I'm not an elf supporting character

Chapter 243 No, No, No, No Bird Can't Fly

however.

It turns out that in most cases.

There is no problem with the strength division of red envelopes.

At least Li Xiang didn't find anything special after finishing the three games except the B level.

That is to say, the first grade is better than the second grade.

Compared with D-rank and C-rank, it is much easier to fight.

Li Xiang personally feels that these junior students of Qingcheng University are not very good at it.

It is no different from the C-level students in the youth training camp.

At most, the level is a few levels higher, and there are a few more moves.

These are the benefits that time brings to them, other than that, there is nothing remarkable about it.

The battle experience is not old.

Li Xiang is not the only one who has this idea.

"I feel that we may have wrongly blamed the battalion commander. He really wanted to give out red envelopes."

Qu Sheng was holding four pieces of waste paper in his hand, these were the opponents he had beaten, "I don't think it will work, it's not challenging."

"I think so."

Yang Tianwang raised his hand, and then lowered his voice, "The opponents are a bit weak, it's better to Fang Xin and the others. I knew they would get a little more, and they didn't even get ten."

Basically, most people are intimidated by the high cost of failure.

Including Li Xiang.

So there are only three people like him who have received ten red envelopes, including Song Jie.

The last one is Wu Ruoxue from Class [-], the earliest B-level female student, the one whose ace is Xi Shi Hai Ren.

Even Fang Xin only took eight, and Luo Dayou took seven.

It can be seen how much psychological shadow Xiang Yangwei has built up in the past six months, and the hard work he has put in on people.

Unexpectedly, there was a lot of thunder and little rain.

Be fooled!

I was really fooled by him!
Qu Sheng and Yang Tianwang guarded their hearts in pain. In the end, there were still holes in this game, and they were still dug in such strange places.

So angry.

I knew how good it would be to get ten red envelopes.

The more they thought about it, the angrier they became, and they complained in low voices about Xiang Yangwei's long-standing behavior of digging holes.

If you have the ability, please speak up.

Li Xiang rolled his eyes and drank slowly with a can of coffee in his hand.

At this time, they were resting outside the battlefield, waiting for the remaining three people by the way.

There are many Qingcheng college students who come and go around, looking around with curious faces.

Tell the truth.

The overall feeling after this day made him have similar thoughts.

But this kind of thing can't be completely blamed on Xiang Yangwei. They themselves are too unconfident in their own strength, which is also part of the reason.

In short, fear of losing.

Faced with hundreds of grade points, these teenagers who had been able to give Li Xiang grade points one after another, and vowed not to give up until they won, were decisively persuaded.

A loss of several hundred points at a time is too hurtful, and few people can afford such a loss.

With a little cowardice, even if the car overturns, it can rise again.

Unexpectedly, he followed the way of Xiang Yangwei.

The so-called urban routines are deep, and I want to go back to the countryside, and the rural roads are also slippery, so the routines are more complicated.

Fortunately, he promised to play ten games in a row.

Li Xiang was a little bit thankful, but he also thought that A-level people should have something.

After all, the third grader has been in Qingcheng for so long.

Those who they think are not good at the moment are all first-year students.

I think when Li Xiang first met Third Senior Sister, she was only in the third grade.

Now, the senior sister is about to graduate.

Time passed pretty quickly.

Li Xiang was thinking about life here, and out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught sight of Song Jie coming from a distance.

The white-haired boy was surrounded by a few girls holding mobile phones and talking non-stop.

Oh hoo?

OK lad!It's only the first day, and someone came to ask for contact information?

Li Xiang raised his eyebrows, saying that since he entered the youth training camp, nothing like this has happened.

So much so that he was about to forget the fear of being dominated by love letters belonging to Song Jie. At that time, he was almost no different from the post office.

far away.

Song Jie said something to the girls with a serious face, and they left feeling disappointed.

"You're welcome, Brother Jie."

Li Xiang walked over with a smile, "It's a pity that you don't understand, or do you have a fiancee? Marriage with your fingertips?"

Song Jie rolled his eyes at him, "Read less novels and read more serious books."

"You don't know what books I read every day?"

Li Xiang shrugged and changed his tone, "You played five games today, right? Three games B and two games D, how do you feel?"

As the person who has played the most B-level games so far, he definitely knows the level of Qingcheng college students the best.

If you convert it, you may be able to estimate the strength of A-level.

"It's not bad, it's in line with their grade level."

Song Jie said indifferently.

"...you know that's not what I want to hear."

The corner of Li Xiang's mouth twitched, "Let's be straightforward, let's show off your outspoken character."

Song Jie glanced at those Qingcheng University students, but shook his head without saying anything.

understood.

Li Xiang nodded and understood what he meant.

Since Song Jie said no, no matter how strong A-level is, there is definitely a limit to how strong it is.

Unless it is like what Li Xiang encountered, it is a reserve member of the school team, such as the kind of senior sister.

This might be a little harder to hit.

Of course, the most difficult point in these ten games is on this A-level body.

After playing A-level, 2500 points are in his pocket.

Li wanted to take out the battle schedule from his pocket.

It happens to be tomorrow afternoon.

Pick out the little elves who will play, and make a better team out.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm down
……

The next day.

Put aside the boring C and D level battles.

in the afternoon.

The A-level competition is coming quietly.

There were a lot of onlookers, and those who were basically free came to watch this A-level battle.

field edge.

Li Xiang finished his warm-up exercise, took off his down jacket, and walked in quickly.

On the far side, stood a tall and majestic young man with a short cut, his muscles so bulging that the sportswear couldn't cover them, and a handsome face.

A temperament of a fighting trainer came over his face.

of course.

Or maybe not.

After all, no one stipulates that fighting trainers can only exercise, it's just that the probability is high.

In this case, the selection is actually relatively simple.

Central location of the venue.

The referee began to read the rules of the game.

In such a large arena, there is basically no time for players from both sides to communicate.

It is not convenient to communicate so far away.

Li Xiang had no way to test his opponent, so he could only silently hand over the remaining two poke balls to the staff who came up from the side.

The election has already been decided at this time, and there is no way to go back on it.

Looking away.

On the tray in the hands of the staff member opposite, there were five elf balls.

Hope I guessed right.

Li Xiang took a deep breath, and after the referee finished talking about the rules and blew the whistle, he threw the poke ball!
Boom!

Two beeps.

"Gaha!"

A huge crow covered in pitch-black armor fluttered its wings and made a hoarse cry. Its ruby-like eyes swept over its enemies.

It is more than 70 meters away from it.

It is a snow-white duck with sharp eyes, thick black V-shaped eyebrows, and extremely developed chest muscles. It holds a sword-like, peeled green onion stem in its left hand, and a huge duck with a shield made of green onion leaves in its right hand.

——The elf of the eighth-generation Galar region, the onion ranger of the fighting department.

It really is a fighting attribute.

Li Xiang licked the corner of his mouth, thinking that this guy might be a little tricky.

But fortunately, the Onion Ranger didn't have the most effective moves against the Steel Armored Crow, and they were all physical attacks.

Let you taste the power of super hard Cuckoo Chicken!

"Beep!"

"Sword Dance!"

Both sides used enhanced moves at the same time, and approached each other!
There was a flash of red light on the armored crow, the muscles under the heavy armor tensed, and the smoke-like red light rose and then disappeared.

The Onion Ranger held the Onion Sword that was taller than it, but he played a few swords with great flexibility, and the snow-white light flashed past.

Obviously, as a type with real swords, Onion Ranger uses the sword dance differently from ordinary elves.

Just 70 meters.

After running in an instant, the two elves have already come to the vicinity.

Look down at each other or look up at each other.

As a duck, the onion ranger can naturally fly, but only if it loses its weapons.

However, as an elf whose strength is all about weapons, asking it to do this is obviously breaking its own arms.

So Li Xiang didn't have to worry about the dead duck flying up.

The operating space is also much larger.

"Chop tiles!"

"Beep."

The Onion Ranger jumped up, held up his Onion Sword, and swung it down towards the Steel Armored Crow. The thin brown-red light lit up and slid down like a sword!
This guy's attack speed can be said to be as fast as lightning, and his high jumping ability is also extremely strong. If he is not guarded for a while, he may really be hit by it.

It's a pity that it is facing the Steel Armored Crow, who has the first dynamic vision and the first body control ability in Li Xiang's team!
This move of splitting tiles is really slow in the eyes of Steel Armored Crow, it just slightly twisted its body, and then dodged it "dangerously".

It didn't even attack it with the surging fighting attribute energy!
Immediately.

The steel armored crow fluttered its wings, and let out ear-piercing and ugly ridicule and sarcasm above the heads of the falling onion rangers.

"No, no, no, no birds can't fly, right? 』

"Is this the fighting attribute? 』

"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up~"

Under the influence of Li Xiang, the Steel Armored Crow brought out the stinky mouth and hermaphrodite abilities to the extreme, and the provocative effect quickly took effect.

on the ground.

Onion Youbing's expression froze at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his eyes were gradually covered with anger.

"Gah!"

It yelled at the steel armored crow, as if refuting something.

Seeing this scene, the robust young man hurriedly said, "Don't be affected by it! It's on purpose!"

However, the provocation has already taken effect, and by the way, the steel armored crow also provoked the anger of the onion rangers.

"Beep!"

Li Xiangcai would not give his opponent a chance, so he blew the whistle violently.

The Steel Armored Crow, who was still stinking at the beginning, scolded the Onion Rangers, suddenly tightened its wings, ignited blue flames all over its body, and ran towards the Onion Rangers!
The speed is so fast that it can be said to be caught off guard!
"Stop it!"

The robust young man shouted, and the Onion Ranger shuddered, placing the shield in his hand horizontally in front of him.

Although it has lost the ability to defend, the shield can still effectively withstand part of the impact!

but!

Before hitting the shield, the Steel Armored Crow spread its wings and spun around in the air in an extremely strange manner. It came to the back of the onion rangers!

The dead end of the shield!
Facing the defenseless back, the Steel Armored Crow slammed into it like a shooting star!

Bang!
Fireworks burst!

(End of this chapter)