Everyone else is a trainer, but you are a swordsman?

On the playing field.

"Mahuo..."

By this time, Ma'la had barely managed to stand up, her body covered in sand and dirt, her beautiful and neatly combed hair now in a mess, and her wounds were aching slightly.

Rock Rush is a rock-type skill, and Lycanroc's physical attack is not low, so it caused serious damage to it with just one encounter. If it is hit again like this, it will not be able to withstand it.

"Mane Rock Werewolf, keep going! The opponent's health is almost gone!"

Xiao Tong, who had the upper hand, continued to give orders, not giving Malanla and Feng any time to breathe.

The pressure is on the forward.

He raised his eyebrows, not expecting the other party to have something.

Use Roar to replace the enhanced Wind Elf with Magma, and with Sand Pulling + Rock Charge, the speed is already extremely fast.

If it was just one of them, he could still handle it, but when two "fast" were combined, it would be difficult for Malanla to catch the opponent's movements.

In this situation, our team has fallen into a passive state. We can't lock onto the target even with our skills and characteristics. Even if we use Hold, we can only hold once and can't turn the situation around...

However, the opponent's skills were not guaranteed to hit, and there were still ways to dodge them. Feng then ordered: "Ma-la, Shadow Clone."

"Ma-chan~"

In an instant, Ma'la seemed to be copied, and more "Ma'la" soon appeared around it, causing the rushing Werewolf to stop and hesitate, not knowing which one to attack.

Xiao Tong narrowed his eyes and tried to identify them. After noticing that one of the figures would be affected by the sandstorm, he immediately gave the order: "Maned Werewolf, attack the third one from the left!"

"Ow!"

The Mane Rock Werewolf believed in Xiao Tong unconditionally. His figure flashed again, turning into a flashing white light, and slammed heavily into the clone of Ma-la, and actually hit the original body!

"Mahuo!"

A look of shock appeared on Ma'la's face, and he was knocked out again, but fortunately he reacted in time and used the defense skill, so he did not suffer any damage.

But just as it stabilized its body, Xiao Tong's order came again, like a death spell, making Malanla feel the urgent pressure.

"The Mane Rock Werewolf, the final charge!"

Seeing that Xiao Tong's team was full of high morale, but he himself was at a disadvantage, he inadvertently began to reflect on himself.

All along, his continuous victories, both openly and secretly, made him underestimate his opponents, especially when facing these "little brats" who were about the same age as him, which made him feel that his "dimensionality reduction attack" should be no problem.

You should know that even quasi-king masters such as Huanyao and Miyano were easily toyed with by Feng, and gym leader-level trainers such as Nagai, Ryoko, Murakami, Matsudaira, and Xiaoyu were even more defeated by him.

In this match, he didn't take the previous two advanced and elite matches seriously at all, and the focus of his tactics was on the battle with Piao Tai.

But who knows.

This dark-skinned young man in front of him, whose name he had never heard of before, could actually use such a sophisticated tactic...

"It's interesting, but... it's not enough."

However, even so, Feng remained calm. His long-term experience prevented him from being disturbed by headwinds and disadvantages. He came up with several solutions after just a little thought.

The next time the rock charge came, Ma'la could no longer dodge or defend, and couldn't even exchange blood with the opponent because it would be attacked before it could react.

If all else fails, I'll just have to use the Wind Fairy to take the beating, but it needs to set up the field first...

Wait, react now, attack first...

Does Malanla still have a trick up her sleeve?

A light flashed through his mind, and he shouted: "Ma-la, use quick hands to fight back!"

"Mahuo!"

Hearing Feng's words, a brown light of fighting suddenly appeared on Malanla's body. He felt that his senses suddenly became sharp. With a turn of his eyes, he noticed the movement trajectory of the Mane Werewolf Chongyan.

At this time, the werewolf had opened its bloody mouth and pounced forward ferociously, its eyes full of determination to win. The rock energy emanating from its body made Ma'la instinctively feel disgusted.

Sudden.

Malanla slightly turned sideways, quickly raised his right claw and struck upwards, his palm overflowing with fighting energy. His movements looked somewhat like a martial artist's outstretched palm strike.

"bang"

As Malanla exerted force, the "palm" happened to hit the jaw of the rushing werewolf, and the fighting energy exploded instantly.

"Ow!"

The Werewolf's charge was interrupted. It howled in pain and fell backwards, its eyes rolled up slightly and saliva flew out of its mouth uncontrollably.

"Mane Rock Werewolf, quickly adjust your body shape and use hold!"

Xiao Tong said anxiously, he knew that this sudden attack would be followed by a series of combos, and only by defending quickly could he stabilize the situation.

however.

The Mane Rock Werewolf actually... flinched at this moment.

"Ma--!"

A sinister grin appeared on Ma'la's face. He moved his wrist briefly, making a "crunching" sound, as if to say...

Are you done fighting?

Now...it's my turn!

Feng's face was also covered with a smile again, and he ordered: "Malanla, kick from the lower body, attack its hind legs and knee joints!"

Hearing Feng's words, the expressions of the motionless Lycanroc and its trainer Xiao Tong changed synchronously.

Ma'la lowered his gaze, grinning grimly as he lifted his leg, instantly enveloping it with fighting energy, aiming it at a single spot on the Mane Rock Werewolf...

"bang"

"Ow!"

The Maned Rock Werewolf let out a shrill cry, and felt as if the joints of its hind legs, which it used for movement and exertion, were broken. It felt an unbearable pain, causing it to break out in a cold sweat and almost faint.

"Werewolf of the Maned Rock, hold on! Roar quickly!" Xiao Tong was also very anxious and shouted at the top of his voice.

Even though the Mane Rock Werewolf was caught by Ma'la and his leg was injured, the situation was taking a turn for the worse, but he had not given up yet. He was still thinking about struggling and replacing Ma'la to find an opportunity.

But Feng will not do as he wishes.

"Majula, feeling of oppression!"

Just as the werewolf was about to roar, the bright blood-red gem in the center of Ma'la's forehead suddenly shone with light.

The scarlet light seemed like a soul-stirring light from the abyss, or like a magic wand that could shock people, shining directly at the Werewolf.

"Ow..."

In an instant, the Werewolf stood there as if it had been cast under a spell of immobilization. Its originally aggressive eyes became dull and lifeless, and the roar that was about to come out of its mouth was swallowed back into its stomach.

"Ma-la, attack its head with the tiles!"

Feng continued to give orders from behind.

"Mahuo!"

Malanla yelled fiercely, and after gathering fighting energy in his palms and legs, it was finally his palms' turn.

"Snapped"

It raised its palm, jumped up, and used the "Force to Split Huashan" move to hit the Mane Rock Werewolf on the top of the head. This immediately woke the latter from his daze, and he finally started to howl.

"Ow!"

But after barking once, it collapsed to the ground, falling at Ma'la's feet like a dog.

"The Mane Rock Werewolf cannot fight, Malanla wins, and the winner is Qingmu Feng from Zhuqing School!" The referee immediately announced.

A silence.

Ever since the Werewolf was hit by Kuaishou's counterattack, the cheers from the audience had gradually weakened. Until Malanla continued his "brutal" attack, the audience was silent.

They stared at the scene with their mouths open, their eyes filled with horror, disappointment, or anger, but as if by tacit agreement, they all fell silent...