i am stronger than elves

"So who is my opponent?" Fujiji asked weakly, raising his hand.

Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, and they all looked at each other warily.

In their eyes, Fujiji was undoubtedly a little sheep that got mixed up in a pack of wolves. There were more wolves but less meat, and only the strongest one could eat him.

One of them showed a gentle smile: "Little brother, choose me as your opponent. You see, they are all so vicious that they don't look like good people. They will definitely hurt you."

"I'm different. If you choose me, I'll take you to the exit and just give me your number plate."

"Tsuruda, you farted and you broke a man's leg last time I saw you," a thin man yelled angrily.

Seeing that a quarrel was about to break out, Fujitsu made a stop gesture to stop the quarrel among several people: "You are all famous brothers on the road. I should have handed over my number plate obediently."

"However, the five eldest brothers are all the best players. I really don't know which one to give it to."

"Give me" x5

"Why don't you guys have a fight?" Fujiji whispered.

"Little brother, do you think we are stupid? Do you still need your number plate then?"

Fujiji, who is actually a smart guy, raised his eyebrows. This makes him very passive.

Suddenly, Xiao Lindao from above spoke again: "Move, why are some people not moving?"

"In this case, I will change the rules. Those with three number plates can advance directly to the next round without participating in the competition."

The leaders of the Takahashi and Tanaka groups on the opposite side were silent. They already had the advantage, so it would be okay to modify the rules for Kobayashi to prevent this mad dog from biting people indiscriminately.

"Abo monster, poisonous needle"

Among the five people surrounding Fujiji, the man from the Kobayashi group who spoke first immediately commanded the elves to attack the members of the Takahashi group beside him.

Others also reacted very quickly, dodging while letting their elves protect themselves.

They were extremely ruthless, and the elves' attack range also covered the trainers, as if they wanted to kill others.

"Umi"

"Umi"

The duck-billed baby tilted his head and looked at the scene in front of him in confusion.

He originally thought it was a fierce battle, but he got fired up, but in the end, no one cared about him.

He turned his head and suddenly felt a chill when he saw Fujiji wearing a mask.

Although I don’t know what’s going on, it’s definitely right to put the blame on my trainer.

Sensing the look in the duck-billed baby's eyes, Fujitsu smiled at him.

However, because of the mask, the duck-billed baby couldn't see his smile and could only see his narrowed fox-like eyes.

"Umi is so scary"

"Duck-billed baby, spray flames." Looking at the five people fighting together, Fujitsu whispered.

This order made the duck-billed baby stunned. According to his usual habits as a trainer, he should watch the fire from the other side and then take advantage of it.

But as long as you obey the orders, it will be fine

It was like opening the lid of a pressure cooker, and thick flames shot out, like a fire beast running on the ground, trying to devour the enemy.

The Arbor monster didn't expect that he would be attacked from behind by the duck-billed baby. He only felt a heat on his back, and it was already too late to avoid it.

"asshole"

The trainer of the Arbor monster had no idea that Fujiji, who was supposed to be a piece of meat on the chopping block, would actually resist, let alone that the opponent's duck-billed baby would be so strong.

"My life is at stake." Tsuruta closed his eyes.

However, he did not feel himself being swallowed up by the flames. The heat wave receded and seemed to avoid him.

He opened his eyes at a loss and saw the Abo monster standing in front of him, but at this time he was already a candle in the wind and could fall down at any time.

"I'm fine"

He looked at his body blankly. He could kill me by just spraying fire for a few seconds. Why did he stop?

He carefully poked his head out from behind the Arbor monster, and saw the steamy, hot, and sticky concrete floor.

Surrounded by elves who were covered in scorch marks but could still stand up, their trainer was unscathed just like him.

"why"

He couldn't understand why the other party let five people, including himself, go with such a huge gap.

If it were me, I would never let this opportunity go.

Except for the member of the Xiaolin group, the other three did not join any gang. Even if he did not kill the other party, he would cripple them and make them lose their fighting ability.

"Why let us go? We are just evil people living in a garbage dump."

He hates other people's charity most. The sympathy of others makes him feel sick and makes him feel that he is still a weak person.

"why"

Fujiji turned to look at him, and the gray mask seemed to be looking at him mockingly.

"Abo monster solution"

"Baby duckbill, burn it."

The solution was like a big net falling from the sky to cover Fujiji. The duck-billed baby flexibly controlled the temperature and shape of the flames ejected from his mouth.

I saw that the solution was completely burned before it hit the ground, leaving only a wisp of black smoke above.

Looking at the figure wearing the gray and white gargoyle mask, he knelt on the ground weakly, grabbing his pants with both hands.

He failed, and it was a disastrous defeat. With the huge gap in strength, he had no chance of winning.

Fujitsu walked slowly on the red-hot cement floor, his feet feeling hot.

Damn it, the fire resistance is too low. It's so hot. What should I do? I want to run, but I won't be able to do that.

Finally, with complicated emotions, Fujitsu walked up to him step by step. When he saw the shoes in front of him, he laughed to himself.

"Why don't you kill me to humiliate me?"

"stand up."

"what"

"I said stand up"

Fujiji turned around, looked at the other four people who fell to the ground, and said coldly: "A person can be killed, but he can never be knocked down."

"Never kneel"

"Even if you are trash, bastards, and worthless pests, you must never kneel down. You are human beings, not slaves."

After saying that, he bent down and knelt down, pulled up Tsuruta who was kneeling on the ground, straightened his face so that he could see the vague figure on the high platform in the distance.

"Do you know what you look like now? In the eyes of those people, you are just a bunch of monkeys, not even as good as the Magic Wall Dolls. At least the Magic Wall Dolls can be sold for money, but you can't."

Tsuruta felt his nose was sore and asked in a crying voice: "Why are you saying this?"

Another man fell to the ground and hammered the ground. Fujiji told the cruel truth that they had been deceiving themselves, and his self-esteem had collapsed.

"We are just some bastards, even if we die, no one will care."

"What's your name?" Fujiji looked at the man who hammered the ground.

"Sasato."

"Okay, Sato, I'll tell you now."

Fujiji opened his arms, and behind him was the chaotic battlefield, with continuous explosions.

"Evil people and bastards also need an evil savior."

At this moment, both Tsuruta and Sato, as well as the other two people who fell to the ground, saw the light emanating from behind the man wearing the gray mask.

Although the mask is scary and strange, in their eyes, they seem to be seeing Buddha.