The Bizarre Adventure of the Elf

Chapter 73 Shawarang's First Battle

The bright moonlight replaced the warm sunlight on the ground, covering the ground in the backyard with a thin layer of white gauze.

"It's so comfortable—"

In the backyard of the hut, Jiu Xing moved a lunch break chair from somewhere and lay lazily on it. Even though the casual clothes at home looked loose, it could not hide the outline of the mountain. His slender thighs were intertwined. A thin blanket was covered on it, and Guai Li carefully covered every corner tightly to prevent the cool wind from getting in.

"It's so hot... don't cover this."

Just like a child acting like a baby, Jiuxing was very dissatisfied with Weili's concern, but his legs were still there honestly.

"Does Dior want a chair? Let Super King help you move one."

"No, Benjira—"

The rock behind his feet rose slowly, gradually forming a small stone pier, and Dio sat down with confidence.

"I really don't know why Bangira is so obedient, she is usually very fierce."

"As long as you don't look at them with preconceived evaluations in the illustration book, every elf is a very good child."

Dio sat on a rock and thanked Bangira.

"Hey~"

Bangira also agreed with Dior's words. Although he looked fierce, he was still very gentle.

If there is no order from Yamabuki Ryoko in every battle, the opponent's elf will be severely injured, it is definitely because they are too weak.

"Also, lying down directly after a meal makes it easy to gain weight."

"Big tape big tape, fat they'll find where they need to go."

Proudly sticking out his chest, Jiu Xing's face was full of pride.

"Besides, those are too far away for me, and there is not much time left anyway."

"Dio should have found out a long time ago, right?"

"Well, why did you say this all of a sudden?"

"Of course it is to prepare Dior mentally, otherwise Dior will be very sad then?"

There was no change in expression on Jiu Xing's beautiful face, his narrowed eyes couldn't tell what he was thinking now, his tender white arms stretched out, and he stretched his waist greatly.

"will not."

"How ruthless!"

"I will save you, I don't want to see Grandma Liangzi sad."

"Why do you call me grandma and not my sister!"

"Did you really not find this sentence strange? Obasan."

"..."

The yard suddenly became very quiet, as if the mute button had been pressed.

But it can be seen from the clenched white and tender fists that this should be the calm before the eruption of the volcano.

"Ahhhhh! Guai Li, don't stop me, I must beat him up today!!!"

"Mu Da!"

Smash Valudo!

…………

the next day.

Dio, who was holding the round land shark, came to the training ground early in the morning. Dio, who was in a daze, was woken up by the excited Shawarang.

Dior, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly felt as if he was being stared at by something. When he woke up, he saw Savalan lying on the window, staring at him with two wide eyes.

Dior and Shawaran, who was wearing training clothes, looked at each other for 20 seconds before losing the battle. He reluctantly took Yuanlu Shark, who was still sleeping but clung to his clothes, to brush his teeth and wash his face.

With the help of the world, Dior finished washing while holding Yuanlusha in his arms, and Ryoko Yamabuki just got up to prepare breakfast.

"Dior sauce, you woke up so early today."

"Watermelon was a little excited today, and then got up and wanted to exercise."

"Then go first, and remember to come for breakfast in time."

"Alright—then, let's start with a warm-up ten-kilometer weight-bearing run!"

"Chaya!"

Because there are no people living around and it is close to the Tianguan Mountains, the size of the hut and the yard is not small, and the circumference is not small. It takes about one kilometer to run around, which can let those young elves of the fighting system feel free* *force.

After running ten laps, Shawaran's physical strength has just finished warming up. As long as he rests for a while, the rice spoon snake will almost wake up, which can satisfy his desire to fight.

"Confidentially~"

Dio seemed to have miscalculated the time for the rice spoon snake to wake up, and the black snake's head gently rubbed against Dio's cheek.

"I seem to wake up earlier today."

"Hanehane, ha-nehane."

"You don't need to wake up with me, you can go back to sleep while there is still some time."

"Haney~"

"Don't worry, I'm not sleepy."

"Crack..."

The cold wind blowing in front of him in the morning made Yuanlu Shark feel a bit cold and slipped into Dio's arms.

Wrap the round land shark with a coat into a rice dumpling, Dior is a bit cold in the wind now.

'Go back to sleep...'

With this thought in mind, Dio turned around and continued digging into his den.

Wipe off the shoes, pick up the baby bear and continue to sleep.

"what……"

The rice spoon snake followed Dio into the hut, but saw the small white bed that he could no longer squeeze into, and chose to coil it on the ground.

"Chaya."

Chavalon's head looked at Dio from the window again.

Dio, who felt like he hadn't slept for long, looked at Shawaran again.

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"Okay, black cake..."

Immediately, a large group of elves gathered to watch the excitement in the yard, leaving a circle with a diameter of about 50 meters for the Shawarang and the rice spoon snake in the middle.

"You two are free, the battle begins...ha..."

Dior held Yuanlu Shark and Baby Bear in each hand, and sat on a small bench as the referee of the game.

This time, Dior brought two coats, one for wrapping rice dumplings and one for wearing.

"Chaya!"

Shawaran raised his weight-bearing legs high, just like a fighter who has been practicing for a long time, posing the largest and most gorgeous posture.

Judging from the human body, this posture is easy to knock down, but as an elf who is good at kicking skills, no matter what the posture is, it will not affect Shawarang's kicking skills that can smash rocks.

"Cut, cut!"

The right leg kicked three times in the air, the mixed strength broke through the sound barrier, and the three wind-breaking sounds exploded from his feet, winning the cheers of the fighting elves around him.

Shawarang's efforts are seen by everyone, even among so many elves in the backyard, none of them feel that their efforts surpass Shawarang's.

Not everyone can practice all day long. Even the elf's body and perseverance are far superior to humans, but that kind of high-intensity exercise not only consumes resources, but also a great test of perseverance.

The rice spoon snake looks much worse. I basically don't see her exercising in the yard. She comes back after going out with Dior. Can the exercise outside be as intense as this inside?

Coupled with the unsocial character of the rice spoon snake, there are no friends, and there are no elves to support the rice spoon snake.

"Confidentially~"

For the guy who made Dio uncomfortable, the rice spoon snake didn't plan to end him well.

ps: The rice spoon snake is about level 42 now, it was level 36 when Shawarang sent it, and it is level [-] after training.

So the real title of the next chapter is...

A dark-haired teen who doesn't usually seem to fit in beats the hardest-working student in her class in gym class.

(End of this chapter)