Elf: Start with a Vulcan Moth

Is a wandering uncle type of guy.

"National competition, even if it's just a split, it's going to be 3v3. Is your Vulcan moth still there? The rising star of the league~"

The uncle who doesn't know his age is like a foolish person, full of bad taste and jokes.

He seemed to want to see the despairing look on the face of the once jealous genius.

After all, Natsume's popularity, age and strength were beyond his reach.

But the old man was disappointed.

Natsume still had a warm smile on his face, and the Poké Ball in his hand was enlarged and opened.

"Zeraora, don't let me down in the first show!"

With a blue-gold figure appearing on the field of water, Natsume said softly.

"Roar!"

Zeraora turned her back to Natsume and gave a thumbs up.

Received so much care from his own master.

It will never disappoint Natsume!

It's the audience seat.

"What kind of elf is this? So handsome!"

"My God, is there such a handsome elves in this world? I'm a fan again, Natsume's brother is number one in the world!"

"Hey, maybe it's just good luck for this guy, who knows if it's an embroidered pillow!"

"That's right, it's just an elf, not a legend!"

……

Not to mention in the audience.

The uncle's face was a little unsightly, after all, it was very uncomfortable to be ignored.

"Just let you know what it means to respect seniors, boy!"

"Come out! Jewel starfish!"

With a vicious expression on his face, the uncle took out his Poké Ball.

".'Idiot!"

Seeing this kind of operation, Natsume couldn't help but scolded secretly even though he admitted that he had a good temper.

The place where the gem starfish and water are added seems to have no flaws.

But don't forget, Natsume is using an electric spirit that can be seen with the naked eye!

When an elves like gem starfish are taken out, they will only be restrained even more miserably!

But the uncle was still full of pride, and said without knowing it: "Let you see the strength I have cultivated all over the country!"

"Gem starfish, use the water gun!"

"just!"

With a loud cry, I saw the very beautiful gem starfish shoot a powerful water gun in the water.

Level: 39!

Cultivation status: good!

Power of water gun: still acceptable!

From these three aspects, this uncle is not a complete idiot.

pity.

"Zeraora, current."

With one hand in his trouser pocket, Natsume said expressionlessly.

He also thought that he could meet (Li Liaozhao) to meet a good opponent.

Unexpectedly, even in this world, there are still so many masters of inverse attributes!

But yes.

Looking at the age of this uncle, it is estimated that when he was young, he would not have any systematic knowledge of elves.

Of course it's more likely that the guy is happy.

After all, money is hard to buy, I am willing!

Whatever the reason, after facing the blue current of Zeraora.

"just……"

I saw the jewel starfish sink directly into the water, and a pair of eyes turned into mosquito coil eyes.

It's a pity that there is no Hokage in this world, otherwise, you might be able to cosplay Uchiha Starfish with a beauty contact lens.

"Please be serious, I really don't even have the joy of winning in this fight!"

"Uncle!"

Shaking his head, Xia Mu said helplessly.

He's here to play games, not to teach idiots a lesson.

However, when I heard the word uncle, I saw that the uncle exploded all of a sudden! .

Chapter 219

"Uncle? You are the uncle, your whole family is uncle! I'm only 25 years old, okay!"

Completely forgot about the gem starfish being smashed, the uncle said with a face full of anger.

Hearing this, the corner of Xia Mu's mouth twitched, and then he looked at the uncle again.

Well, it seems to be thirty years old no matter which way you look at it.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter, idiot, hurry up and show all your strength, or I'll be bored to death."

Yawning, Xia Mu said with a pair of dead fish eyes.

Um?It seems that you have accidentally spoken your words out of your heart?

Forget it, anyway, the opposite side is about the same as an idiot.

I saw that the uncle on the opposite side heard the more excessive name of idiot, and his veins burst out, and he shouted:

"Since you are so rude, let's let you lose in a miserable manner!"

"Please! Tyrannosaurus!"

Looking at the gigantic Tyrannosaurus, Natsume really wanted to roll his eyes.

How on earth did this guy get eight badges?

Or, did this guy really think it was a dragon when he thought that the name of the Tyrannosaurus had the word dragon in it?

Unfortunately.

Most of them have dragons in their names and look like dragons.

The most classic representatives are the fire-breathing dragon old spray and the tyrannical carp dragon.

An oriental style and a western style, all without dragon attributes!

"Hahaha, are you too surprised to speak? My tyrannical carp dragon is the strongest!"

"Tyrannosaurus, use Destruction Death Light!"

Seeing that Xiamu didn't speak, the uncle thought that Xiamu was afraid, and said with great pride.

Rating: 41

Cultivation status: close to excellent

Ability Power: Pretty good.

From Natsume's professional point of view, this tyrannical carp dragon is actually quite good.

It's a pity to meet a trainer with cerebral palsy.

"Zeraora, let the other side feel the despair and use... Chidori!"

His eyes gradually took on a hint of coldness, and Natsume still commanded expressionlessly.

He doesn't want to continue this kind of boring game, and it may be a good choice to make the opponent despair.

"Roar!"

Hearing Natsume's order, Zeraora immediately grabbed the wrist of her right claw with her left claw.

The blue electric current is continuously gathering towards the right claw!

"Chichi..."

After a while, there was some noise, like the sound of hundreds of birds chirping in unison.

Even the already noisy auditorium is quiet!

"What kind of skill is this...?"

"I don't know, it seems that the narrator doesn't know either."

"Isn't this Natsume's own development? Stop bluffing, maybe it's a silver gun wax head!"

"Makes sense!"

……

The rustling discussion sounded again, and many eyes were looking at the commentary.

At this time, the commentator who didn't have much presence in all the games was also sweating profusely.