No one would believe it. Even though Mongonaia had used a substitute five times in a row, it still had more than half of its stamina left.
It was too confident in its lock on and electromagnetic cannon. In the end, it could only be taught a lesson by Mo Yan. After five consecutive absorbing punches, even though the self-destructing Magnetic Monster's defense was not low, it could not escape the fate of falling.
Then, under Mo Yan's expectant gaze, Mongonaia excitedly waved its fist in the air and ran back.
That's it?
Looking at Mongonaia that showed no signs of breaking through, Mo Yan was a little dumbfounded.
Was it his fault that it was too easy to challenge someone of a higher level?
Other people's elves leveled up as they ate. Now that Mongonaia was here.
It was useless to challenge someone of a higher level!
"Damn it, Charem, use Sonic Punch!" The pale-faced man's command came from not far away. Mo Yan and Mongonaia subconsciously dodged to the side.
Unfortunately, Sonic Punch was Sonic Punch. How could a punch with the speed of sound be so easy to dodge?
There was a scream. Mongonaia covered its left arm and turned to look at Charem, who was twisting its neck innocently.
"Charem, Freezing Fire Fist!"
"Cha!"
Charem jumped nimbly. Mongonaia could not figure out its trajectory at all.
At some point, Charem suddenly exerted force. When it appeared again, it was behind Mongonaia again!
"Spike Defense!"
Mo Yan could only shout in this moment of crisis. Mongonaia instinctively arched its body and activated all the spikes on its back.
Bang!
The combination of Freezing Fire Fist and Flame Fist hit Mongonaia perfectly. But at this time, it was completely covered in spikes. It looked like a golden hedgehog.
"Cha!"
Charem screamed and retreated. It shook its hands and looked at Mongonaia with eyes full of fear.
Spike Defense. Other than having the same absolute protection as Guard, it also had a certain damage reflection effect.
If the opponent happened to be in close combat with Mongonaia, that feeling would be unbelievable.
Ask Charem if you don't believe it!
"Mongonaia, leech pods!"
Mo Yan naturally wouldn't let go of such a good opportunity. He immediately planted a seed in Charrem and waited for it to slowly recover its health.
"Charem, rush over and use a flying kick!" The pale-faced man cautiously ordered. Since Charem's hands were crippled, he didn't dare to let him risk using a flying knee kick.
However, from Mo Yan's point of view, an elf like Charem was born to walk the path of self-harm. With a flying knee kick at the start of the match, even if he didn't win, he could still scare his opponent to death.
I, the white-faced man, am a ruthless man!
Unfortunately, his only advantage was that he was relatively fair, but because he was ugly, he couldn't be a gigolo.
"Mongonaia, cotton spore!"
The cotton spores appeared once again. Having lost his strongest pair of hands, Charrem was completely unable to block the attack of the cotton spores. In the blink of an eye, he was wrapped in a thick 'winter coat'.
"An unexpected strike!"
Seizing the opportunity, Mongonaia rushed forward. Xu Huang flashed behind Charem and gave him a ferocious kick.
Charem subconsciously used his hands to support himself. Although he managed to prevent his face from hitting the ground, the injuries on his hands worsened.
With injuries on top of injuries, Charem once again let out a blood-curdling scream.
Because his scream was too pitiful, even the others fighting beside him couldn't help but glance at him from the corner of their eyes.
"Fierce Land Shark, Dragon God Dive!"
"Mount Goat, Heavy Stomp!"
Orders that were sure to win rang out one after another. The Fierce Land Shark and Mount Goat took advantage of this gap and successfully defeated their opponents.
However, in the next second, the other party skillfully sent out other elves to replace them. However, they already had the intention to retreat. After a short exchange of glances, they quickly reached a consensus.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a loud sound came from the helicopter. The elven hunters couldn't help but look back. They realized that Jun Sha had already run over there and was fighting with the last elven hunter left behind to guard the helicopter.
As expected, how could elven hunters who lived on the edge of their blades swagger out to fight? At the very least, they would protect their escape tools well.
This sudden turn of events stunned both sides. Mo Yan's side immediately wanted to seize the opportunity to pursue, while the other side also wanted to use this opportunity to escape.
Boom!
The smoke bomb exploded, and a large amount of smoke covered everyone's figures. Zhu Lan and Mark reacted extremely quickly, sending out their own Lucario at the same time.
"Lucario, Missile Wave!" x2
Boom! Boom!
The helicopter was still warming up when two waves of missiles came down. The propellers were directly broken. The smoke didn't just block Mo Yan's line of sight.
"Mongonaia, 11 o 'clock, Evil Wave!"
"Poquís, Air Slash. Attack according to your mood!" Mark's orders were so casual that it was unbelievable. However, Poquís' aura had already become extremely unstable, as if he was about to break through at any time.
Mo Yan couldn't help but feel depressed again. Why hadn't he broken through in Mongonaia when he had already succeeded in challenging those of a higher rank?
"Fierce Land Shark, Meteor Swarm!"
"Shark!"
The Fierce Land Shark roared and opened its mouth to spit out an orange energy ball into the sky.
When the energy ball couldn't rise any further, it directly exploded, turning into a firework-like meteor. Then, with a terrifying speed boost, it directly smashed into the helicopter's original position.
There was no need to look anymore. This time, the helicopter had really become scrap metal.
The smoke slowly dissipated, and the broken helicopter appeared in front of everyone's eyes. Two of the Elven Hunters were caught in the blast because they couldn't dodge in time.
Mo Yan and the others didn't say anything and rushed forward again. The Elven Hunters who had lost their escape route were obviously enraged. Each of them didn't hesitate to send out two or three Elves, as if they wanted to finish off all their opponents.
Mo Yan sent out more Rogue Crocodiles, George also added Aluredo, and Geraniums, who were in the back, also began to support. The first wave of healing hit the heavily injured Mongonaia.
There were too many Elves on the field. It was impossible to quietly fight one on one. A chaotic battle was about to break out. Both sides tacitly adjusted for two seconds, then began to attack at the same time.
In an instant, all kinds of skills flew in the air. Sand and stones flew, fire and ice flew, followed by a series of explosions.
In the blink of an eye, two Elves were beaten out of the game. They were the opposite Gentleman Crow and Mo Yan's Mongonaia.
The former was already heavily injured, so it was normal for him to fall.
The latter was too dazzling and was targeted from the start.
Mo Yan sighed helplessly. Sometimes, the more you wanted to do something, the harder it was to do it. Being too focused on the goal made you forget the importance of the process.
"Next time, there's no rush," Mo Yan said softly to Mongonaia in the pokeball.
Then, Mo Yan took out another pokeball and threw it out.
"It's time to end this farce, Banjira!"
"Ban!"
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