My elf can't be this strong

In recent years, Shengphilosophy College has been in decline year by year.

The reason is that they failed to properly complete talent replacement.

The lack of outstanding students has caused the ranking of "Elven Martial Arts" to plummet, and it is almost falling out of the ranks of the top famous schools.

In order to restore its reputation, the school decided to form an elite class and make every effort to cultivate outstanding students who can shoulder heavy responsibilities.

"Here, you will get abundant resources, professional guidance, and targeted practice advice."

In the special class classroom, Xue Yao, whom I haven't seen for a long time, is organizing the first class meeting.

As a visiting professor at Holy Philosophy College, he was invited to be the teacher of the exceptional class and will devote all his efforts to cultivating these students for up to three years.

Looking at the faces in the hall one by one, Xue Yao paused and continued to explain: "The establishment of a special class has caused a lot of doubts from the outside world."

This is indeed the case. Everyone has been admitted to the sage examination, so why should certain groups be specially divided?

Not to mention the freshmen who have just arrived, even many old students have opinions on this.

People are not worried about scarcity but inequality. The school's blatant favoritism has made many students and parents feel very angry.

"Therefore, the school decided that the elite classes will be taught in an elimination system."

"The three most outstanding students from the freshmen class will be selected every month. They are eligible to challenge. Once you lose, you will lose your seat in the elite class."

"For your own future, everyone, please cherish every minute and every second to become stronger."

The rules of the elite class are very cruel, but the five people present showed no signs of panic at all.

Maybe those guys have forgotten why they are the target of elite training.

By connections?

money?

Or fame?

None of them, but the simplest strength, who is not the champion of the region.

Even if he can't be rated as a supernova, at least his strength can crush all the new trainers.

Want to beat yourself to qualify for the top class?

Great, just come.

"It's a roll call challenge, what an interesting rule." The speaker was Raymond French, a handsome blond guy from the commercial city of Perth.

He also won the league championship in his hometown region, but unfortunately he was not lucky enough to be selected among the nine supernovas.

As soon as he stepped into the classroom, Raymond stared directly at Xiao Fang, obviously having some different thoughts.

In addition to him, there is another person who is also the focus of Raymond's attention.

An Ziyang, a native of Grancel, has a rather handsome appearance, but the coldness between his brows makes him look a bit difficult to get along with.

The reason why Raymond pays attention to him is simple. An Ziyang is another winner of the supernova quota.

Looking back and forth between the two of them, Raymond suddenly smiled playfully and said meaningfully: "I remind you to be careful. Many people are very dissatisfied with the so-called supernova."

"Oh?" An Ziyang squinted at the blond man and asked lightly: "Are you included among these people?"

Oh, this guy has such a bad temper?

The remaining three people looked at each other and knew they were in for a good show.

Raymond clearly wanted to cause trouble, but he didn't expect that An Ziyang was also a cruel person, so he fought back without saying a word.

The two trainers didn't like each other, so of course they had to fight to determine the outcome.

Xue Yao on the side had no intention of intervening.

These guys are all unruly, and even Fang Bo, who looks the kindest on the surface, can easily feel the pride in his bones.

Without a clear winner, there is no way to unite together, and the next freshman challenge will be a total failure.

Since the founding of the school, there has never been a freshmen class that can defeat the second-year blocking team.

The school is under great pressure to form an elite class. If it doesn't make some noise, it will be a joke to the outside world.

The order Xue Yao received was to train the elite class to a level that could compete with the second grade students within a month.

The task was so difficult that he felt almost impossible to complete it.

If he was given five supernovas, Xue Yao would have the confidence to give it a try. As for now... he can only take one step at a time.

Soon, the elite class came to the specially opened battle room.

As the challenger, Raymond first threw his first elf.

The light yellow body and the big mouth made of steel hanging on the back of the head make it look both cute and dangerous.

[Elf: Big Mouth Baby]

【Level: 19】

[Character: naughty]

【Qualification: B】

[Danger level: slightly higher]

[Evaluation: Don’t take it lightly because of its cute appearance]

The level 19 elf is indeed worthy of Raymond's status as a rookie champion.

A month ago, he would have been able to fight Mu Xiu.

You must know that Fang Bo is no longer what he used to be. Facing him, he can still get a "slightly higher" risk evaluation, which is enough to prove the extraordinary strength of this big-mouthed kid.

However, when the cold-faced young man An Ziyang threw the Poke Ball, he knew that there was no suspense in this battle.

[Elf: Onion Ranger]

【Level: 24】

【Cheerful personality】

【Qualification: A】

[Danger level: higher]

[Evaluation: Elite soldiers who have completed multiple sets of training methods are also a kind of mobile reserve food]

Fang Bo couldn't figure out how Cong Youbing, which had an overall superior level and qualifications, could lose.

After the battle began, it first used the "iron wall" to defend against the opponent's iron head attack.

Taking advantage of the enemy's immobility, Cong Youbing directly used a "wild swing" move, knocking the big-mouthed baby to the ground on the spot.

If it weren't for the attribute restraint, Big Mouth Baby might have completely lost his combat effectiveness.

Fang Bo, who knew something about Cong Youbing, knew with his toes that its attack growth must be A level, even if he couldn't find out the opponent's detailed data.

Otherwise, the green onion gun wouldn't be so powerful.

"Aren't you going to give up yet?" An Ziyang's eyes were cold. He would never show mercy to challengers.

The supernova with the most ruthless style, this is how the outside world evaluates him.

"Onion Ranger, use the Sunlight Blade!" He gave an order that surprised everyone in the audience.

Sunlight Blade: Collects full sunlight and concentrates this power on the sword to attack.

"This, this is..." Even Xue Yao, as a professor, was a little surprised.

If you were to rank the rarity of moves, Sunlight Blade would definitely be on the list, and it might even be among the top three.

So far, only the grass elf Lan Mantis can learn the Sun Blade. If other elves want to learn, they must be taught it personally.

As for the probability of success...it's almost comparable to genetic skills.

"Speaking of it, this is also an application of the power of the sun." Fang Bo's heart moved, wondering if the little fire dragon could learn it.