My elf can't be this strong

"...After careful consideration by the school, Fang Bo has been granted an exemption from the test."

In the class, the teacher announced something that was not unexpected.

The college league is about to be held, and all colleges and universities in the city of Florente can get 2 participating places.

In the past, the school would conduct a round of screening at its discretion and select the top two students in this year's personal strength rankings to participate.

However, this year there is a freak like Fang Bo, who can directly get a precious place in the competition without taking a test.

However, neither students nor parents could raise any questions.

Their strength is there, and the exemption quota from top universities speaks for itself.

According to his own understanding, it was equivalent to a student from a "general high school" in his previous life who suddenly received an offer from Massachusetts or Harvard.

A group of ordinary students who couldn't even hope for 985 were two-dimensional creatures from him.

Even if they strictly follow the requirements, there is no way that elves with D-level qualifications and levels ranging from 4 to 7 can be their opponents.

Even if they can't win, it can easily damage students' confidence. After all, the school is doing it for the good of others.

Student Xiaofang occupies one seat, and the other spot will inevitably become the target of everyone's competition.

After hearing the teacher's eloquent explanation in the stands, Fang Bo turned his head and looked at his friends with some doubts in his eyes.

"Are you all right?"

Upon seeing this, Qiu Zhize would give him a confident look, "Don't worry."

It's not that Fang Bo is partial, his brothers are close and distant, not to mention they are just classmates.

Compared to others, he certainly hopes that Qiu Zhize can stand out.

If you are qualified for admission, you don't need to take the college entrance examination, but Qiuqiu is just an invitation letter, and you may not be 100% sure of getting into a prestigious school.

To put it simply, the better Nidoran's performance in this college league, the greater the possibility that he will eventually be exempted from the exam.

There is a stage for the strong, and there is no point in pretending to be fake. Even so, it does not hinder the students' pursuit of fame and fortune.

Soon, a small-scale promotion battle began. Two students from each class were selected to jointly compete for the only remaining spot in the college league.

The battle went very fast.

In the battle between elves, if you can do it, you can do it. If you don't, no matter how hard you try, you will lose.

After several rounds of competition, the final candidate surprised everyone.

Qiu Zhize VS Chen Xun!

A grade war suddenly turned into a civil war in Class Three.

"Come on, you two." A group of students from Class [-] were laughing and joking, not caring about whether their friends won or lost.

Success or failure is the glory of Class [-], you two can do whatever you want.

However, the two players involved looked at each other with sparks and lightning.

"I can beat you, so can I!" Qiu Zhize was confident.

"You are no match for me." Chen Xun's eyes were sharp and his tone was tit for tat.

Since losing to Fang Bo, he seemed to have suddenly awakened.

He no longer pursues the bullshit boss of class three, nor does he expect envious looks from his classmates. Chen Xun has only one goal, which is to defeat that person in an upright manner.

Qiu Zhize was very strong, and his suicidal tactics were all possible because of that Nidoran.

However, personal battles are a different story.

"I will beat you." Chen Xun's confidence was not groundless.

In the battle in the secret realm, he held off a large enemy force alone and bought precious time for his own side.

The cultivation of that Bulbasaur was quite good, with extraordinary talent, tenacity, and not even the slightest fear of killing.

Even for Fang Bo now, it would take a lot of effort to deal with him.

It seemed that the promotion spot was within his grasp.

"Come out, Mu Shougong!"

"Come on, Pichu!"

Mu Shou Gong VS Pichu, a battle between grass type and electric type.

In terms of attributes, Mu Shou Gong had a certain advantage, but Qiu Zhize's cultivation time was a bit short after all, and he was no match for that Pichu.

After seven rounds of fighting, Mu Shou Gong was declared defeated. Of course, it did not give its opponent any good luck.

Even if Pichu can fight, his combat prowess is only [-]% or [-]%. I believe Nidoran can easily resolve the battle.

The second battle began, and the result was exactly as many people expected. Nidoran won easily.

But the whole process was countless times easier than imagined.

Qiu Zhize's Nidoran learned a venom punch from somewhere, and combined with super dodge and hit, his fighting style suddenly changed from a head-on confrontation to a master of Gou Dao.

Pichu, who wanted to fight to the death, was sent directly to the elf infirmary without even touching a hair on the opponent.

"...Good means." At this point, what else can Chen Xun say.

With a flash of red light, Bulbasaur appeared on the scene, ready to avenge Pichu's arrow.

At this moment, Nidoran's move made many insiders hold their breath for a moment.

After completing two breath collections, it began to inhale again.

suck~ suck~ suck~

When the Flying Leaf Knife approached, it barely completed the third task of gathering energy.

The battle lasted for a full 3 minutes. During this period, Bulbasaur tried his best, but failed to touch the hateful Nidoran.

In the end, it also fell to the opponent's poison attack.

Until Bulbasaur was taken away by the medical staff, its eyes were still staring at its opponent. It seemed that the hatred was not small.

"Ah haha, old Fang, I've been promoted." Qiu Zhize didn't feel the strange atmosphere at all.

I saw him running over, looking like he was ready to celebrate.

In the crowd, Fang Bo silently covered his face, thinking that if you were so arrogant in school, forget about it. When it comes to the official competition, being so arrogant would easily arouse public outrage.

It doesn't matter if your fighting style is a little subtle, winning is the last word, but remember to keep a low profile off the court.

Those trainers who were both scrupulous and capable were scolded wherever they went. He didn't want his friends to become street rats in the future.

"I lost." Either Chen Xun has a good temper, Fang Bo wanted to hit someone after watching the game, but as the person involved, he quickly adjusted.

Looking at the two people standing together, he was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked softly: "How sure are you?"

"For me, I will be satisfied if I can enter the top [-]." Qiu Zhize gave the answer.

Hearing this, everyone nodded, obviously knowing what the top sixteen meant.

It's true that Nidoran is very strong, but just relying on itself to reach the top [-] requires a lot of luck.

Everyone knew this, and what they were really curious about was another person.

What goal is Fang Bo heading towards?

"Me." Looking around, Xiao Fang smiled lightly and said, "I'll do my best."