i am stronger than elves

The fighting competition, in which only one elf can be sent from the beginning to the end of the competition, is a contest between fists. It is extremely popular all over the world and is deeply loved by trainers.

The future fighting king, Sheba, became the king because he won the Kanto region championship several times and won the championship in the world competition.

A contestant who was beaten by a strange force was frightened by the news.

The venue for the competition is the Joban Stadium. The scale is indeed much smaller than the Quartz Conference venue, but it is also crowded at this time, and several cameras are broadcasting live broadcasts.

There have been several games ahead of Fujitsu, which heated up the atmosphere in the arena.

Even before he left the arena, Fujitsu could hear the shouts of the audience, but

Everyone shouted Akemi Sasaki's name. After all, there were relatively few female players in this kind of competition, so she was even more popular with the audience.

Taking a deep breath and stepping into the arena, he was surrounded by tall flying mantises. On the tall ring, Fujitsugu and Sasaki Akemi looked at each other.

The referee stands between the two. It is trash talk time and the players can play freely.

Of course, trash talk will also find its way into the live content, so don’t go too far.

"Huh huh huh." Fujiji looked at Akemi and suddenly laughed, making her scalp tingle.

I can only bite the bullet and say: "Why are you laughing?"

"I laughed at Zhuge Liang for not coughing, coughing, and just joining in."

"As a new trainer who won a badge just after his debut, you are indeed very good, but you still lost to me before the game. Do you know why?"

That was all a few months ago

Sasaki Akemi complained in her heart, but she did have doubts in her heart. As a rich man, he has the top qualifications for an elf.

Even though his own spirit was only Lulili, and even though the opponent used electric skills, there was no reason to lose to Fujiji.

"There is only one reason"

Fujitsu took out the exercise vest from behind with a swipe and showed it in front of the camera.

"The exercise vest exclusively made by me is specially made for elves who want to become stronger. It can significantly improve the strength, speed and endurance of elves."

"There is no sponsor yet. If you want patent authorization, please contact us as soon as possible. We will discuss the price in person and strive to satisfy you all."

Flying Mantis took the opportunity to put the vest on his shoulders and did a few bodybuilding movements.

"Flying Mantis has agreed to use it"

""

Sasaki Akemi was silent, and after a moment she said angrily: "You are not participating in this competition just to promote your products, right?"

"Isn't that right?"

Fujitsugi's eyebrows were filled with excitement: "This is a live broadcast across the city. My family is not like yours. It costs a lot to cultivate elves."

He waved to the camera again: "Anyone who is interested can come to me after this game."

"asshole"

In a VIP box inside the stadium, an elegant-looking middle-aged man cursed angrily.

This is not to scold Fujiji. As the director of Joban TV, Shimada hated the planning of his subordinates.

The guy below said it well. This is a live broadcast for the whole city, so we should take advantage of the opportunity to advertise.

You don’t have to advertise yourself, but you can bid for other manufacturers to bid for advertising opportunities.

Then wouldn't Taili be able to make a lot of money again?

But his useless subordinates didn't think of this method at all.

He waved his hand and called his secretary: "After the game, find someone to contact this player named Fujitsu and ask him if he has the intention to advise Taili."

"The salary should be based on the normal planned monthly salary. If you are a minor, it will be [-] to [-]% lower."

Taili's funds are tight, so he should save whatever he can. This is definitely not because of his capitalist nature.

"Go, Marylou."

"Here comes the quasi-dragon-slaying warrior." On the field, the commentator began to spit at the microphone, and even an ordinary elf could turn into a treasure in his mouth.

"Flying Mantis, get rid of her as quickly as possible." Fujitsu did not show mercy because the other party was a woman.

To put it bluntly, this is called killing flowers with a ruthless hand, but in Fujiji's view, this is clearly an expression of equality between men and women.

Although Marylou has been practicing hard for several months, her level is still not high enough.

However, as the saying goes, the liver is not as good as krypton. Taking out a black belt from behind and putting it on, Marylou's aura changed instantly, as if she had changed from a harmless little cute to a powerful elf of the hand-bladed dragon type.

The tail behind him danced like a tiger, and he slapped the flying mantis in a series of blows with the back of the knife.

Soon, Fujiji's eyes became solemn, because Marilou took out more and more elf props. She wore a black belt, a momentum band and a power hood on her head, and a mysterious water drop was tied to her tail. , with a round body wrapped in a silk scarf.

Fujiji, who is dressed in luxurious equipment, wants to become a robber.

However, he still endured it and filed a lawsuit against the referee: "I am reporting that the opponent brought too many elf props. Is this a violation of the rules of the game?"

However, the referee just pointed at the bottom of the big screen behind him, where there was a line of small words.

No. 40 Eight Rules: No restriction on the use of elf props.

""

Seeing Fujiji who was in shock, the referee shook his head regretfully. Originally there was no such rule, but just yesterday, a helicopter parked in front of the home of the competition organizer.

A few suitcases, plus a few contracts, the rule was added that night.

It’s not that the organizer is greedy for money, it’s just that she gave too much.

Fujitsu's face changed. He wanted to equip the Flying Mantis with props, but he didn't have any.

And since they are advertising exercise vests, they should win this competition beautifully without borrowing any foreign objects.

He crossed his arms in front of his chest and pretended to be a peerless master: "Flying Mantis, use all your strength."

After receiving the trainer's order, Flying Mantis' eyes narrowed. What he couldn't stand the most were these elves who used props. They resorted to evil ways due to lack of strength. He had to teach Marilu a lesson today.

The shadow clones surrounded Marylou, and then the main body appeared behind Marylou like a ghost, and hit the opponent's back with a split blow, knocking him away.

Then he looked at the referee proudly and let him declare victory.

Even if she had the momentum to stand up, Marilou was at the end of her strength and might as well surrender.

But at the next moment, a water gun hit Flying Mantis in the face, knocking him flying to the side rope of the ring.

When the Flying Mantis looked closely, he saw Mary Lou chewing a tree fruit, and then wearing a bag-shaped prop on her body.

It contained leftover rice.

"Just a bastard"

Under Marylou's provocative gaze, Flying Mantis couldn't help but curse.

Fujiji was dumbfounded.

"Be good, rich people can still play like this"

If you have so much money to buy the championship directly, what kind of competitions are you going to participate in?