Elf, I am really a farmer

Chapter 570 Challenge 2

Wen Qi did not hesitate, flicked his wrist lightly, and threw the Poké Ball.

There was a flash of light, and a Butterfree of about level 35 appeared in the center of the venue.

The Barnacle butterfly flapped its colorful wings, and the patterns on its wings sparkled charmingly under the sunlight, like a work of art carefully painted by nature.

It dances lightly in the air, exuding an air of elegance and confidence, as if showing its powerful strength to its opponent.

When Gao Zhan saw Butterfree, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he secretly estimated its strength in his heart.

He gritted his teeth, took out his Poké Ball from his waist, threw it into the air, and shouted:

"Come on, my Pidgeot!"

As the Poké Ball opened, a Pidgeot spread its wings and flew high, letting out a sharp cry that cut through the sky.

The feathers of the Pidgeot are neat and smooth, reflecting a cool light in the sun. Its eyes are sharp and alert, staring at Butterfree, ready to attack at any time.

The audience was immediately excited, with cheers and shouts intertwined together like a surging wave, instantly sweeping across the entire battlefield.

"Come on! Butterfree!"

"Pipibi, we must win!"

Wen Qi narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at his opponent's Pidgeot, his eyes revealing a hint of calmness and concentration.

This Pidgeot is about level 34 and is about to evolve.

He clenched his fists lightly, placed them on both sides of his body, and squatted slightly, ready to respond to any emergency. He whispered to Batday:

"Butterfield, stay calm and observe your opponent's actions first."

His voice was gentle yet firm, like a spring breeze, making Butterfree feel the trust and support of his master.

Gao Zhan paced back and forth at the edge of the field, his eyes following the two elves closely, and he kept muttering:

"We must win, we must win..."

Fine beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead and his hands unconsciously rubbed the corners of his clothes repeatedly, showing his inner tension and anxiety.

The referee gave the order: "The fight begins!"

Gao Zhan took the lead, a look of determination flashed in his eyes, and he shouted at the top of his voice:

"Pidgeot, use 'Fierce Storm' to give it a warning!"

There was a hint of nervousness and urgency in his voice.

When the Pidgeot heard the command from its owner, it immediately flapped its wings rapidly. For a moment, a strong wind blew in the field, and sand and rocks flew everywhere.

The air around its wings seemed to be twisted by a powerful force, forming vortices of air that were visible to the naked eye.

These whirlpools quickly swept towards Butterfree, making a "whoosh" sound, as if they were going to blow Butterfree directly out of the field.

Wen Qi looked calm, his eyes fixed on the battlefield, and he said calmly, "Bardie, hold steady and use Silver Cyclone to block."

His voice was steady and confident, like a stabilizing force, allowing Butterfree to find its backbone instantly.

The butterfly quickly flapped its colorful wings, and strange light flashed on its wings.

In an instant, a silver whirlwind appeared out of thin air in front of it, spinning at high speed towards the "violent storm" of the Pidgeot.

The silver whirlwind and the violent storm collided with each other, making a crackling sound, as if two forces were fiercely confronting and tearing each other apart.

The whirlwind and the storm counteracted each other, the air was filled with tension, and no one had a clear advantage.

Gao Zhan saw that the situation was not good, and the sweat on his forehead rolled down faster. He gritted his teeth and shouted again:

"Pidgeot, rush over and use the 'peck' attack!"

His voice became a little sharp due to nervousness, and his body unconsciously leaned forward slightly, as if he was going to rush forward himself.

The Pidgeot was agile and rushed towards Butterfree like a black lightning. Its pointed beak flashed coldly in the sunlight, and it pierced Butterfree's wings with clear purpose.

Wen Qi had sharp eyes and quickly identified the attack route of the Pidgeot through the system. He said calmly:

"Butterfield, fly up, avoid the attack, and use 'Sleep Powder'."

Butterfree flew lightly upwards and easily avoided Pidgeot's attack.

Then, it flapped its wings, sprinkling a light pink powder, which slowly fell like fine snowflakes and enveloped the Pidgeot.

Gao Zhan was startled and shouted quickly:

"Pipibi, get out of the way!"

However, the Pidgeot was unable to dodge and was contaminated by the sleeping powder. Its eyes began to become blurry and its flying speed slowed down.

Wen Qi raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a confident smile, and said:

"Baruda, use 'Psychic Power' now."

Butterfree concentrated its mind, blue light flashing in its eyes, and an invisible spiritual force rushed towards Pidgeot.

Wherever this force goes, the air seems to be compressed, making a buzzing sound.

Although Pidgeot was affected by the sleeping powder, it still avoided it by instinct.

However, he was still touched a little by the strong mental thought, and his body shook a bit, and he let out a painful cry.

Gao Zhan was extremely anxious, pacing around the edge of the field, his hands tightly clenched together, his knuckles turning white from the force. He shouted:

"Pidgeot, cheer up, use 'High Speed ​​Move' to create distance!"

Pidgeot tried to cheer itself up. A white light appeared under its feet and it quickly moved around the venue, trying to escape from Butterfree's attack range.

Wen Qi's eyes revealed a hint of admiration, and he said:

"Bardaibutte, don't worry, use 'Air Slash' to block its movement route."

Butterfree flapped its wings quickly, sending out several crescent-shaped air blades.

These air blades were like sharp blades, flying in the direction of the Pidgeot's movement, blocking all its retreat routes.

The Pidgeot was unable to dodge and was hit by the air slash several times, leaving several wounds on its body and some of its feathers fell off.

Most of its physical strength has been consumed, and its flying posture has become somewhat unstable.

Gao Zhan looked at the injured Pidgeot, his eyes full of anxiety and helplessness. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and shouted:

"Pidgeot, hold on, use Feather Dance!"

The Pidgeot shook its body and its feathers fell one after another. These feathers seemed to be spiritual and flew towards Butterfree. Once they touched Butterfree, its attack hit rate would be reduced.

Wen Qi smiled slightly and said:

"Bardie, use 'Storm' to blow the feathers away, and then use 'Ultrasonic' to disrupt it."

Butterfree flapped its wings, creating a powerful gust of wind that blew away all of Pidgeot's feathers.

Then, it emitted an invisible ultrasonic wave, which made the Pidgeot's eyes even more confused. It swayed in the air and could no longer fight normally.

The referee saw this, raised the flag in his hand and announced loudly:

"Pidgeot loses its ability to fight, Butterfree wins!"

The audience cheered immediately.

"Butterfield is awesome!"

"Master Wenqi is too strong!"

The shouts came one after another, resounding throughout the battlefield.

Wen Qi gently called back the Butterfly, stroked its wings tenderly, and said:

"Thank you for your hard work. You did a great job."

Then, he raised his head, looked at Gao Zhan who seemed a little disappointed, and said with a smile:

"Your Pidgeot is also very powerful. This battle is very exciting."

There was no trace of arrogance in his voice, but instead it was full of encouragement and kindness.

Gao Zhan nodded slightly. Although he felt a little disappointed, he had to admire Wen Qi's command ability and Batdie's strength.

He still has one more chance, he must win the next one.