Elf: pick up reborn Eevee at the beginning

Chapter 43 Is this embarrassing? (Please follow up!)
To be reasonable, Mr. Wang's proposal not only did not favor the fighting classes that were on his side at all, but also took care of the general classes.

In the group arena, the side with more elves must have an advantage.

And the difference in the number of people between the two sides is nearly doubled. The advantage is not at 01:30.

Although all members of the opponent restrain their own side, and the combat effectiveness of simple addition, subtraction, multiplication and division seems to be [-]-[-], but the battle between elves is definitely not the case.

In general, Teacher Wang's proposal is more or less a charity.

Teacher Tang hesitated for a long time and wanted to reject it, but couldn't find a better competition system, so he agreed.

So the two sides entered the strategy time, discussing their respective order of battle.

Generally, the atmosphere of the small class is a bit gloomy, and they all know that they have taken a lot of advantage in the competition system.

That's all, and more importantly, even so, they don't have the confidence to win.

The young man has a thin skin, if he really didn't win, everyone present would be embarrassed.

Not to mention that there are many classmates of his own on the opposite side.

For a while, no one dared to volunteer to take the lead.

Xia Chen thought it was okay. With his thick skin like a sword monster in the form of a shield, it didn't matter if he was really blown up.

Originally, the cultivation time was much worse than that of the opponent, so there is nothing to say about the skills being inferior to others.

The journey of being a trainer has just begun, Xia Chen has a very clear plan for his future life, and being beaten several times in Xinshou Village does not affect his mentality at all.

Before anyone could stand up, he raised his hand, "Teacher Tang, why don't I fight first?"

But Teacher Tang flatly refused, "No, you have to stay later."

Consciously, his tone was a bit heavy, and he added an explanation: "Your Ibrahimovic is better at flexibility than strength or physical fitness. Let others go first."

This reason is a bit far-fetched. How much energy is consumed by nearly twenty elves on the opposite side?
In fact, Mr. Tang just wanted to put his "trump card" behind, in case the front really collapsed, let's see if he can save some face with Xia Chen
"Gao Muyang, how about you and Dudu going first?"

Gao Muyang's Dudu can be regarded as the second best in the small class of the general department, he said indifferently: "Yes."

Once the starting lineup is finalized, the next ones will be lined up. After a while, the order of playing of more than 30 people has been decided.

…………

"Come out, Dudu!"

"Wrist strength, ready to fight!"

There are more than 50 people in the two squads preparing for the battle. There is no time to talk nonsense. The first battle starts immediately after the two sides stand still.

"Beep, there's a flash of lightning!"

Gao Muyang still started with a flash of lightning that has not changed for thousands of years. Dudu is also very familiar with this tactic. With two long legs kicked, his body is launched like an arrow off the string.

Xia Chen watched from below and shook his head. Although he said "one trick is fresh, you can eat it all over the world", but you can't fight all opponents in the same way.

The elf of wrist strength is full of muscles, waiting for you to get close to him, Gao Muyang's command
Let me start by questioning it.

Sure enough, the opponent smiled slightly.I haven't come to you hand-to-hand, but you have sent me to your door.

Is there such a good thing?

He said without hesitation: "Wrist strength, kick him down after he gets close!"

Xia Chen was even more worried. The opponent didn't squander the opportunity and chose the best style of play.

Although the power of kicking in the game depends only on the weight of the opponent, it is obvious that in this real world that follows classical mechanics, the power of kicking is also affected by speed.

More importantly, Dudu's long legs are too easy to kick.

The command level and training level of the two sides are not of the same order at all.
…………

In this kind of low-level battle, if you make a wrong move, it will be difficult to have a chance to come back.

The moment Dudu was kicked and hit by the wrist, the first battle was over.

Dudu, who fell to the ground, was dizzy with both heads, and had little power to fight back the next melee attack from his wrist.

After a ruthless beating with fists and fists, the wrist strength finally ended with a [Empty Hand Slash].

Dudu fell to the ground, his wrist unscathed.

This ending made half of the small class of the general department silent.

What they were most worried about happened. In the first game, the strength gap between the two sides was clearly revealed.

But there are also many people who are lucky and only fight one game, which doesn't seem to explain any problems.

Dudu's long legs seem to be restrained by kicking down.
With other elves, maybe they can hit this wrist?
The second player with high expectations is another master in the small class of the general department, the little Snorkel.

The little Kirby with rough skin and thick flesh, your wrist strength is not so easy to deal with, right?

After 2 minutes, looking at the little Snorkel lying on the ground with no ability to fight, everyone in the small class fell silent.

The high-attack and high-speed Dudu was almost instantly killed, and the rough-skinned and thick-skinned little Kirby was also beaten violently as a sandbag.

This face seems to be lost today?

…………

The atmosphere in the two halves was almost in contrast to the extreme, it could be called half a flame, like an ocean.

The small class in the general department is undoubtedly the cold and silent side.

Although it is a friendly exchange game within the school, there are not so many gunpowder-flavored competitions.

But everyone is a classmate who bows their heads and doesn't see them looking up. Being beaten so helplessly, even if others don't say it, it will be like a thorn deeply pierced in their hearts, hurting their self-esteem.

The third short-haired girl who was going to play was even more frightened. Her little lucky egg was hanged and beaten by Dudu and the little Kabymon, and Dudu and the little Kabymon were beaten violently by the wrist.

It seems that there is no hope of victory at all.

She hesitated and didn't dare to go forward, and she was already retreating in her heart.

"What moves does your little lucky egg know?" Just as he was struggling, a voice came from the ear of the short-haired girl.

The voice was clear and the tone was calm, which formed a sharp contrast with the low air pressure around him, inexplicably giving him a sense of stability.

Looking back, it was Xia Chen who was asking the question.

He was frowning at the strength of his wrists on the field, his profile was handsome, and the arc between his lips and nose was so superior that people wanted to record this beautiful moment with a camera.

The backlash in the short-haired girl's heart instantly turned into that of a deer, and she replied in a weak voice: "Slapping, coquettish, angel's kiss, and inheriting the mud bomb."

"Mud bomb?" Xia Chen's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Is your little lucky egg a gift from God?"

"probably?"

Xia Chen was speechless, what should it mean, don't you know any characteristics of your elves?

But time was running out, and he didn't have time to confirm, so he pulled the short-haired girl over and whispered a few words to her.

"Understood?" Xia Chen looked at the girl with a flushed face and confirmed.

"Yeah!" The short-haired girl nodded excitedly, waved at Xia Chen, then turned and stepped onto the battlefield.

Xia Chen looked at the girl's back and heaved a sigh of relief.

Although I really don't care about winning or losing, but after all, I have to get along with my classmates for a year, so I should help if I can help
(Seek to follow up on Tuesday~)
(End of this chapter)