Super King of Urban Pokémon

Hearing Bai Mo's words, the girls all looked at the tree, and Shane Duo let out super powers to induce them.

After Bai Mo's voice fell, a person walked out from behind the big tree, a middle-aged uncle wearing a Taoist uniform.

"Come back, Giant Claw Mantis."

After the uncle appeared, he yelled to the giant pincer praying mantis. The latter jumped back to the uncle's feet and surrendered when he heard the words, but his eyes were locked on the fire-breathing dragon Y, very wary.

Summoning the giant pincer mantis back, the uncle looked at Bai Mo and asked, "Dr. Bai Mo, you found me long ago!?"

"Of course!" Bai Mo nodded and smiled: "Uncle, you have been standing there since I was fighting the Fire Rock Rat. You planned to take action several times in the middle, and I found all of them."

"If I guess right, you want to intervene in my battle, so it seems that this fire rock rat is also the elf you want to conquer, uncle."

"but……"

Speaking of this, Bai Mo didn't go on, because it didn't make sense. No matter whether the middle-aged uncle was the first to stare at the flaming squirrel, the fact is that Bai Mo took the first fight and successfully conquered it.

With Bai Mo's powerful strength, no one really dared to snatch his elf.

The middle-aged uncle obviously recognized Bai Mo's identity, so he gave up this idea.

"Hahaha, Dr. Bai Mo made the shot, naturally there is no unsuccessful thing. I have been looking for this flaming rock rat for a while, but I have never accepted it."

"Today, Bai Mo, you accepted it as soon as you came, indicating that you are destined, congratulations!"

After all, the uncle has lived a lot of years, knowing what to do, he sighed, pointed at the giant pincer praying mantis beside him, introduced himself: "Yes, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Mura Masa. , This is my giant pincer mantis, I named him Zhengzong."

"Hello!" When Bai Mo suddenly remembered the identity of the giant pliers praying mantis, he had some thoughts in his heart, but his expression on his face remained unchanged and smiled: "The words of the giant pliers praying mantis are indeed very good spirits. Well, but looking at Mr. Muramasa, you are dressed in this suit and you have not brought a travel bag. You shouldn't be a traveler, right?"

"Yes." Cunzheng affirmed Bai Mo's problem and smiled: "I live nearby."

"Dr. Bai Mo, since we are destined to meet, if you don’t mind, would you like to take your girlfriends to my dojo? I think you should be tired after walking for so long. How about taking a break in the past? ?"

Hearing that Cunzheng said that he and others are Bai Mo's girlfriends, Xiaolan and Chaomeng raised their brows and looked very happy.

But they knew that according to Bai Mo's past personality, such invitations would generally be rejected, but this time, contrary to their expectations, Bai Mo nodded and smiled: "Okay, then I will trouble you."

Bai Mo knew that this village was very good at training insect-type elf, and the giant pliers mantis in front of him was also well trained.

It's also a good choice to be a subordinate.

Bai Mo knew the true intention of the village inviting him. He didn't mind helping out. If he could, he could get another computer genius.

"Please!" Seeing Bai Mo agreed, Murata's face showed undisguised joy.

Seeing this expression, Bai Mo strengthened what he was thinking.

Afterwards, under the leadership of Mura Masa, the group walked in the forest for a while, and then they came to a big house.

Looking at the scale of this house, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a small manor.

It is definitely not easy for the owner to own such a small manor.

Upon arriving at the mansion and entering the gate, everyone saw that there were many trainers and elf elves in the yard, which seemed to be doing exercises.

"This is my home. Because of its large location, I used the garden to open up the elf dojo."

Upon arriving at the house, the uncle said with some pride: "The young trainers exercise themselves here, as well as their elves!"

"And my dream is to hope that one of these disciples can win a championship in a league tournament in a certain region in the future."

Hearing that, Bai Mo and the others nodded their heads. Compared with Bai Mo's small world, the manor was completely pediatric, and there was no fluctuation in their hearts.

As for the uncle's desire to cultivate a league champion, everyone was even more plain. After all, Bai Mo had participated in two major competitions and won the championship.

Champions may be rare, but to different people, the meaning and degree of finality are completely different.

In the yard, the trainers who were training saw that the village was back. They all stopped what they were doing, bowed slightly, and shouted in full force:

"Master, welcome back!"

Seeing the surroundings, Bai Mo said lightly, "These trainings are good."

"But in this case, only the physical strength of the elves is exercised, but the fighting of the elves is not based on brute force alone."

Chapter 0732

The girls were a little surprised when they heard Bai Mo's comments, because Bai Mo was not such a boring person who would comment on others before.

The most important thing is that he now says in front of so many disciples who admire this Uncle Murakami that the training method is not good and it is easy to be attacked by groups.

Although, Bai Mo's strength is obvious to all.

Sure enough, as soon as Bai Mo said this, the atmosphere around him changed.

A pair of murderous eyes all looked at Bai Mo.

Who is Bai Mo!?

The youngest doctor in the league, he has won two league championships in a row just two years after his departure.

It is also a master-level trainer with a legendary elf.

Such people can't afford to provoke them, and they can't be wrong.

Muramasa didn’t want his ineffective disciples to clashed with Bai Mo, and quickly said, “Dr. Bai Mo, you’re right, but if the elves can’t even do the body, then the elves can’t fight, haha. !"

As Mura Masa said, he pointed out Bai Mo's identity by the way.

"Really?" Hearing what Muramasu said, Bai Mo asked back: "So in other words, Mr. Muramasa, you are the basis for training?"

The tit-for-tat performance of Bai Mo surprised the girls again. They didn't understand what happened to Bai Mo today. Could it be that they had hatred with this uncle?

But it doesn't look like it!

"Dr. Bai Mo, foundation is still very important, right?" Muramasa showed a puzzled look on his face. He didn't know why Bai Mo embarrassed him so much.

But soon, he understood.

At this time, without waiting for Bai Mo's answer to Murata's words, one holding a laptop in his hand:

The purple-haired boy, leaning against the wall, looked very tugged, and said lightly: "The foundation is indeed important, but it is the most important thing compared to the information!"

"Big... Young Master, you!"

The few purple-haired teenagers looked like they wanted to say something, but they couldn't help it.

"Oh? A data-type trainer!" Looking at the boy with purple hair, Bai Mo said lightly: "I don't know how far you can do it?"