The Wonderful Journey of the Elf

"Look, look, it's the flame runner coming here."

In a building on the side of the main street of East Street in Quartz Town, Lan Fang listened to the noise coming from the window. He tilted his head, skillfully avoided Ghost Stone's tongue attack, and headed east of the cleared route in the middle of the crowd. Look.

I saw a black-haired girl wearing short-sleeved sportswear in the winter running slowly at the front, followed closely by several armored vehicles. The large speakers installed on the vehicles occasionally issued slogans. Accompanied by two rows of honor guards, it was also full of ceremony.

As for the black-haired girl who acted as the runner of the torch, she held the torch tightly in her left hand and waved her right hand slightly. Her hair, which was neither long nor short, was tied into a single ponytail by a leather band. She faced the onlookers of so many people during the run. She didn't waver at all, her breathing was very steady, and you could feel the sports spirit she represented at a glance, and she ran towards the quartz sports ground without looking away.

Little Nazhi was standing next to Lan Fang. Like a curious baby, she followed Lan Fang to observe the information from the outside world from top to bottom. She asked unabashedly, "Brother, isn't it just a fire? There's nothing interesting to see." , is the holy fire really the flame of the Flame Bird? Why do I think it is an ordinary flame?"

Faced with little Nazi's question, Lan Fang couldn't laugh or cry. He shook his head and said, "Nazi, you asked the wrong person. My eldest brother is not a flame runner. How can he know whether it is the flame of the Flame Bird? But What you said makes sense, maybe it is indeed an ordinary flame."

After saying that, Lan Fang did not pay attention to Xiao Nazhi's thoughtful expression, and directly withdrew from the state of concentration, secretly thinking in his heart, "This is Dama Lanqi who is responsible for coordinating various alliance conferences." The president is really good. I originally thought that the Silver Conference in Johto used the flames of the Entei to pretend to be the flames of the Phoenix King. It turned out that the Quartz Conference was even weirder. They used ordinary flames from the beginning. Is the flame of the fake flame bird really so afraid of being snatched away?"

After complaining about the alliance's tungsten operation, Lan Fang knew that they would not show the real life until the opening ceremony. In addition, he was not very interested in the flame bird's fire, so he decisively returned to the living room from the window, unusually calm. I sat on the sofa, turned on the TV, and watched the contestants of this year objectively introduced by the so-called experts on unpopular channels.

Xiao Nazhi followed Lan Fang closely to the sofa, and suddenly found a tongue sticking out of the air without any warning, and sneaking towards Lan Fang from the side.

And Xiao Nazi has become accustomed to this kind of situation in the past few days. Instead of stopping it, she opened her eyes wide, covered her mouth and kept silent, covering the sneak attack of Ghost Stone, her eyes flashing with excitement. Sexy, seems to be looking forward to Lan Fang being licked.

Seeing the tongue getting closer and closer to the back of Lan Fang's head, Lan Fang, who was still listening to Zhuanjiaxia's nonsense, seemed to notice something. He tilted his head again and dodged the attack. At the same time, Shi La was attached to his left hand. Bi's strength pushed hard, he caught his tongue in his hand and pulled it hard.

"Ow"

The caught Ghost Stone screamed, and the figure's body was forcefully pulled out of the air by Lan Fang, and was thrown heavily under the sofa.

Secretary Tang Xiaoyi was still surprised when he saw this scene, but he was no longer as shocked as before.

Lan Fang subconsciously looked down at the green mark transferred to his left hand, grinned at Ghost Stone and said, "I told you not to evolve in such a hurry, wait until your concealment ability is stronger, but you still don't believe it, now you Do you know you are wrong?”

Ghost Stone, who was pretending to be dead under the sofa, suddenly floated up in anger. It was obvious that its screams just now were just pretending.

A slightly unconvinced face made a face at Lan Fang. Ghost Stone knew that he had missed another good opportunity today, and immediately stopped hiding next to Lan Fang. With a sad face, the baby bird flew towards Pokejigu like returning to its nest. Who knew it was so It's so big, how dare you ask Pokjigu to comfort it.

At this time, Pokejigu was taking the child of the marsupial dragon lying on the head of the Overlord flower, basking in the low-temperature sun and sucking the nectar.

Seeing Ghost Stone running over, Pokjigu immediately waved in a friendly manner, and soon found the other person's tearful appearance. Without much thought, it directly distributed a piece of happiness to Ghost Stone.

From a distance, Lan Fang rolled his eyes speechlessly when he saw Ghost Stone enjoying a wave of happiness for nothing, and he was really too lazy to complain about this guy.

At the same time, Xiao Nazhi's voice came at the right time: "Brother, you are so powerful, Ghost Stone can no longer attack you more and more."

When Lan Fang heard this, he felt quite proud and said with a smile, "Haha, that's for sure. You don't even know who the eldest brother is. If he still wants to sneak attack me, that's ten years too early."

Ghost Stone, who was hanging around in Pokjigu's side, might have heard Lan Fang boasting about it, and screamed twice in dissatisfaction, trying to scare them. After all, if Lan Fang didn't think it was not strong enough, it would always It has evolved long ago.

Unfortunately, Lan Fang and Xiao Nazhi both have extremely strong superpowers, and it is almost impossible for Ghost Stone to scare them.

Therefore, Tang Xiaoyi, the secretary, suffered a disaster and was almost scared to death by the ghost stone.

Tang Xiaoyi patted her well-developed chest in fear and glared at it fiercely, but she didn't say anything, knowing that this ghost would soon be taught a lesson.

Sure enough, a bad wind suddenly blew by, and the cunning Tengu came to Overlord Flower's side at some point, and next to it was Ghost Stone with a banana fan mark on his face.

It was strange that Ghost Stone could feel better after being slapped for no reason. He didn't care whether he could beat the opponent or not, and just rushed forward.

But the cunning tengu also felt that he was justified. There was no other way to deal with this guy who was noisy about his little baby's elf egg, except to beat him, so he immediately went up to him and chased the ghost stone away, making him cry and howl for a while.

If Bokejigu hadn't quickly stopped both parties when he saw signs of things getting serious, Lan Fang might have had to personally stop it.

After watching the introductions made by the experts to the contestants for a while, Lan Fang also had a certain understanding of the overall level of the contestants in this Quartz Conference, and thought that it would not be a big problem to win the first place.

But the question is whether after winning the Quartz Conference championship, we should take advantage of the victory to challenge the Four Heavenly Kings.

However, when he thought that the mythical beast man "Dakdo" in the Sinnoh region did not dare to do this, Lan Fang decisively gave up the idea, and it was better to put safety first.

Lan Fang clapped his hands to attract the attention of the free elves in the large room. Lan Fang pointed at the Cunning Tengu and Ghost Channel who were both slightly injured. "The game will be held soon tomorrow." , you guys go back to the trouble, don’t make too much trouble, and you’d better not leave any injuries on your body, otherwise I won’t let you participate in the war.”

I originally thought that Lan Fang was going to lecture his Ghost Stone in front of other friends. When he heard this, he suddenly became very energetic. He had not fought much before and was very interested in this. He clasped his two Ghost Claws tightly. , hitting a few shadow punches on the spot, showing an "I'm strong" look.

However, when the Cunning Tengu saw Ghost Stone like this, he shouted with disdain, strongly expressing that this guy was too weak and would hold everyone back.

Most of the elves in Lan Fang shouted in agreement, feeling that what the Cunning Tengu said was very reasonable. Only a few elves with lower levels and knowing that they were too weak did not interrupt. They obviously knew that such a conference-level In the game, even if they are allowed to play, they will be killed instantly.

Lan Fang glanced around and nodded involuntarily. In fact, he didn't really agree with those elves who had not reached level 60 to participate in the competition.

Of course, if you are lucky and meet a rookie as good as Izuzu at the conference, Lanfang will randomly select a few weaker elves to practice with.

With a wave of his hand, Lan Fang dismissed all the elves, letting them have a good rest and prepare for tomorrow's battle. He took out the introduction to super powers and studied it while playing with the elf flag with Xiao Nazhi. .

"bang bang"

The next day, Friday, December 12, with a series of fireworks surrounding the Quartz Stadium, the three-day Quartz Conference preliminaries league battle officially kicked off.

At this time, Lan Fang, who had already participated in the Silver Conference, asked Tang Xiaoyi and Zeng Xiaotuan to accompany Xiao Nazi to watch the match outside, while he sneaked into a certain battlefield in Area C of the trial at the right time.

Arriving at this medium-sized battlefield, one of the league referees was already on standby. He looked at Lan Fang, who was the first to arrive, nodded and said, "Player Lan Fang, your opponent hasn't arrived yet, you can Choose a station direction first.”

Lan Fang shrugged, indicating that he understood, and walked to the nearest south side with an indifferent expression, and quietly took a nap against the fence.

But before Lan Fang could close his eyes and relax for two minutes, a young man in gray casual clothes ran in and asked, "Referee, referee, am I late?"

The referee compared the list in his hand with the boy's face. After confirming that it was correct, he said seriously, "Player Ding Le, you are not late. Can the game start now?"

The young man named Ding Le took a deep breath and relaxed a lot when he heard that he was not late.

Ding Le looked at Lan Fang across from him curiously. After seeing the red and black robe Lan Fang was wearing, Ding Le's eyes lit up and he felt that the other party's outfit was really cool.

Lan Fang didn't know that he had gained a little fanboy without knowing it. He slowly opened his eyes and walked to the opposite battlefield without saying a word, indicating that he was ready.

Seeing this, Ding Le took a minute to adjust his breathing and came face to face with Lan Fang, looking at him with a serious look on his face.

Lan Fang saw that Ding Le had been looking at him, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, wondering if there was something dirty on his face.

Lan Fang, who had already planned a quick victory, quickly suppressed this idea and shouted to the league referee "Referee, I'm ready" almost at the same time as Ding Le x2

The league referee was also unambiguous about this kind of preliminaries. He announced simply and rudely, "Okay, this preliminaries will be played in a 1v1 format. The winner will be promoted and the loser will be eliminated until there are 48 players left."

"I hope you can use your strongest strength to defeat your opponent in this battle. Now I announce that both sides will release the elves at the same time, and the game will begin."

As the referee finished speaking, Ding Le decisively took out a main elf that had been prepared and threw it out. For a good start in the first game, he would never allow himself to fail.

"I'll leave this to you, come out, Dashi Hua"

Lan Fang, on the other hand, patted his pockets very happily and said, "Smelly smelly mud, it's your turn to play."

When the smelly mud in his pocket, which usually shrunk and hid inside, heard this, his body drew a black shadow on the ground and jumped out directly. Lan Fang and Ding Le's elves appeared on the field almost at the same time.

The big flower opposite, about two meters tall, seemed to be well-cultivated. Its fat body was twisting and turning, and it was extremely flexible. The leaves were very green. Lan Fang could tell at a glance that it was in good condition.

Ding Le on the opposite side was different. He looked at the small ball of smelly mud on the field and was dumbfounded. He felt that the smelly mud was too small. He was very happy and felt that he would definitely win this time. .

But at this moment, Shou Shou Mu released his shrinking state, and in the horrified eyes of Da Shi Hua and Ding Le, he grew bigger and bigger like a balloon, and finally turned into a behemoth more than 4 meters tall.

The frightened Ding Le didn't know what to say. He secretly thought that how could such a big stinky mud attack the big food flower?

However, Ding Le was at a loss, which did not mean that Lan Fang would be like him. There was no order of attack in the preliminaries, so it was definitely better to strike first, so he decisively commanded Xiang Shou Ni to use fire fists and freezing fists arrogantly. Crushed over.

Ding Le, who came back to his senses, immediately knew that he had been careless, and quickly directed Da Shihua to counterattack, hoping to reverse the adverse trend that came with being taken away from the first attack.

But it is very regrettable that even if Ding Le reacted quickly later, how could he, a big food flower in his early 60s, be the opponent of Shou Shou Ni?

Seizing the opportunity, Shou Xiu Mu immediately hit him with a combination of fire fists and freezing fists, leaving Da Shihua without any ability to parry. She lay motionless on the ground in an instant. It was a disastrous defeat.

Ding Le was startled at this moment. He felt like a leopard charging head-first into an RB soldier. The feeling of powerlessness could not be described in words.

Ding Le originally thought that no matter how bad he was, he could get back to the top 16, but who knew that the final result would be in vain, and even in this situation, the TV stations would not report it.

When he thought that this was the result of his hard work in traveling and earning eight badges in a year, Ding Le quickly broke down. With a sad face, he collected the Big Food Flower with a Poké Ball, and then ran outside crying. , secretly decided in his heart that he would never attend the alliance conference again until his strength became stronger.

Lan Fang scratched his head in embarrassment. He didn't expect that this person's psychological defense would be so weak. He slowly squatted down and took back the smelly mud that had shrunk again and crawled over. Amidst the referee's announcement, he directly Left the small battle arena of the preliminaries league.

The Wonderful Journey of the Elf