Elf World: I can hear the voices of elves

The next morning, Su Yu came to the first event early, the Frisbee competition venue.

This is a 10x10-meter arena. There are several huge machines on the left and right sides of the arena, filled with long openings, which look like the places where flying discs are shot out.

In addition, there is also a super-powered Puff Pig, who is responsible for filling the Frisbee into the machine and acting as a bodyguard to prevent the Frisbee from hitting the crowd watching the game.

The times of each competition event are staggered so that the audience can watch them one by one.

Seeing that the audience had entered the auditorium one after another to watch, Su Yu also began to prepare to enter.

His entry number is No. 10, and he is also the last player to participate in the Frisbee competition. This way, he has time to observe the performance of his opponents.

At the same time, you can hide your clumsiness appropriately.

"Contestants, please enter from here!" A staff member pulled Su Yu over and guided him in the direction.

Not long after, all the contestants arrived and the competition was ready to begin.

A young man wearing glasses walked to the front of the ring and said, "Thank you for participating in and watching this Frisbee game. I am the referee of this game."

"I believe everyone understands the rules of the competition. The participating elves must use any long-range moves to crush the Frisbees within three minutes. The group with more Frisbees crushed will successfully advance to the next round, and the winner of the competition will receive A precious evolutionary stone provided by us.”

"I believe all the contestants can't wait, let's start our Frisbee game!"

The first person to appear was a female trainer, and her participating elf was a lobster soldier.

With the referee's order, the machine started working.

Frisbees kept flying out from the long opening of the machine at a very high speed.

But the lobster soldiers are also well-trained, and they use foam rays from their large claws to smash the flying disks one by one.

"Okay, come on, Lobster Soldier." In the audience, a boy who looked about ten years old shouted excitedly.

But not long after, another machine started to fire out flying discs.

The lobster soldier did not show any weakness, and also released a foam light from the other pincer, hitting the flying disc.

After about two minutes, the two machines seemed to be on stimulants. The intensity, speed and number of Frisbee launches all surged.

"Hey, hey~" The lobster soldier who was originally very relaxed suddenly became anxious. He also waved the two pincers in his hands greatly, and the speed of the foam light was also much faster.

But some Frisbees were still missing and fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.

The lobster soldier became increasingly nervous and made frequent mistakes.

Sometimes the power of the foam light is too small, and it only breaks a small gap on the Frisbee.

"Lobster Soldier, calm down." The female trainer of Lobster Soldier also saw how anxious the Lobster Soldier was at this time and shouted quickly.

"1...2...23...40...Ah, the lobster soldier is nervous and has no idea." The referee shouted exaggeratedly and kept counting, but as the Frisbee flew out faster and faster, his eyes were dazzled. .

But fortunately, he is not the only referee. There is a camera nearby, and there is also a super-powered Puff Pig, who can accurately count the number of Frisbees crushed by participating elves.

As the Lobster Soldier panicked, the moods of the surrounding audience also rose and fell like a Frisbee.

Soon, the three minutes are up.

"What a pity, the lobster soldier is not in good condition at the back." The referee wiped his cold sweat and smiled awkwardly.

The trainer of the Lobster Soldier looked sad...and took the Lobster Soldier back in a depressed mood.

You can't blame the lobster soldier for being too bad. It might be the first time it participated in such a competition. It didn't adapt to the sudden acceleration of the machine, and it became a little nervous. In the end, the entire elf was out of shape.

Next, each contestant started to play, and their performance was good or bad.

In fact, after looking at several games, this Frisbee game is, to put it bluntly, a test of the elf's ability to control the power of his skills, his proficiency, and his ability to react to the sudden acceleration of the Frisbee.

Until Su Yu came on the stage, the final result of other players was to smash 190 Frisbees in three minutes.

"The next contestant, Su Yu, please come on stage and start the competition." After the results of the previous contestant were announced, it was Su Yu's turn.

"Cao Miaogui, don't use too much force, hide your clumsiness appropriately, understand?" Su Yu pulled a Cao Miaogui and said quietly.

Cao Miaogui glanced at Su Yu, not knowing whether he agreed or not.

"Okay, the last player is on the stage, so next, we can look forward to whether he can break the record of player No. 5!" The passionate voice of the referee sounded on the court.

The surrounding audience also showed expectant looks.

"Then the game begins." When Cao Miaogui stood on the ring, the referee began to give orders.

The machine started up again with a click, and with a bang, a flying disk shot out.

But the young turtle on the stage seemed to be stunned and had not yet reacted. He stood there without making any movement.

"What is this little turtle doing?"

"Isn't it because you can't react?"

Others said, "That's it? I can do it with me."

There was an uproar all around.

Until...the flying disc was about to land, and a blade quickly flew out from the turtle's head, directly cutting the flying disc in half.

Immediately afterwards, the Grass Turtle showed its great strength, one, two, three..., until the first two minutes passed, the Grass Turtle used the Flying Blade to smash the flying disc before it was about to hit the ground.

"Wow, did you see that?" the referee shouted exaggeratedly: "This is the strength of the grass turtle. Every Frisbee is crushed before it hits the ground."

"Yes, it looks like the Turtle may break the record."

"Yes, this is the real strength. Hey, I'm just playing."

Two minutes passed, and the difficulty gradually increased. The turtle didn't want to play anymore. A large piece of green leaves flew out from the head, and each blade separated. Then the flying disc shot out by the machine directly hit the trajectory of the flying leaves. One was shattered.

"Hey, what an amazing prediction ability!" Everyone exclaimed in unison.

Then, fifteen seconds passed, and Cao Miaogui didn't care about the machine that was still launching the Frisbee. He turned around and walked off the ring gracefully.

All that's left is, bang, bang, bang!

The sound of Frisbees constantly breaking.

Three minutes later, when the time expired, a tally of the turtle's results revealed that it had smashed 191 Frisbees, occupying the first place in the first round of competition by one point.

Suddenly, the entire crowd of onlookers became excited, this was simply crushing, and they all cheered for it.

Only the young trainer who scored 190 points and his mosquito-repellent incense glared at Su Yu, thinking it was an order from Su Yu and wanted to humiliate them.

There was also Su Yu who was confused and took the blame.

Su Yu: "..."