"The venue is here to make the elves fight three times," said Li Jia excitedly.
"Okay, but don’t say I bullied you when I won, Charmander." "Is it a fire? Just decide it’s you." A big eye and a dull flower appeared on the field, while Charmander looked at his opponent with full fighting spirit. "A dull mouth makes a sharp knife fly." Li Jia’s immature sound got up. Mouth-gawking…