Elf: I reincarnated as a Ditto

"The player No. 7, Grantz, is entering the field. The elf to be sent is the Poison Skeleton Frog, which is good at using various poison-type moves. Once the opponent is poisoned, he will be like a small fish falling into boiling oil. Sooner or later,

Become a fried fish..."

The host's introduction outside the channel was noisy and trivial, which made Su Qian waiting in the channel a little impatient.

'Hmph, what kind of metaphor is this? Shit fish and chips, the local recipes in Galar are all rubbish.'

The staff member who asked them to wait temporarily received the order from the intercom, then lowered his arm and said, "Okay, please come in."

As Tsubasa Kaneda and Su Qian entered, the host's introduction came, "Contestant No. 7, Tsubasa Kaneda, is entering the arena. The elf to be sent is the legendary elf bear apprentice, who is good at various fighting moves.

Defeat the opponent with solid skills and tenacity..."

Pulling on the ring rope, Su Qian automatically blocked the host's introduction and was about to jump into the ring.

Tsubasa Kaneda, who was standing under the ring, suddenly grabbed his paw and ordered: "The power of the move under control must be weakened by at least half, otherwise the elf will be killed."

Su Qian was shocked and turned around and said, "What? I don't know how to do this."

Since his debut, his understanding of letting go has always been: I could have punched you three times to kill you, but now I only punch you one, and that means showing mercy.

Now it is necessary to reduce the power of a move to less than 50%. Su Qian cannot do this kind of delicate work.

Kaneda Tsubasa's face darkened, obviously he didn't expect someone as powerful as Su Qian to say he couldn't do such a thing.

On the ring, the referee had already looked over, his eyes urging Su Qian to come on, and the Poison Skull Frog on the opposite side was eager to move his hands and feet.

"Champion of Kanto, please remind me that the characteristic of my Poison Skull Frog is Poisonous Hands," the No. 7 player on the opposite side, Grantz, shouted loudly, "Your elf's bullshit will can't resist the poison attack, surrender as soon as possible!

"

Kaneda Tsubasa ignored him and looked at Su Qian with a frown, thinking about what to do.

Su Qian took out his paw and said, "Oh, let me figure it out."

When Su Qian climbed over the rope and walked to the center of the ring, Tsubasa Kaneda sent a message through the power of the waveguide: "Then don't use skills, just fight with fists and feet. That should be fine!"

The referee raised the flag high and said, "Ready!"

"OK," Su Qian stretched his right arm and pointed his thumb backward.

"start!"

The Poison Skull Frog retracted its powerful legs, then straightened up like a spring, and jumped forward quickly, extending its two palms forward, with a purple-black liquid flowing from the bottom to the base of the bright red claw.

Spreading Infiltration——Skill 'Poison Needle'.

At the same time, its red throat swelled into a big bag, and it let out a deafening "croak". The huge sound silenced the entire arena.

"You don't need any skills, right?" Su Qian closed his arms, lowered his waist, lowered his back, and jumped forward like a big, flexible cat.

The speed is so fast that in the eyes of the audience, only a blurry gray line can be seen rushing towards the Poison Skull Frog, while in the eyes of the Poison Skeleton Frog, intermittent afterimages are coming straight towards it, and for a while it cannot even distinguish it.

Where is its true identity?

Brush - The Poison Skull Frog pressed his claws in a gambling manner and pounced in vain.

At this time, with the help of his height, which was only half the opponent's height, Su Qian actually got under the opponent's arm.

Then, the waist and back squirmed, and the force penetrated the spine from the foot to the dominant right arm. The right paw made a fist, like a cannonball, driven by the huge force, crashed into the waist and abdomen of the Poison Skull Frog, and the air was full of energy.

There was a shrill buzz of encouragement.

Skill: Normal punch (dense fog).

Snapped!

The Poison Skull Frog flew back more than ten meters, and with a 'snap' sound, he fell to the ground on the ground. He kept retching with his big mouth, and an unknown purple-brown liquid gradually dripped from the corner of his mouth.

Silence - silence - the entire audience seemed to have been turned into speechless statues by Yveltal.

Su Qian looked at the referee on the side and pointed at the Poison Skull Frog in front of him, "Countdown."

"oh!"

The shocked referee didn't pay attention to the sudden telepathy. He performed his duties and started counting down, "5, 4, 3..."

"Poison Skull Frog, stand up quickly! Poison Skull Frog, there is still a chance to bring the dead back to life!" Grantz refused to admit defeat. He even felt that everything just now was his illusion, but his reason was still choosing the path that might win.

"Quack~quack," the Poison Skull Frog struggled to lift its body up with its left paw.

"2, the game continues..."

Before the referee finished speaking, he saw that the bear apprentice instantly changed from stillness to sprinting. In a few steps, he arrived in front of the Poison Skull Frog, and then raised his foot to kick.

boom!

The Poison Skull Frog's head and chin hit the hard arena floor hard, and the back of his head was firmly stepped on by Disciple Bear's claws, making him unable to move at all.

Su Qian waved his claws at the referee, "Keep counting down."

"...5,4..."

All the spectators realized that Apprentice Bear had rumbled over the Poison Skull Frog. Even though the referee's countdown had not yet ended, bursts of chaotic applause, shouts and cheers resounded in the stands.

"Contestants No. 2, 1, 8 and apprentice bear win!"

[The Poison Skeleton Frog was defeated and gained 156 experience points]

[About to randomly learn a skill from the opponent]

[Congratulations on learning Poison (Lv3)]

Grantz crawled on the ground and ran onto the ring, "Poison Skull Frog, Poison Skull Frog, what's wrong with you? Are you okay! I'll take you to the hospital right away..."

"You have so little experience, you are really weak." Although he had expected it, Su Qian still felt disappointed.

Released his feet, Su Qian walked towards Kaneda Tsubasa under the ring, "How about it? My power control is pretty good, right? No skills, no dead spirits."

"It's too ostentatious," Tsubasa Kaneda shook his head. "It should be controlled. At least it would be better if the fight is back-and-forth. If you do this now, opponents who will challenge you later will notice it and be wary of it."

"Kaneda Tsubasa! Kaneda Tsubasa!"

"Champion! Champion!"

"Guandong guys are here to challenge our gold belt!"

There were cheers and provocations at the same time. During the fighting competition, the Galar audience seemed much more rude than the polite Sinnoh audience.

"I think too much. When I am strong enough, these are just small problems. I just want to meet Zangmarante as soon as possible!"

Su Qian looked up at the noisy spectators and followed Tsubasa Kaneda towards the contestants' tunnel, "Is it okay if they are so annoying?"

"It doesn't matter, our fight is not to please the audience," Tsubasa Kaneda walked forward nonchalantly, ignoring the increasing provocations and abuses, and even quickly pushed away an empty drink can thrown from above.

The empty drink can was caught by Su Qian while it was falling, and he threw it out.

"ah!"

The drink can hit a strong man on the head and was returned to its original owner.

"That makes sense," Su Qian smiled and nodded, "Now, I think you're a little more pleasing to the eye."