Guardian of the Spirit

"Can you use the Candlelight Spirit to play a battle with me? I want to fight the ghost elves."

A boy trotted over from the boardwalk, followed by a small sawcrocodile that looked like a blue crocodile and stood on two legs.

"Battle?" Jiang Yuan didn't care. He looked at Zhu Guangling and asked, "Should we fight?"

Jiang Yuan relied on his superpower to judge that the little sawcrocodile had just been hatched for less than a month like Zhu Guangling. The two sides were about the same level, so there should not be a one-sided disparity in strength.

This little crocodile is very suitable for Candlelight's first battle, but he has to see if Candlelight is willing to fight.

Zhu Guangling puffed up her chest and responded to Jiang Yuan with her actions.

The Candlelight Spirit was looking forward to the first battle. It wanted to smash the ugly little blue crocodile on the opposite side.

The two came to an open flat land, and many people gathered around to watch. In fact, compared to the novices of Zhu Guangling and Little Crocodile pecking each other, they wanted to see Jiang Yuan use his super powers to kill everyone, but this was not quite possible.

possible.

"You can't use your superpowers."

The boy had seen the scene when Jiang Yuan controlled the water column just now. He was afraid that his little crocodile would be instantly killed by a super power blow, so he quickly spoke up in advance.

Jiang Yuan nodded, even if the boy didn't tell him, he wouldn't take action. This is a battle that belongs to Zhu Guangling, not him. If he takes action, the battle will be over as soon as it begins, and he will be slapped with a snake skin.

"Then let's get started, little crocodile, water gun." the boy ordered.

The little crocodile took a deep breath, tilted its head back, and then sprayed out a jet of water, straight into Zhu Guangling's face.

"Melt." Jiang Yuan said calmly.

The ideal is very full, but the reality is very skinny. Although Zhu Guangling is full of confidence, she is still a little anxious when facing the water gun for the first time. Before she can liquefy, she is blown away by the water gun and falls to the ground.

Fortunately, Candlelight Spirit can dissolve moves, and its body has the ability to liquefy. It is relatively resistant to hits and did not suffer much damage. However, its secondary attribute is fire, so being hit by a water gun is not very pleasant.

"Candlelight!"

Zhuguang Ling was unwilling to accept that the first fight ended in such a mess.

"Take your time, don't rush, continue to use melt, if you feel like you are going to be hit, you can try to dodge." Jiang Yuan taught from behind.

Wow——

Candlelight Spirit was once again knocked out by the water gun move of Little Crocodile. The boy's fighting consciousness was very high, so Little Crocodile kept pressing Candlelight Spirit and beat it, otherwise it would have no chance to breathe.

The people around looked at it and shook their heads. They thought that the spirit of the superpower would be so powerful, but in the end, the Candlelight spirit was beaten one-sidedly by the little sawcrocodile. It felt very bad.

After being blown away by the water gun for the fourth time, Candlelight Spirit finally successfully performed the melting move. The candle's body slowly mixed with the water from the water gun and turned into a pool of white mud.

"The little crocodile continues to use the water gun to feed it."

The little crocodile sprayed out its water gun again, trying to wash away the Candlelight Spirit that had turned into mud.

"Scared."

As Jiang Yuan spoke, he blocked his ears with his fingers.

"Haw!!!!!!!!!"

A piercing scream rang out from the mud, instantly drowning out the chatter of people nearby and startling everyone. The scream could be heard from half of the reservoir.

puff--

The little crocodile was also frightened by the Candlelight Spirit, and the water suddenly got stuck in its throat and almost choked it to death.

The water gun move that flew into the air lost the control of the crocodile and was scattered on the flat ground.

After practicing for a few days, Candlelight Ling learned how to use frightening moves in the melted state. As for the fog and fireworks, it takes more practice to use them when they want to melt.

"Go over and continue scaring it."

Candlelight Spirit twisted its mud body and quickly moved to the side of the crocodile.

"Little Crocodile, don't be stunned and run!" Seeing that the Candlelight Spirit was about to attack, the boy was extremely anxious, but the little Crocodile had been temporarily shocked and fell into the cowering state that comes with the frightening move, making it difficult to move.

"Haw!!!!!!!!!"

Candlelight Spirit reversed its attack in an instant and let out a sharp cry again.

The little crocodile was in a state of shock. He had not yet recovered and had no time to respond. He was frightened again, his head roared, and he sat on the ground with weak legs.

The Candlelight Spirit will not be integrated into negative emotions for the time being and cannot exert the full power of its frightening moves. However, it has a loud voice and can frighten the elves by just bluffing.

"Scare, scare, scare."

"Chirp, chirp, chirp!"

Just now, it was the Candlelight Spirit that ate the water gun of the little Sawgator, and now it was the Little Alligator that was frightened by the Candlelight Spirit. It was really a turn of events.

After the fifth fright, perhaps because he had adapted to the screams of the Candlelight Spirit, the little crocodile had come back to his senses.

"Can the baby crocodile still use a water gun?"

The little crocodile shook his head. His throat was very uncomfortable now and he probably couldn't help it.

"The defense in the melted state is very high. There is nothing we can do. We can't use the water gun now, so let's arrest him!" the boy ordered after seeing this.

"Oh no, it's useless to catch ghost elves, don't go!"

The boy's order was a step too late. The little crocodile had already waved his little claws and called towards the muddy body of Zhu Guangling.

Snapped.

When he slapped it with his little paw, a pool of mud splashed out, smearing the little Sawtooth's face.

"Haw!!!"

The attack was ineffective, and the little sawcrocodile was stunned. At this time, Jiang Yuan let Zhu Guangling take advantage of the victory and pursue it, and once again let out a scream that shook the eardrums.

This scream was the last straw that broke the yak's back. The little crocodile lay down weakly on the ground, with its legs in the air. It had no strength to fight back. The victory was decided.

"Baby Crocodile!"

The boy rushed over and picked up the little crocodile.

"Why did it fail? I thought the little crocodile would win."

"The little crocodile looks very young. He is probably exhausted. The Candlelight Spirit must have reached its limit."

"The scream of this Candlelight Spirit is so loud, even louder than Douyin."

The trainer next to him commented.

Jiang Yuan knew that Zhuguang Ling was exhausted, so he wasn't too worried. He walked over, lowered his head and looked at the mud Zhuguang Ling on the ground, and asked, "Can you still change back?"

"Candlelight..."

Candlelight Spirit responded feebly that it now had no strength to return to its original state and did not even want to move.

Both elves were just born, and it was normal for them to be exhausted after using water guns and frightening them several times.

At the end of the battle, the boy thanked Jiang Yuan, then hurriedly took back the little crocodile and ran to the elf center down the mountain to restore its strength.

Jiang Yuan used his superpower to take away the muddy Zhu Guangling. He followed the stone path to a pavilion on the top of the mountain to rest.

It was obviously midsummer, and the sun was high in the sky outside the pavilion, but I couldn't feel the heat at all inside the pavilion.

The wind blowing across the mountains is not the heat wave as imagined, but a cool breeze, the coolness that only belongs to the forest.

Jiang Yuan sat in the pavilion, blowing the refreshing cool breeze, controlling the blown leaves around him, and rolled them into a ball.

Leaves, water, anything can become the object of Jiang Yuan's practice, or in other words, the object of play.

The leaves all over the sky were rolled up under the control of super powers. From time to time, a few fallen leaves fell. The leaves gathered into a ball and hit the ground, as if there was a person standing there. Jiang Yuan was actually attacking him.

Mu Mu·Zhu Guangling, who was recovering his physical strength on the side: "..."

Fighting with the air, what a fool!