Elf: Opening plan flashing golden monster

Chapter 109 New skill, Flame Kick!

After a while, the metal geek wobbled out of the haystack, leaving an obvious black mark where it blocked the football.

"Bei~~~"

The metal monster's eyes were filled with resentment, it was obvious that he didn't talk about martial ethics, why did he use so much strength to play football well.

No matter how hard I am, I'm not really a lump of iron.

It was Yantu'er who looked at Mingzheng with admiration.

Such a powerful person is actually his own trainer, and he feels proud when he thinks about it.

No, wait and work harder!

Otherwise, Yan Tu'er thought he couldn't catch the ball just now.

Mingzheng also smiled mischievously, "Sorry, I lost my strength, and I will definitely not do this next time."

The metal monster lowered his hand, and next time?

But looking at the enthusiastic Yantuer, the metal monster still nodded.

If you want to blame, blame yourself for not having legs.

In this way, the kicking game continued, but Mingzheng obviously restrained his strength.

At the same time, it also secretly steals private goods.

"Yantuer, the ball is fireproof and waterproof, what are you afraid of, use all your strength!"

"Not enough, you can see that the metal monster blocked it without taking a step..."

"Use your skills, attach to your legs, and kick me out hard!"

The metal monster guarding the gate: ...

When a full two hours passed, the metal monster's body was already covered with ball marks, and Mingzheng's whole body was soaked in sweat.

On the grass, Yantu'er seemed to be half submerged in the water, with a pair of long rabbit ears drooping, but his eyes were extremely bright.

At its feet, the dirty football was covered with black marks, as if it had been burned by flames.

"Come on, try again!"

"me too!"

Yantu'er let out a loud cry, erected his ears, and raised his right foot lightly!

The next moment, flames rose from Yantu'er's right foot, enveloping its not-so-strong right leg.

boom!

There was an explosion-like collision sound, and the football carried sparks and quickly hit the metal monster.

A red light flashed in the metal monster's eyes, and a blue electric current flowed through his arms, and he punched the football brazenly with his Thunder Fist!

Finally, the football was stopped, and the metal monster fell to the ground and gasped.

And Yan Tu'er fell back, with a satisfied smile on his face.

Ball, enough kicks.

New skills are also available!

Flame kick is one of the skills that Mingzheng wants Yantuer to learn while playing football.

Before Yantuer evolved to the final form and comprehended the exclusive move Flame Bomb, Flame Kick was the most suitable output skill of his department!

none of them!

But Yantu'er can comprehend it at a young age, which shows that he has excellent talent and love for playing football.

"The exercise is over, let's have a bottle of Moomoo milk!"

Pulling Yantu'er up, Mingzheng took the Momoo milk handed over by the caring Gala Gala.

"Mi~"

After drinking the sweet and fragrant Moo Moo's milk, Yan Tu'er was so happy that her ears twitched.

There is nothing better than the first sip of Moomoo milk after a workout.

If so, then you haven't exercised enough!

The shuttlecock flower also flew over, and the aroma therapy and the green grass field were displayed one after another, providing Mingzheng and the others with a better recovery environment.

"Hey, there's more of you!"

Mingzheng took a bottle of Moomoo milk again, and handed it to the gray metal monster.

The metal monster glanced at Mingzheng, and silently took it.

"Shuttlecock flower, help it clean up."

"Fat~"

The shuttlecock flower responded, and immediately shook out a large number of cotton spores, which precisely covered the metal monster's whole body, and then blown gently with the wind, all the cotton spores covered in dust were blown away.

Immediately, the metal monster reverted to the shiny silver, the incomparably handsome second-stage flash quasi-god!

"Beta!"

Now the metal monster feels more comfortable, even the Momoo milk in his hand is even sweeter.

After everyone had rested, Mingzheng left the mimicry training room and returned to his room.

Turning on the computer, Mingzheng recorded the changes of the elves as usual, and at the same time adjusted the training method according to the training manual.

Yan Tu'er has just learned about Flame Kick, and needs to practice his proficiency as soon as possible.

Flame Kick can be used until the late stage, and it can also greatly make up for Yantuer's lack of physical attack skills.

However, its overall skill pool is still too shallow, and the weakness of insufficient attack surface needs to be continuously made up for.

As for which skill machines to buy, Ming Zheng already had plans in mind.

The other three have not changed much, but the new auxiliary skills of Metal Monster's Freezing Fist, Gala Gala's Rock Avalanche and Shuttleflower Flower can also be prepared.

With too many skills, Mingzheng still hopes that each of his partners can be more comprehensive.

After adjusting the training plan, Mingzheng opened the map to plan the next itinerary.

The arena is very good, but there are not many elves in Mingzheng now, if Gala Gala and the others are always on the field, the metal monster will inevitably feel uncomfortable.

At present, he is still suitable for training alone in the wild, so that the metal monster can grow up faster.

Only by growing up as soon as possible can the metal monster have a bright and honest day, otherwise it will be unfair to it.

Therefore, Audru Chengming will not stay for too long.

At the latest the day after tomorrow he will start, because the day after tomorrow there will be a match that Mingzheng is very interested in.

Senior level, a hundred-man melee!

It was night, and Ming was continuing to lead the elves to train in the dream world.

And he tried to meditate in his dreams to improve his spiritual power, hoping to use teleportation one day.

Another unremarkable training night.

It's another day of daily cooking.

When Ming came to the arena, Brady almost got there on the back foot.

"Mingzheng, did you sleep well?"

Seeing Brady's excitement, Mingzheng always felt that he was very much like his own wind speed dog.

Well, alive and kicking.

"It's okay, you..."

"Or singles and doubles? I can do it!"

Mingzheng: ...

I actually just wanted to ask if you slept well.

"Well, singles and doubles, the record continues."

"Okay, okay, then I'll sign up too, and I should be able to meet you!"

Mingzheng: ...

In fact, it’s okay if you say that you can arrange it directly, the young master of the Bain family.

Mingzheng shook his head, he didn't know where to start after forgetting too many flaws.

Let's fight.

Sure enough, after a while Brady became excited and ran over.

In less than 10 minutes, both Mingzheng and him were read by the radio.

"Mingzheng, let's fight!"

Mingzheng nodded as if coping, but had no choice but to keep up.

Ten minutes later, Shuttlecock Flower was unscathed, while Yan Tu'er half-kneeled on the ground panting heavily.

Opposite them, Prince Bo was covered in purple, lying on his back after being deeply poisoned.

Kirulian's body was covered in black marks and redness, all from the damage caused by Yantu'er's flame kick and surprise attack.

"Prince Bo and Kirulian both lost their ability to fight, Shuttleflower and Yantuer won!

The winner of this competition is - Mingzheng! "

Brady let out a long sigh and took his elf back.

Lost again!

And lost to Yantu'er who had just broken through.

However, that shuttlecock flower... is really scary!