After thinking for a while, Caidou wields his right hand and the elf ball is spinning and throwing it out.

In the white light, her octopus warrior appeared again. The previously exhausted physical strength was not fully compensated, and the tired look overflowed.

The small fist was clenched tightly and swung forward vigorously. Caidou shouted: "Eight-clawed martial artist, take out his momentum! Tide spin!"

"Otto!"

The eight-claw martial artist, who was greeted by the blow, was filled with energy, and waved his tentacles, countless vortexes condensed on the field, gathering towards the direction of Sun Ibrahimovic.

With the blessing of rain, the tide spiral of all efforts completely enveloped the entire venue, and the wind and water shone together, as if the storm waves were storming on the field.

"Good venue use, this kid's level is very high, and it looks like Filio will be in a little trouble."

Dr. Ogi nodded and praised.

Kikuko smiled indifferently: "The tactics of Sun Ibrahimovic and Dream Demon are not as monotonous as you imagined, let's see."

"?"

Dr. Oki was puzzled, but Kikuko didn't say much, but just thought of the little things in the previous special training and smiled without saying a word.

While the two old men were talking, the sun Ibrahimovic on the field was not concerned about the water flowing around him and directly used the reflection wall.

The transparent light curtain appears and disappears in the rain, bringing a sense of peace and heaviness.

The purple Phantom was running at high speed, and the soft flesh was extremely stable on the slippery road. The leftovers worn on the body injected continuous energy into the body, as if they were fighting for a long time.

In rainy days, this is also an unexpected conventional tactic.

Caidou was also very clear that the seriously injured Zhan Wulang used the rain to seek for him to last, and the tactic of delaying time was not good for her. Her eyes turned and followed the sun Ibrahimovic who rushed left and right.

With her excellent dynamic vision, she quickly adapted to the speed of Sun Ibrahimovic, and a tactic that happened to suit the situation came to her mind.

"Octopus martial artist, use surfing!"

Under rainy days, the environmental factors are applied to the extreme, and the huge blue octopus evokes huge waves that cover the sky and the sun and rushes forward.

Under the undifferentiated attack on the whole audience, even the lights on the venue were blocked, and Nazi had to go up to the air under the protection of Hudi, reaching a place where the situation could be seen better, with a slightly frown.

Under such an offensive, dodging has no meaning at all.

Facing the unavoidable sun Ibrahimovic, the eight-clawed martial artist who soared into the sky with the water force rushed down directly, capturing Yang Ibrahimovic, who had lost his balance in the surging water flow.

The posture of [宝] has been completed.

"Well done! Octopus Martial Artist, chopping the tiles and dancing wildly!"

With a shout, Caidou showed joy on his face, and immediately took advantage of the situation to start a pursuit, and he decided to make a final decision.

But through the thin stream of rain, she saw the strange expression on Filio's face.

That is the satisfaction and pride of seeing prey enter the net.

But the thick tentacles swung down quickly, and the tree was already ready and there was no time to adjust.

"Crack--Bang"

The heavy blow fell on Sun Ibrahimovic, and the reflective wall shattered in response to the sound, hitting the muscles firmly.

No one could help but frown slightly when he heard the voice, but the Octopus Martial Artist had no joy on his face, but instead showed a little panic.

The next moment, a louder roar rang in everyone's ears.

"boom--"

The huge force directly knocked away the eight-clawed martial artist who thought he was successful, and his stance was self-defeating.

In the silent telepathy, the long-term transformation of defense into offense is released.

That is the combination of predicting the future and spiritual impact, the real finale.

"I'll go! What the hell?!"

Ajin blurted out, and Ayin, who was beside him, also widened his eyes.

In their eyes, a truly giant creature was knocked away by the sun Ibrahimovic, who was as small as a cat and was not stronger than his own, and it hit hard on the energy barrier at the edge of the field and slowly slipped down.

The incomparable visual impact shocked the two people who had seen the world and stood up immediately.

And this is just the beginning of the offensive that mercury pours out of the earth.

Sun Ibrahimovic, who has always been known for his elegance, now ignored the scars on his body and was as powerful as a rainbow. After knocking away the eight-clawed martial artist, he ran forward without hesitation.

Superpowers are entangled around the body, thought waves condense, and spiritual strong thoughts are seamlessly connected. The surging superpower waves are rushing towards the already dizzy eight-clawed martial artist.

"Is this...tactic?!"

Dr. Oki looked at Kikuko incredibly, unable to believe that this was a method his old friend's disciple would use.

Faced with Oki's shock, Kikuko casually picked up the teacup: "No matter how good the tactic is, it requires a decisive method. What the little guy lacks is never power, but the ability to truly make himself believe that he has the ability to do all this. It is not much worse than the dream demon, it just has no confidence."

"I'm not talking about this..." Dr. Oki's mouth twitched slightly, "This is not very similar to you, Kikuko, don't you like this kind of straight-forward fighting style the most?"

"Is there any? Why don't I remember?"

Kuzu turned her head and curled her mouth slightly.

"So that's it...it seems like this is really an interesting little guy."

Damu saw a little bit of it, smiled and sighed, but only brought a roll of eyes.

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[Facing a strong enemy, even if you cannot win, you must strive to get a draw!]

Sun Ibrahimovic had already reached the Octopus Martial Artist, and his father's teachings appeared in Caidou's mind.

Although cruel and harsh, it is the way to win and win.

Caidou had no distractions in her mind, and at this moment, there was no other tactics.

The eyes narrowed, and the firm fighting girl waved her hand and ordered: "Eight-clawed martial artist, stand up and use it for tooth!"

“Oh…Oh…!”

The eight-clawed martial artist, who was suffering from pain everywhere, struggled to get up. The four most severely injured tentacles trembled slightly, but they still stood tall, squinted their eyes and hunched their backs, like a sumo wrestler who knew they were at a disadvantage but was still waiting for the battle, facing the attack of Ibrahimovic head-on.

The tentacles fell back, and the white light lingered. This was the Jedi counterattack that it and Caidou achieved their best in one battle!

"call--"

Superpower surged, but it suddenly disappeared in the moment before contacting it, like bubbles rising from the rain, disappearing invisible.

Sun Ibrahimovic's figure was like an elf dancing in the rain, with his limbs low, he stepped hard, twisted his body skillfully, and passed by the eight-clawed martial artist, avoiding the falling tentacles.

"Dong!"

The tentacles fell to the ground, and the ground trembled faintly, but they failed to hit the cunning opponent. Instead, they exhausted their strength and revealed countless flaws.

This time, Caidou's response was still under Philio's prediction.

Her tactics and psychology were seen through at a glance by Filio, who was skilled in this, and she could read it clearly.

"It's the Miare Conference's move again... It's really a trick to make the real ones."

Amid Caidou's shock and panic, A Yin in the stands recalled the skills he had been very grateful for but could not learn a few months ago. He shook his head in vain, and sighed in his words.

Jin Laowu was whispering: "What? I want to watch the video of that scene!"

"What are you watching? You can't learn it even if you watch the ring matches, and it's a waste of time."

With a sneer and a sarcastic voice, A Yin was too lazy to even have an extra look for the poor student beside him, but just looked at the venue steadily.

"Don't talk too much, the winner will be decided."

As soon as the words were finished, the shining superpower light lit up on the battlefield, and the rain retreated for it. This is the full strength of the Sun Ibrahimovic and the real spiritual strong thought.

After losing his last chance to turn the tables, the Octopus, who was particularly bulky than the Sun Ibrahimovic, was like a living target.

Behind him is a corner of the venue. Whether it is reaction speed or space, it has no chance to dodge or retreat.

"boom--"

As the wave of spiritual strong thoughts surged, its last power was also taken away, and he could only fall to the ground with reluctance and fall into a sleep.

Even the light of the energy barrier flashed continuously, and it was almost in danger of breaking.

"The Octopus Martial Arts loses its combat ability, and the winner is Sun Ibrahimovic! The score is 5-3, and Philio is temporarily leading. Please change the Pokémon player to the field."

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The wind and rain stopped, the tide whirled and broke, and only the accumulated water and mud in the potholes remained on the field.

The sun Ibrahimovic, who had won two cities, was already a little heavy, and he was too lazy to throw away even the water stains on his body. The tricky lilac light was so weak that it was difficult to detect.

The Octopus Martial Artist's heavy blow and the fierce attack just now have almost wiped out its physical strength.

As it staggered, it slowly walked back to Philip and stood still again.

It has never been proud of its body, even with the blessing of mysterious cosmic energy, it is not easy to get to this point. The ruby ​​on its forehead is flashing, which is a signal of fatigue.
To be continued...