Paralyzed and burned, Banjira's attack was halved, and its speed was halved. It was greatly weakened.
Mark's absolute state tactic was not only known to the Rock Monster, but it was even more terrifying when used on Poquís.
Moreover, this was not the classic tactic that Poquís was guaranteed to win …
"Poquís, Air Slash!"
"Here it comes!" Mo Yan exclaimed in his mind, and then quickly gave Banjira an order.
Hold on!
"Ban!"
Banjira roared, and its body flashed with white light. It did not attack, but it stared at the Air Slash without blinking and took it head-on.
Hold on, its power doubled under the negative state!
When preparing for the battle, Mo Yan had carefully studied this move, and found that the principle was to use the negative state to forcefully squeeze out one's energy to double the effect of the attack.
At the same time, it would fight poison with poison, and it would be immune to any negative state during this period.
What Mo Yan wanted was this extremely short period of immunity.
This would prevent it from falling into the "cowering state" caused by the Air Slash. At the same time …
Strike!
Two skills were released!
Suddenly, two huge stones appeared above Poquís' head, and as if locked on, they smashed onto Poquís' cloud-patterned wings.
"Poquís!"
Poquís screamed, and its wings were severely damaged. The Strike effect was activated, and it fell directly to the ground.
Wings were always the most important part of bird spirits, and once their wings were injured, their combat power would instantly decrease by half.
Poquís' Air Slash, which was guaranteed to win, was forcibly sealed by Banjira.
The only thing that still posed a threat was the wave missiles that had their own positioning function.
However, Banjira first cast Earth Defense on itself, and then slowly approached Poquís step by step. The pressure was enough to make Mark and Poquís sweat profusely.
Even if it was suddenly paralyzed midway, Banjira's Quasi God physique could help it easily withstand two or three waves of missiles.
Until … Banjira arrived in front of Poquís, and looked down at the white bird that was no longer a threat.
In the face of absolute strength, there was no such thing as luck!
He turned around, swung his tail, and struck with his iron tail!
Bang!
Poquís was sent flying. Like many other elves, he smashed into the wall at the edge of the arena and lost consciousness.
Shua!
The referee raised the green flag representing Mo Yan and announced with a trembling voice.
"Poquís have lost their ability to fight. Banjira wins.
Because all six sprites of Heavenly King Mark had lost their ability to fight, the final winner of this competition was …
King Mo Yan! "
This would also be the last time anyone would hear Mo Yan being called Heavenly King in public.
Because after him was … champion Mo Yan!
On the high platform, Damaranch gently clapped his hands. His small body was also highlighted by the close-fitting custom-made suit, which made him look especially serious.
From the moment Mo Yan presented him the champion's challenge, Damaranch had never thought that Mo Yan would lose.
Dong dong dong!
At the open door, the secretary reminded him softly, "President, it's time to go on stage."
"En."
…
On the stage, Mark took back the Poquís with a depressed look. He knew that he would lose, but he didn't expect to lose so badly.
After so many years, he had worked very hard, but the gap between him and his boss was still getting bigger and bigger.
But soon, Mark smiled again.
No matter what, his boss had won the championship, and he might become the number one Heavenly King!
Looking at it this way, although he lost, he didn't lose completely.
"Boss, congratulations on becoming the champion!"
Mark suddenly shouted excitedly. He jumped in front of Mo Yan and gave him a bear hug.
Mo Yan didn't refuse. He was happy that he was willing to share this joy with Mark.
Of course, the person he wanted to share it with the most should already be sitting backstage waiting for him.
Just like when she became the champion, Mo Yan was also waiting for her backstage.
However, there was still one last segment before Mo Yan's exit.
Under the staff's cleaning and arrangement, the arena quickly turned into a podium.
Mo Yan, with the six elves that had just recovered, slowly walked onto the stage amidst the grand music.
President Damaranch, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, also followed him to the front stage.
In the center of attention, President Damaranch personally awarded the honorary certificate and trophy of the district champion to Mo Yan.
At the same time, the hostess next to him also presented the champion's cape to Mo Yan.
Because Mo Yan's main attribute was evil, the cape was also designed in pure black with gold edges. If one looked closely, one could see the low-key but exquisite evil pattern.
Silent Yan didn't hesitate. He unfurled his cape and flung it behind him. Then, he hung it on his back in a cool manner. The Champion's Cape with pure black and gold edges hung firmly on his back.
In an instant, the arena was filled with enthusiastic applause. The screams and roars seemed like they were going to overturn the roof.
They had all witnessed the birth of this generation's champion with their own eyes. They were all witnesses to this historical moment!
They were all honored!
But before the cheers and screams stopped, Mo Yan had already put on the handsome cape and walked backstage with the certificate and trophy in his hands.
At this time, Zhu Lan was chatting with Mark, who had come off the stage early.
Seeing Mo Yan come over, Mark smiled and tactfully suggested to retreat. Before he left, he madly winked at Mo Yan.
"You're already a Heavenly King, but you're still so indecent," Mo Yan said awkwardly.
Zhu Lan smiled and didn't expose him. She only took the initiative to hold Mo Yan's hand and said, "I heard that Kaji Town's Cheng Long brand ice cream is very good. Do you want to try it?"
Mo Yan tightened his grip on Rouyi. His heart was full.
"Okay!"
…
Epilogue.
In the Dark Night Dojo, Mo Yan, who had just finished cleaning up the underground forces, welcomed a rare holiday.
Because Zhu Lan was also very busy during this time, Mo Yan, who had nothing to do, could only stay at home.
He rejected everyone's visits, but occasionally, when he was in the mood, he would guide the dojo's apprentices.
After he finished guiding the apprentices, Mo Yan, who had nothing to do, strolled around like a big boss with his hands behind his back.
Just as he strolled to the front yard, Mo Yan heard a familiar voice.
"What! The dojo master of the Dark Night Dojo is the city's champion! Then if I beat him, wouldn't I be better than the champion? "
"Little Zhi, you're too naive. Mr. Mo Yan is the city's strongest trainer.
You can't beat him in ten years … no, twenty years.
And … and Mr. Mo Yan is so handsome (〃 '▽' 〃). "
"Hey, Little Xia, how can you say that. We've been traveling together for so long. Can't you support me? Don't you think so, Little Gang? "
Slit-eyed Xiao Gang rubbed his chin and nodded. "Well, based on your current strength, you won't be able to beat him in another twenty years."
Dong, Little Zhi fell!
In the next second, Little Zhi bounced back up with full health!
"I've decided. I must defeat the dojo master of the Dark Night Dojo and the champion, Mo Yan!"
"That's impossible. Mr. Mo Yan is the champion. The Dark Night Dojo has always been managed by the acting dojo master."
"How can it be like this …"
At this time, Mo Yan finally remembered who Little Zhi was.
That kid from Really New Village.
"Dojo master, why are you here?" Bo Niu, who was about to accept the challenge, saw Mo Yan and ran over obediently.
Mo Yan smiled, "My hands are a bit itchy. If that young man comes to challenge me, call me. I'll accept the challenge."
"Ah? This … "
Bo Niu, who didn't know what was wrong with the dojo master, could only nod and agree. She then looked at Little Zhi and the others.
'Good luck. I hope they won't be traumatized by the fight.'
Ten minutes later, Little Gang and Little Xia stared dumbfoundedly at Mo Yan slowly walking in front of them.
Little Zhi said, "You're the acting dojo master, right? I want to challenge you!"
Mo Yan smiled, "Okay, I accept your challenge. My sprite is this one."
As soon as he said that, a cute Pikachu jumped out from Mo Yan's back and looked at the sprite on Little Zhi's shoulder.
"Pikachu!"
"Pikachu?"
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