Golden City is indeed an extremely prosperous metropolis. Even the headquarters of Siruf Company is located in the center of the city, looking down arrogantly at the people coming and going in a hurry below.

After drifting on the sea for many days, he still could not recover, and after more than two days of physical training, Xiao Mao was not in a hurry to challenge the Golden Gym, but rested for half a day in this well-connected metropolis.

Like all cities with a fast pace of life, people living here are in a hurry. After Xiaomao replenished a large number of medical supplies at a friendly store, he wandered around the surrounding buildings.

As a thoughtful person, he also made full preparations for the afternoon gym challenge along the way. Xiao Mao heard a lot of rumors about the golden gym leader Nazhi from passers-by, and the situation was not very optimistic.

Although he teased her with a doll in the middle of the night yesterday, Xiao Mao's mood was not as relaxed and happy as he showed. This was the first time he encountered the idea of ​​monitoring and evaluating challenging trainers before the war. And even if he didn't care

Nazi's caution and the strength of the Golden Gym are well-known throughout the Kanto region.

Xiao Mao was indeed very afraid of Na Zi. This was the first time that this feeling had appeared. He stood at the door of the gym and looked at the silver-white nail-hat-shaped building quietly, holding his chin in deep thought.

——Why is the color of the Golden Gym actually pure white? It doesn’t fit in with the name of this city at all. Look at Nibi Gym and Hualan Gym. They are harmonious and unified with the tone of the city and create a harmonious future.

A model of a good society.

"If you want to challenge the Golden Gym, I advise you to forget it." A low voice suddenly came from the side. Xiao Mao turned around and saw a morning man wearing dark green clothes and a dark green hat covering his eyes.

Uncle Run didn't know when he stood behind him.

As a small animal elf, Eevee's ears and nose are very sensitive, but it had not made any warning actions before, and it also acted very frightened at this time. It got into Xiao Mao's clothes and clawed at it with its little paws.

His chest didn't dare to come out.

"Excuse me, who are you?" Is Nazi so powerful that even passers-by know not to mess with her? Xiao Mao raised his eyebrows lightly. He believed that the other party must have other reasons for bumping into him at this time.

The uncle didn't say anything, turned around and ran away. His footsteps fell to the ground, but there was no sound at all. He was like a ghost.

Ibrahimovic huddled in Xiaomao's arms and shivered for a long time. It wasn't until the uncle was almost out of sight that he finally poked out half of his head from his front and called out softly: "Buyi"

……according to……"

Xiao Mao couldn't help but squinted his eyes: "You said...this uncle smells like the doll from yesterday?...Is this also a puppet sent by Nazi to play tricks?"

He didn't speak loudly, but the uncle who was walking away stumbled, stepped on his left foot and hit the ground with his right foot. He got up in embarrassment and patted the dust on his butt. He hurriedly tidied it up and almost got blown away by the wind.

hat and ran away without looking back.

The result of the test was obvious. This person was obviously a real person, and he had extraordinary hearing. Xiao Mao stood there blinking his eyes, half-smiling but not smiling, lowering his head and rubbing Ibrahimovic's head with his chin: "Maybe Nazi likes to wear hats.

Maybe the habit of not showing her eyes was inherited from her father."

He wanted to laugh a little, but he thought that the current situation was not suitable for complaining, and it was a good intention for someone to tell him that Nazi was difficult to deal with, so he endured his burning poisonous tongue.

"As the most populous city in Golden City, the official gym was originally a fighting gym. Nazi's super-powered elf defeated the fighting gym leader ten years ago and finally took his place and became the official gym leader.

Master." Xiao Mao's dark brown eyes sparkled with wisdom and sharpness, "Grandpa once told me that the owner of the museum, Nazi, was just a girl in her twenties. She was no better than I am now more than ten years ago.

How much older."

The gym leader who is in his early ten years has a very famous name. Nazi's situation is different from the three sisters Xiaogang and Hua Lan who directly obtained the qualification to inherit the gym from their parents. It is three times more difficult to seize the position of gym leader.

The level is rising like a jump, especially since this is the largest city in the Kanto region. I don’t know how many eyes are staring at it. Nazi, the gym leader, is not adulterated at all.

Xiaomao really felt that he was not well prepared. He still underestimated the Golden Gym, so he frowned and thought for a long time, and finally made a decision: "Let's go to the fighting gym next door to take a look at the situation."

"Buyi~" Naturally, Ibrahimovic agreed with this proposal with both hands and feet. Nazhi's pretentiousness made his little heart flutter and his whole body became cold.

The Fighting Dojo is worthy of the name of Jinhuang City. A large and continuous golden building complex is located on the northwest edge of Jinhuang City. When Xiao Mao opened the door and walked in, he happened to see a middle-aged man in his forties training.

My own Aibilang and Shavarang.

"Ah, it's really rare that a trainer comes to the door." The middle-aged man heard the sound of the door opening and turned his head. He looked him up and down for a while, and the light in his eyes gradually faded. "It turns out that he is just a new trainer.

In this case, there will be no way to provide the same level of combat to my elves."

Such obvious contemptuous words made Ibrahimovic, who had always been good-tempered, unable to bear it. He hung his chin on Xiaomao's collar, stretched out his two forelimbs and scratched in front of him, shouting "Buyi" and "Buyi" in protest.

"What? It's Eevee who only has a cute appearance." The disappointment on the middle-aged man's face became more obvious, and he kept muttering, "Bringing such an elf who has not undergone strict training to participate in the gym

Challenge, boy, you are still too young."

——Hey, hey, I’ve even been deprived of my identity as the gym leader. What qualifications do you have to laugh at me here? Xiaomao moved his lips and swallowed the words. He is an educated person,

There is no need to quarrel with someone who is old enough to be your elder over one or two unpleasant words.

However, as a trainer, he would not sit back and watch his elf being insulted and despised, so he pulled back his face and said sternly: "How good my Eevee is, we have to compare with each other to know. Your words can be saved until the defeat."

It won’t be too late to tell you after I’m defeated.”

The middle-aged man's face was a little gloomy. He glanced at Xiao Mao coldly, turned around and walked to the other side of the field: "Okay, let's have a one-on-one match. I want to see your little bird."

How did the Eevee in the greenhouse defeat the Savarang I trained so hard?"

"Come on, Ibrahimovic." Xiaomao didn't mean to be polite to him. He raised his chin and directed Ibrahimovic to come on and fight.

The middle-aged man waved his hand and sighed helplessly: "Young people will be young people after all. Ibrahimovic is an ordinary elf. Its attributes are very unfavorable to fighting elf. Is this battle still necessary?

?”

Xiao Mao looked back very calmly: "Of course it's necessary. You held down Ibrahimovic to provoke me as soon as you came up. Didn't you just want to create such a favorable situation?"

He actually saw the opponent's little trick, but Xiaomao didn't care. The cowardly and timid element in Ibrahimovic's character is not conducive to fighting. If he can defeat a trainer who originally looked down on him, it will shape little Ibrahimovic's own confidence.

Very beneficial.

And even if you lose, don’t worry. Xiao Mao can completely comfort Ibrahimovic with the words of the middle-aged man. Look, my dear, it’s not that you are incompetent, but that your attributes are incompatible. You are still very good and outstanding.

As soon as Chavarang came on the stage, he performed a chain of legs, leaped into the air, kicked his feet back and forth in the air, and rushed toward Ibrahimovic with great momentum.

"Ibrahimovic, use the electric light to dodge quickly." Xiaomao has already decided the tone of this battle, which is to avoid the opponent's powerful attacks and win with speed. After all, attribute conflicts do exist. In a head-to-head confrontation, Ibrahimovic will not have the advantage at all.

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Ibrahimovic was also full of energy at this time. Although he had no courage, it did not mean he had no temper. He was angry at the middle-aged man's previous provocation and moved faster than usual.

"Savarang, use the flying kick quickly!" Seeing that the hit missed, the middle-aged man immediately ordered. Chavarang was still in the air and did not fall. This situation made it unnecessary to prepare for the flying kick.

It saves time in using tricks. This is a chain trick that he is very proud of. Since its creation, it has never been avoided twice.

Sure enough, Ibrahimovic had just landed and saw that he had avoided the attack. He felt relaxed for a moment, and was hit hard without paying attention. Shavarang's foot kicked it on its soft belly, and Ibrahimovic flew out at once.

From afar, he was wailing in pain and shrillness.

Flying kicks are inherently powerful moves that can bring out the potential of the elf, because if you use too much force and miss a move, you will be injured.

Ibrahimovic slipped a long way away, his limbs were paralyzed on the ground and he could not move. His long hair was soaked all of a sudden. It was obvious that he was seriously injured and in great pain.

Such low-level mistakes should not be made. Whether it is placed on the thoughtful Charmander or the Flying Mantis with strong fighting spirit, Xiao Mao sighed secretly in his heart, gritted his teeth and said: "Ibrahimovic, can you still persist?

?”

There was no reaction from Ibrahimovic for a long time. Xiaomao ignored the game and took a few steps forward to pick him up. When he was about to reach out, he was caught by Ibrahimovic's long tail and tossed aside.

Eevee struggled very slowly to stand up on all fours. Its silver-white fur was covered with sweat and dust, and it was breathing heavily. It seemed that the pain had not diminished much.

"...Yi...Buyi..." It called weakly a few times, urging Xiao Mao to leave the playing field quickly.

With such a lesson, I believe Ibrahimovic will be extra vigilant in future battles. Xiao Mao feels that this game has paid off and does not agree with it: "Ibrahimovic, can you still persist?"

"Buyi...Buyi!" Ibrahimovic's dilated pupils suddenly stood up, and he nodded firmly to him.

"You don't overestimate your capabilities." The middle-aged man sneered, and drew an arc in the air with his arm, "Savarang, use the flying knee to solve it in one go!"

Shavarang followed the trainer's instructions and jumped up high. When he fell, he curled up his knees and hit Ibrahimovic's belly. Unexpectedly, Ibrahimovic was faster than him, and he dodged with his small body.

Unable to stop his inertia in time, his knees hit the ground hard, causing a large amount of broken corpses.

"Good job Ibrahimovic, use the Steel Tail!" The battle was not over yet. Xiaomao calmed down and focused on the competition field again. The power of the flying knee collision not only shows that the opponent is well-trained

, and it shows that the opponent did not relax because of Ibrahimovic's weak performance that he almost lost his fighting ability.

A silvery white light shone on Ibrahimovic's long tail, which hit Shawarang's lower back. Xiaomao thought it shouldn't have such an obvious effect. After all, the fighting elf is famous for its copper-reinforced iron.

Bones, unexpectedly Shavarang jumped up like an electric shock, clutching his waist and howling in agony.

The cry was so sad and tragic that Xiao Mao was shivered from the soles of his feet to the tips of his hair, but he did not relax his vigilance and ordered: "Use a sacrificial attack!"

Ibrahimovic screamed happily, and as expected, adhering to the highest ideal of beating a drowned dog, without saying a word, he violently hit the place he had just ravaged.

"Shawarang, what are you doing? Stand up and fight back!"

Shavarang clutched his waist in pain so hard that he didn't even have the strength to avoid it. He knelt on the ground and suffered a heavy blow. His whole body lay on the ground unable to move at all.

"The battle is over." Xiao Mao immediately stepped forward and picked up Ibrahimovic, who also fell to the ground from exhaustion. He checked the injury on his abdomen and saw that all of Ibrahimovic's long silver hair had been knocked away.

It was a big piece, with only a few sparse strands sticking to the wet belly.

Xiaomao carefully stroked Ibrahimovic's bruised abdomen, feeling its slight trembling, and comforted him softly: "Be patient, I will treat you right away."

He took out good wound medicine from his backpack, performed a simple disinfection on Ibrahimovic and then sprayed it on the wound. Later, he felt that it was not safe, so he used a bandage to stabilize his lower abdomen.

"Does it still hurt?" Xiao Mao kissed its dirty fur tenderly.

"Buyi..." Ibrahimovic choked with tears in his eyes. He leaned his little head on his neck and rubbed it again and again.

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