Rise of the Zerg of Elves

"Who are you"

Han Chuan's sudden disruption caused Chang Bo's expression to change, and a look of wariness appeared in his eyes involuntarily.

Hanchuan did not answer his question, but walked slowly to the center of the square.

As he moved, the leaves that had been frozen in mid-air exploded one after another, and finally turned into powder and spread a thin layer under everyone's feet.

"You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know that I am your next opponent."

"What do you mean by looking for foreign aid?"

Changbo looked at Xunzi with a sarcastic look on his face, his expression wanting to be beaten made people want to cut him.

"You can all use such shameless tactics as wheel fighting to deal with a girl, so how shameless do you think you can prevent others from looking for foreign aid?"

Hanchuan took a step forward, blocking Changbo's gaze from Xunzi.

"Tch, it doesn't matter who comes up, the result will be the same anyway."

Chang Bo shrugged his shoulders, looking arrogant.

It's a pity that he is destined to hit the wall this time.

Let alone a trainer like him who has barely reached the elite level, even if the four kings of the Kanto region came to Hanchuan with the champion, they would probably be no different from fragile babies.

"Where's your elf? Hurry up and call him out. Finish it early so I can go back early."

Changbo looked very impatient.

"Since you want to die early so much, then I will make it happen for you."

A cold light flashed in Hanchuan's eyes, and then he took out an elf from his belt.

"The decision is yours, Dark Blood Mantis."

With a burst of blood-colored light, the black elf stood in the center of the field. As soon as it appeared, everyone present felt a little breathless, because the pressure it carried was too amazing.

There is no need to continue the next battle. The dark blood mantis itself carries a powerful pressure that is comparable to the beasts of heaven and earth, making it very difficult for the attacking ghost to even move, let alone move. Fighting.

"you"

Chang Bo's face suddenly darkened. What he said just now was so arrogant, and now his face hurt.

The feeling of being slapped in the face on the spot was really too sour.

"It seems there is no need to continue."

Hanchuan glanced at Changbo, who was unable to move, and a look of contempt flashed across his face.

Ignoring the clown, Hanchuan's eyes fell on the village chief beside him.

"If you can, can you tell me why you are so hostile to Kaoruko?"

This is what Hanchuan is most curious about. What kind of grievances can make everyone feel so hostile to a girl.

"It's not that we have to deal with Xiaodujichang with a child, it's really because her father has caused misery to this village."

Perhaps it was because Hanchuan's strength was so powerful that the old village chief explained calmly.

"Oh, can you tell me in detail?"

"This is not the place to talk. If you don't mind, come with me."

The old village chief sighed first, then walked towards his home with his cane on his back.

Hanchuan followed him without any hesitation. He was just an old man. He was not afraid that the other party would have any evil thoughts towards him.

On the other side, Xunzi followed him without even having time to put on her clogs. She also wanted to know the truth of all this.

Xunzi's parents disappeared when she was very young, leaving her alone in the village, suffering all kinds of looks and abuse.

Xunzi, who has just turned twelve this year, has been harboring grievances in her heart. She doesn't understand what she did wrong to make the villagers treat her like this.

Today is a rare opportunity to get up close and personal with the truth. Xunzi is determined to uncover the mystery of all this.

"You're not afraid of stones hitting your feet."

Attention Hankawa