In front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor.
"That Tetsusuke is one of the top eight contestants in Hiawaki."
President Damaranghe stroked his white beard and said with a smile,
"I didn't expect Lu Ye to win the first round so easily."
The red-haired man crossed his arms and fell into deep thought.
There was something wrong with the match just now.
It didn't make sense for Mr. Lu to be so focused on commanding.
That gaze … was completely filled with fighting spirit!
"Someone probably offended him again."
Du Yan thought, "I hope it's not that kid Akin …"
On the field, Onion Wandering Soldier stood with a green onion in his hand, his expression indifferent.
Little Gang, who had arrived late, found an empty seat in the crowd and sat down. He said in a low voice,
"He won the first round?"
"A complete victory." Xiao Lan shrugged. "Mr. Lu is completely serious ~!"
Xiao Gang's expression was a little subtle. He coughed dryly and changed the topic.
"Why aren't you open today?"
"I'm closed for a day!" Xiao Lan said in annoyance. "There are no customers. I might as well come and watch Mr. Lu's match!"
"Well … that makes sense."
As they were talking, the cheers around them became louder again.
"Contestant Tetsusuke's second sprite is on the stage!"
The commentator's voice echoed in the stadium.
"It comes from the world of ice and snow, the symbol of great strength, the Frozen Field Bear!"
Boom!
"Roar —!!"
The giant white bear with a sturdy body was terrifying. It bared its frozen fangs and spat out ice breath.
The tremor of the landing made Onion Wandering Soldier's eyelids twitch.
"Ga? (? д?;) "
Could … could he really beat it?
"Ice after high temperature can make the meat firmer?"
Lu Ye, the chef, subconsciously let his thoughts wander. His gaze immediately fell on the cape tied to the giant bear's forehead.
"An imposing cape … No wonder he dared to let the Frozen Field Bear with the inverse attribute appear."
In the audience, Xiao Gang also realized this.
"With the Frozen Field Bear's monstrous strength," Xiao Gang said in a low voice, "it's completely possible to defeat it in one strike."
Xiao Lan rested her chin on her hand and said lazily, "Snot Bear is so cute. He turned into such a big guy after evolving."
"… You're not nervous at all."
"What's there to be nervous about?" Xiao Lan pouted.
"Here, it'll be over soon."
The commentator announced loudly, "The battle has begun!"
"Frozen Plains Bear, Hail!"
"Roar —!!"
The Tundra Bear raised its head and roared. Icy breath spewed out from its mouth, and a snowstorm gradually formed in the field.
"The Tundra Bear's special ability is to move snow!" The commentator said, "This burst of speed is too terrifying!"
The moment the wind and snow whistled, the frozen bear beat its chest and roared, closing the distance between it and the Onion Rangers.
"Roar!" The Tundra Bear spat out an icy breath from its mouth. Clenching its fists, a terrifying power suddenly erupted!
"Frozen Plains Bear, brute force!"
The wind from the fist whistled, and the ground sank. Because of the Frozen Field Bear's stomp, cracks appeared.
"Can you avoid it?" Lu Ye asked.
"Ga!! (F * ck) "
As a slacker, I'm also training well!!
The Onion Ranger raised its shield, but the shield fell out of its hand under the shock. Duck immediately jumped back.
"Clear the thick fog!"
The Onion Blade was swung out. With just one slash, a strong wind blew.
The large hailstones in the snowy sky gradually weakened.
"There's actually such a targeted move …" Zhe Jie's expression was complicated.
Finally, he had a taste of the battle with Mr. Lu.
The sour feeling of being predicted!
After the Frozen Plains Bear's special ability was weakened, its body slowed down again.
"Ga!"
Duck's Leaf Blade was suffused with a sharp cold light as it took advantage of the situation to slash out!
Dong!
The Frozen Plains Bear fell to the ground with a loud bang!
"This Onion Ranger fought one against two?!"
The netizens were in disbelief.
"Didn't they say that this was Mr. Lu's weakest sprite?!"
"Releasing fake news and attacking the information gap … Mr. Lu is so dirty!"
Zhe Jie only had one sprite left.
This was the top eight contestant of the Hiyuan Conference.
He didn't expect to meet Mr. Lu so soon at the Guandu Conference.
Zhe Jie sighed softly and threw out the high-level ball. His eyes burned with fighting spirit again.
At least … he had to win one round from Mr. Lu!
"Mr. Lu still doesn't plan to take back the Onion Ranger?" Xiao Lan blinked.
Xiao Gang's expression was complicated. He thought of what Lu Ye said yesterday and said vaguely,
"Perhaps … Mr. Lu wants to go all out and leave no regrets."
White light flew out from the high-level ball.
Dong!
The old construction worker with deep eyes and a hunched figure held two concrete sticks in his hands and landed on the ground with a bang.
"The old construction worker can wield two heavy concrete sticks freely!"
The commentator was speechless. "Contestant Zhe Jie is indeed a trainer with a strong attacking style!"
There was nothing fancy about it.
The old construction worker held the concrete in his hand and walked over steadily and solidly. Every step made a dull sound.
Immediately, the old construction worker hugged one of the sticks with both hands and raised it high.
The huge stone pillar that was raised high blocked the sunlight and was intimidating.
It was hard to imagine just how terrifying the strength of this pillar was!
However, the white knight stood on the field and didn't retreat at all.
At this moment, the audience was convinced by this sprite.
Could it win?
Even if it could win, it should show a trace of fear, right?
But why did it look so calm and so reassuring?!
Lu Ye raised his gaze.
"Onion Ranger, Leaf Blade!"
"Ga!!" The Onion Ranger gritted its teeth and swung out.
Crack!
The blade collided with the stone pillar, making a creaking sound.
"Old construction worker, Arm Hammer!!"
His strength was stronger!
The Onion Ranger's body trembled as it raised its onion to block.
After two consecutive battles, Duck's physical strength had obviously reached its limit.
A trace of ridicule appeared in the old construction worker's eyes, but he was suddenly stunned.
Crack!
Disbelief appeared in the eyes of the audience.
"This, this is …"
The stone pillar was densely covered with spiderweb-like cracks that spread along the stone pillar.
Crack!
The old construction worker suddenly knelt down, and the stone pillar in his hand was torn apart and fell from his palm.
In the dead silence of the stadium, Zhe Jie sighed.
"The blessing of the Sword Dance …"
Lu Ye nodded gently and looked at the resolute Onion Ranger.
Even a slacker had moments when he wanted to win …
What's more, even Pokebee completed a one-versus-three.
Duck was naturally unwilling to be left behind!
The old construction worker's weapon fell from his hand and he knelt on the ground, gasping for breath.
The Onion Ranger was exhausted. It raised its Leaf Blade shakily, and its eyes were cold.
The Leaf Blade fell!
"The winner has been born!"
The commentator's voice was full of passion.
"Maintaining the one-versus-three record."
"From Donghuang, contestant Lu Ye!!"
"Ga!"
The Onion Ranger let out a long sigh of relief and wished he could sit on the ground.
But there were still so many people watching …
I'm so tired, I'd better go back and continue to lie down ~ ~ (́) () σ
"Thank you for your hard work."
Lu Ye stepped forward, squatted down, rubbed Duck's head, and said with a smile,
"I'll make sure Geng Gui doesn't miss your training tonight."
"Ga ~ ~" The Onion Ranger narrowed its eyes, turned into a white light, and flew back to the commemorative ball.
Fortunately, it didn't lose too much in this battle!
Cheers sounded from all directions.
"Congratulations," Zhe Jie shook hands with Lu Ye and called him sincerely. "Mr. Lu."
"You did a good job too." Lu Ye nodded. "You can force the Onion Pancake to this extent."
Zhe Jie smiled with relief.
It seemed that this Onion Ranger could be regarded as a famous member of Mr. Lu's team.
Mr. Lu was obviously younger than him.
But Zhe Jie felt the praise from the senior.
At the same time.
The big screen in the celebration square refreshed the battle report again.
"Contestant from Donghuang …"
The passers-by read with shock on their faces.
"Mr. Lu?! Another one-versus-three record?! "
"F * ck, he's in the top eight of the Hiyuan Tournament, and he's playing like a baby cup?"
"Be bold … Is it the same in the finals?"
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