An introduction to the rise of the world of grass-folk elves

"Come out! Swamp King... use hot water!"

Fumio thought for a while but still sent out his own Swamp King as the second participating elf with a heavy face, and then quickly attacked.

The hot water skill is his first choice, because this trick has a certain chance of causing a burn effect, and it is also a continuous damage.This is very suitable for the Swamp King who is good at fighting protracted battles!

"Swamp!"

After hearing the command, the Swamp King opened his big mouth and sprayed out a jet of high-temperature water, directly hitting the opponent.

"Sickle helmet, water jet!"

Xiaofeng didn't hesitate and let his elf rush forward.

"Hey!"

The sickle helmet, which used water jets again, rushed directly into the hot water. The water around the body directly separated the hot water, and then hit the Swamp King hard.

However, the stupid blue guy like the Swamp King had a very smooth body, and he actually managed to slide away the impact of the sickle helmet, and suffered very little damage.

"good chance!"

"King of Swamp, use poison!"

This is Fumio's war of attrition. His previous hot water skill didn't work, so now he immediately uses another method to put his opponent into a negative state.

"Swamp!"

A stream of purple liquid spurted out from the Swamp King's mouth, heading towards the sickle helmet that was thrown aside.

"Scythe helmet, the water breaks and cuts it open!"

Seeing this, Xiaofeng immediately commanded his elves to respond promptly. In such a situation, he should show off his skills and let the world see the heroic appearance of Sickle Helm.

"Hey!"

The arm blade flashed with blue light, and the next moment Sickle Helm turned around and waved his arm at high speed, and then a blue light blade flew out from it.

I saw the blue light blade splitting the incoming poison, and at the same time, it cut through the water surface and struck directly at the Swamp King below.

"Oh!"

Although the smooth body slid away from the blue light blade again, the Swamp King was thrown flying by the force of the attack, and floated in the water to the front of Fumio.

The power of this water flow rupture is evident!

"Sickle Helm, don't stop it! Use the freezing wind..."

Following Xiaofeng's command, the cold hurricane was summoned by the sickle helmet and blew towards the Swamp King not far away. At the same time, it also included Wenxiong behind it, causing a layer of frost to quickly condense on their bodies. , the whole body couldn't help but stiffen.

"Wow! It's so cold..."

"King of Swamp, use your surf to get me over!"

Fumio, knowing that he couldn't let his marsh king stay in front of him, immediately let his elves rush over to counterattack.

"Swamp!"

After hearing this, the Swamp King quickly dived into the water, and the next moment he set off a huge wave, and went up against the wind to block the front of his trainer. At the same time, he stood on the wave and rushed towards the sickle helmet not far away.

"Rumble rumble..."

The freezing wind is a ranged attack, but it is not a very powerful hurricane, so it is very weak against the similarly ranged surfing skill. The bit of frost condensed by the cold wind quickly disappears in the huge waves.

"Boom!"

Due to the sudden situation, the sickle helmet in the water was swept in by the huge waves and rolled continuously in the water.

"Sickle helmet, the water flow is broken!"

Xiaofeng couldn't help but shout loudly when he saw this. He believed that his elf could handle it.After all, the opponent is a water elf, so it shouldn't be too harmful to surfing skills.

Sure enough, the sickle helmet did not disappoint Xiao Feng. Two blue light blades appeared, splitting the huge waves directly, and then shot straight at the Swamp King.

"King of Swamp, be careful! Get out of the way!"

Seeing this, Fumio quickly asked the elf to remind him.

"Oh!"

"Swamp!"

After hearing the prompt, the Swamp King successfully dodged a slash from a blue light blade, but unfortunately he was hit by another stream of water rupture, and was then knocked violently into the air.

"Sickle Helmet, the opportunity has come! Feel free to express yourself..."

Seeing such a good opportunity, Xiaofeng immediately reminded his elf and asked the other party to handle it.

"Hey!"

Upon hearing this, Sickle Helm in the water immediately used the waterfall climbing skill to rise into the sky, and then his two swords glowed with light and extended their longer blades to strike hard at the Swamp King.

The ultra-high-speed sword light continued to streak across the opponent's body. Even though the Swamp King's smooth skin could offset part of the damage, he still suffered huge damage.

This is actually the shell blade skill!

In the end, Sickle Helm drew back its move with a cross slash, sending the opponent flying to a higher position. Then the energy in its mouth gathered, and the next moment a huge white beam of light erupted from its mouth and hit the Swamp King who was still being thrown away.

"Boom!"

With the explosion, the Swamp King was instantly shot up to a higher altitude, and then was attracted by gravity and slammed into the water below.

"Oh!"

The aroused water splashed directly onto the sickle helmet on the platform, making it look particularly cold, like a ruthless swordsman.

"The Swamp King has lost the ability to fight. The winner this time is Sickle Helm. Congratulations to Xiaofeng for advancing to the next round..."

Looking at the unconscious blue figure floating on the water, the referee made a timely decision.

"Clap clap... clap clap..."

"What an awesome sickle helmet!"

"so cool!"

"He is worthy of being a hunter among the ancient elves..."

……

The audience was also very satisfied with the performance of Sickle Helm, the ancient elf, and felt that even just watching this battle today was worth the price of admission.

It’s a worthy trip!

"Well done! Sickle Helm..."

"Everyone likes you very much!"

Letting his elf come and stand next to him, Xiaofeng waved to the audience around him to express his gratitude for their applause.

"Hey!"

Upon hearing this, Sickle Helm also waved his swords happily, and then imitated his trainer and waved his hands around.

"Clap clap... clap clap..."

Seeing Sickle Helm interacting with them, the applause from the audience became even more enthusiastic.At the same time, the flash of the camera was flashing, trying hard to record this scene.

Some journalists have already thought of their headlines!

The scythe helmet of the ancient elves reappears in the world, and the two swords are invincible...

This is big news after all!

It can make the influence of this Whirlpool Islands Competition even more intense...

"Xiao Feng, congratulations on your promotion!"

"Your sickle helmet performed very well! You are truly worthy of being an ancient elf..."

"Can I take a photo with Sickle Helm?"

……

On the way back to the central stand, Xiaofeng also received congratulations from many people one after another. At the same time, some people wanted to get up close and personal with his sickle helmet.

Xiaofeng dealt with this one by one, trying his best to be approachable, and even complied with the other party's request for a group photo.

This makes the other party very happy!

So with the first one came the second one, and everyone enthusiastically surrounded Sickle Helmet and Xiao Feng to take photos.By the time he reached the center stand, the third game was already over.