Chapter 453

Dark's mental power gradually focused.

His fingers moved in the card pack, and finally gave up "Tailmon" and prepared to let "Leomon" come out to see the world.

"Leomon", who had never been on the battlefield, urgently needed some experience.

And he could already feel that Devimon was about to finish his time...

Many third-year seniors looked at Devimon with impatience.

"Devimon", who appeared and disappeared like a loach in the duel field and constantly slaughtered babies, had already harvested countless malice.

It was time to change a magic elf and let the righteous Leomon elder brother wash the eyes of the seniors.

Dark silently began to summon "Ball Sea Lion" and "Wrestling Eagle Man", preparing to sacrifice them as sacrifices.

Probably because he hadn't made any moves for nearly 20 minutes since the start of the game, so there was nothing around him, and there was no magic elf around him at all...

This time the sacrifice summoning went very smoothly, and the "Lionmon" that emerged from the sacrifice summoning array knelt on one knee with a righteous look on his face.

The appearance of such a charming magic elf once again attracted the attention of Dark Dimon.

Especially the Lord of the Free City, Montilfarli, was instantly attracted by this warrior with a "brave temperament"!

Tall and mighty, domineering, full of justice, and sticking to gentleness.

No matter which characteristic, it is a strike zone for Lord Montilfarli.

Compared with that demon beast, this lion beast is simply another extreme!

This made Lord Montilfarli think of her deceased husband. Although her husband was not tall, he was very similar to this lion beast in terms of justice and gentleness.

But why can a magic elf make people have such an impression the first time they see it?

As a warrior, Lord Montilfarli suddenly came to her senses.

She looked at Leomon with doubts again.

"Mom, don't you think the sword in Devilmon's hand is more suitable for this big lion?"

Aurora's casual words.

Her eyes became solemn.

...

If Tailmon's "brave talent" is introverted and profound.

Then Leomon's "brave talent" is exposed and ostentatious.

The special move "Heart of Justice" makes it seem like it has a halo of justice. Even if it just stands there, it will make people feel trust unconsciously.

...

"Do you want to practice?"

A voice suddenly sounded from a distance and reached Dark's ears.

Dark turned his head and saw the second-year aristocratic school senior, Marie Bond, reaching out her hand and provoking with her index finger.

Marie, who has a single ponytail and is clean and cool, is somewhat famous in the academy.

But Dark's impression of her still comes from the Halloween event, when she kicked Scott's three-eyed squid away.

That kind of delicate violence, the clean and neat way of handling things, and the confidence in her own strength are all very eye-catching.

"Are you a fighting magic elf?" Mary smiled as she saw Dark turn around.

The magic elf standing next to her was a tiger man in a green cloth shirt!

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Chapter 382 Dark Dimon's Brave Lion (13.5/233)

Looking for someone to fight in the audition melee, should I say it's really Mary's style?

Dark Dimon tapped the magic card of [Curse Cage: Impmon], and Impmon, which had degenerated because the effect of "Pride III" disappeared, returned to the magic card.

This impatient demon species finally disappeared in front of everyone.

But when they thought that the sword in Devilmon's hand was also going to be at the end, it suddenly moved.

The single eye in the center of the hilt quietly opened, and the ribbon from the tail of the hilt gradually became longer, with fingers at the end like a hand.

It did not show obvious characteristics of a magic elf, but just flew quickly in front of Dark Dimon and stood in mid-air.

Dark did not reach out to grab it, nor did he equip it on Leomon.

The attack power increased by weapons such as swords can basically be exerted by relying on weapons.

Even if Leomon is equipped with the "Single Sword Sheath", if it still attacks with fists, it will not increase its attack.

Now that Senior Sister Mary has made an open invitation, Dark certainly has no reason not to accept the challenge.

"Leomon, are you interested?"

Leomon looked at the tiger man with a serious look, and after a while, turned to look at Dark.

Dark said: "Crazy Tiger, five-star magic elf, fighting system, fixed ultimate move "Crazy Tiger Fist"."

As for magic attack and defense...

The magic attack and defense of the magic elves with the same name are actually different, and they cannot be nailed down.

But the magic attack and defense of the "Frenzy Tiger" should not be lower than that of the "Leomon".

Both sides are bird-beast and fighting magic elves, and it is a battle between lions and tigers. On the surface, the data is evenly matched.

But who is stronger and who is weaker in fact will only be known after the battle.

Leomon stretched his muscles and bones, and his eyes gradually became more eager to fight. He nodded heavily to Dark.

"Then let's fight!"

...

The two sides hit it off.

Mary casually clicked off the blessing spell on the "Frenzy Tiger", allowing it to face Leomon in the most basic state.

"Roar!"

The mad tiger received the order and roared suddenly.

The king's pressure broke out.

Leomon suddenly shuddered, and posed a Wing Chun-like stance towards the War Tiger - this was learned from the wrestling eagle man.

As soon as this move was performed, it gave people a very professional feeling.

Mary was even more interested, and immediately shouted; "War Tiger, Wild Tiger Fist!"

The War Tiger leaned forward, pounced fiercely, the tiger claws touched the ground, and the limbs ran fast, as fast as lightning.

Although the intelligence level of the War Tiger was only 2.0 of the normal magic elves, Mary had always used it as a sparring partner. Even pigs have fighting instincts after long training, let alone magic elves.

Moreover, there was already a trace of spiritual attraction between her and the War Tiger, which was a sign of the formation of "bonds".

Only a few seconds later, the War Tiger had already rushed to the front of Leomon, and it shook its limbs, jumped up, and its back arched like a bridge. The strength of its body gathered from the bottom to the top, and the tiger claws suddenly clenched into a fist, smashing Leomon's head from top to bottom.

The Berserker's movements were so fast and agile that it didn't look like a stiff magic elf at all.

Facing the first great enemy since its birth, Leomon instantly stepped back and made some distance.

Then when the Berserker's punch missed, it calmly punched its head.

This punch was powerful and had a domineering temperament.

The Berserker dodged sideways at the critical moment, but was still hit on the left shoulder.

It pounced from above, its body was unstable, and it was hit by the punch again when it landed, and it rolled sideways and screamed.

But just when Leomon was relaxed, the Berserker, who had rolled a distance, suddenly turned over again, and between its hind legs, it suddenly burst out with a powerful speed, and a tiger claw fiercely grabbed Leomon's waist.

Leomon couldn't dodge in time, and was hit by the claw, and the magic power immediately flowed.

But it didn't even frown, and its huge fist hit the back of the mad tiger's head from top to bottom, knocking it to the ground.

The mad tiger groaned, but its claws supported the ground in time, and the part behind the waist swung as if consciously, and the tiger tail like a steel whip swept towards Leomon.

Leomon was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and grabbed it with his left hand, and then added his right hand, and with both hands, he grabbed the tiger's tail and waved it vigorously, pulling the mad tiger lying on the ground off the ground, turning violently in the air, and smashing it to the ground.

"POOM!"

It can be clearly seen that the mad tiger that was knocked to the ground, its chin fell directly to the ground, and its face was instantly distorted.

Even Dark didn't expect that Leomon could gain such an advantage in this encounter.

But after gaining the advantage, Leomon did not pursue the victory, but waited for the mad tiger to recover with great grace.

It stood with its hands behind its back, showing its demeanor.

…

At this time, two magic elves suddenly whizzed past its head, but neither of them looked down at them.

The players who were still fighting were obviously not interested in the duel between them.

In addition, both Dark and Mary were favorable competitors for the top eight. Since these two wanted to play a duel in the melee, most people were happy to see it happen.

In addition, the players were actually quite interested in their duel. When they commanded their magic elves to fight, they would look at them from time to time.

…

With only two breaths, the Crazy Tiger stood up again.

It regrouped under Mary's command and built up momentum.

When the momentum was built to the peak, it suddenly took a step forward.

One step, two steps, three steps, each step heavier.

When the third step was taken, the whole person leaped forward again, suddenly roared like a tiger, clenched his claws and fists, and blasted out like lightning.

This time, he used a special move - "Crazy Tiger Fist"!

Leomon looked solemn and tried to parry, but the "Crazy Tiger Fist" focused on the word "crazy". The punch came out like a storm, and there was no trace at all.

Leomon could only cross his hands to block.

The speed of the Crazy Tiger's punches became faster and faster, and it actually made its arms swollen.

"Roar!"

After punching for a full half minute, the Crazy Tiger roared and threw the last punch with all the momentum in his body.

When the punch was thrown, it seemed that a giant tiger pounced on its prey behind it, moving forward with its long arms.

Leomon was actually knocked back by this punch.

"The center of gravity sinks."

After flying backwards for several meters, Leomon retreated with one foot, the center of gravity sank, dragged half a meter, and finally landed on the ground.

It panted heavily, and its forearms trembled constantly, consuming a lot of physical strength.

"How is it?"

Mary's mouth curled slightly, and she was quite satisfied with the performance of her own war pet.

She was indeed proud enough to train a magic elf with an intelligence of 2.0 to this level.

But after being proud, she felt a little regretful.

Before the "bond" was formed, the Berserker still lacked some independent consciousness and was far less potential than Dark's Leomon.

Facing Mary's provocation, Dark only pondered: "Leomon, have you learned it?"

Leomon nodded slightly, and his hands gradually moved.

Then it slowly walked towards the Berserker, and when it got close, its body suddenly accelerated.

One step, two steps, three steps, each step heavier.

By the third step, its momentum was already high, and there was no trace of the decline that had just been defeated.