i am stronger than elves

"So, are you willing to be the savior of the wicked?"

"us"

Tsuruta looked at the hand stretched out to him at a loss, and looked at the other four people in panic, as if he couldn't believe that someone like him could take over such a big responsibility.

"Of course, as long as you think about it and do it, you can become the savior of evil people and bastards."

Tsuruta's mouth felt dry and he stared at those slender hands like a lost man who saw an oasis in the desert.

"I would like"

"Then we will be companions from now on."

Although he was wearing a mask, Tsuruta could feel the smile of the person behind the mask.

Isn’t it right that I can become such a person’s companion?

I am just a follower following in his footsteps. How dare I go with such a person?

He didn't dare look into Fujiji's eyes again.

"I would too"

Sato, who was beating the ground before, rolled and crawled to Fujiji's side on all fours and looked at Fujiji longingly.

"Of course, as long as you are determined to save evil people and bastards, you can become the savior of evil people."

Fujiji looked at the other three people: "Are you willing to dedicate your life to this great cause?"

The shock in the eyes of the three of them had not subsided, and two of them hurriedly came to Fujiji's side, with hope shining in their eyes.

The man who remained motionless showed a look of struggle in his eyes: "Sir, I am a member of Xiaolin Group, am I worthy of this?"

"What's your name? Have you done many evil things?"

"Matsumoto, I did a lot of wrong things during my time in the Kobayashi group." Under Fujitsu's tall figure, he did not dare to lie.

"Then you should become a savior. You should repent for the wrong things you have done in the past and then atone for your sins."

Fujitsu walked slowly to his side, with kindness in his eyes: "As long as there is justice in your heart, even if you are stuck in the quagmire, there is still the possibility of getting out."

"So will you join us?"

Matsumoto was already sobbing, and his voice was hoarse from crying: "I do, I do."

The other people slowly helped him up: "We will be companions from now on."

Tsuruta took the initiative to take a step forward, looking down at Fujiji's feet slightly: "Please teach us what to do, sir."

""

Fujiji's brain started to work rapidly. He was just deceiving people. How could he think of anything?

"humble"

"honest"

"mercy"

Fujitsu thought for a moment and blurted out: "Bravery, justice, sacrifice, honor, soul."

"This is the doctrine"

Hetian and others looked at each other in confusion. They could understand the others, but what is the soul?

"Dare to ask, sir, what is the soul?"

how could I know

Fujiji's brain started running again, and after a moment, he reached out and poked Tsuruta's left chest.

"This is something you have to ask yourselves. You have to find the answer yourself. There are a thousand doctrines in the hearts of a thousand saviors."

"You have to find the one for yourself, and this is the soul."

"Go take what you saw and heard to heart, tell more assholes like you in the past, and help them get out of the mire."

"We understand." The five people from Tsuruta bowed their heads respectfully, with firmness in their eyes.

"Time is running out. If I want to advance to the next round, I still need to find an opponent. You should leave first."

"Sir, why are you pursuing this championship? Is it for Charmander's elf egg? But such greed should not be shown by the savior."

Good guy, you can draw inferences from one instance to another.

Fujiji said seriously: "Power, do you think that preaching alone can make the evildoers turn back? If I hadn't defeated you with my powerful strength just now, would you be willing to correct yourself?"

"I see"

Tsuruta Daichi was enlightened and looked at Fujiji with respect: "You are a man of great mercy. If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? I misunderstood your intention."

"By the way, sir, can you tell us your name?"

"My name"

Fujitsu coughed lightly: "You can just call me Sakaki, you can also call me leader."

They have found a real career and will no longer feel inferior to their status as unemployed vagrants.

Behind the mask, Fujitsu opened his mouth and wanted to stop them.

I haven't given you your number plate yet.

But in the end, I didn't scream out loud, it would have been too out of character.

"I can only find another opponent."

Fujiji turned his head and looked away. This warehouse was exaggeratedly big. The place where he and the five people from Tsuruta just fought was just a small corner.

"Find your opponent as soon as possible"

A cold look flashed in his eyes. Now that the rules have changed, everyone's vigilance will be greatly increased, and the speed of grabbing the number plate will be slower, which just gives him a chance.

For example, now, some people are fighting while guarding against others. As long as someone intervenes, they will be attacked by both sides, and there is also a group that will definitely not rob the opponents of the same group.

Naturally, ordinary savages would not dare to cause trouble to other big gang members, but if you put on a mask, you don't have to worry about it.

Holding the duck-billed baby under his arm, Fujitsu ran while looking for a suitable opponent.

Finally, Fujitsu's eyes lit up when he saw a strangely powerful and fiery monkey.

"Go ahead, duck-billed baby, it's you who decides."

"Umi"

Lifting the duck-billed baby with one hand, Fujiji took a baseball-throwing posture and threw it towards the strange force and the fiery monkey.

"Use Flame Vortex"

The duck-billed baby was thrown like a javelin and changed its position in the air while releasing the blazing flames in its mouth.

Like a spinning top, the duck-billed baby used a different kind of flame car. The flame vortex it spewed actually started to move after covering the strange power and the fiery monkey.

Like the tops on the battle board that I played with in my childhood, the whirlpools of flames finally collided together and disappeared.

"Although I'm afraid of heights, Wumi, I'm not afraid of fainting."

In an instant, the duck-billed baby landed and stood firm to complete the double kill.

“It turns out I’m really that awesome.”

Seeing the duck-billed baby's strength, Fujitsu couldn't help but sigh.

The previous opponents were either little ones like Sakaki, or trainers like Saito Akira who were about to end their growth period and enter their maturity.

Even in the rookie fighting competition, Kyogoku is the only one he likes and feels can be his opponent.

He deeply regretted not being able to fight.

Unknowingly, it turns out that I am so strong.

Although his opponent was just an elf who was a gangster, Fujitsu once again realized how ordinary the low-level trainers were.

Looking at the gangster who seemed to be frightened, Fujitsu found a position with a backlight and let the light shine on him from behind.

His feet slowly walked towards the two people, and every step seemed to step on their hearts.

The two of them couldn't help but feel in awe and ashamed of themselves.

"You two, have you ever heard of the savior of the wicked?" He asked slowly with a smile in his eyes.