Holy Light, This Elf is Worth a Hammer

Chapter 22 If I Can't Be the Protagonist, I Can Only Be the Villain

"This world really is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon." Although it was only a short moment, Feng Xian's illustrated book still captured him firmly.But then again, whether it's the routine of pretending to slap your face, or the standard template for the rise of the useless, they are all standard equipment for the protagonist!

How can the main character act as a passer-by while watching others pretend to be slapped in the face, and the useless rises up?

The African god of war shed his black tears.

The battle ended hastily, and it is not bad that the sautéed monkey who was directly hit by the general ult did not die. This is because the Nianli puppet has no general attributes. Life is not enough.

[Destroying death light: the ultimate skill of general special attack, with a power of 150.Negative effect: It will be stiff for a while after use. 】

In this world where skills are a bit poor and relying on the natal skills of their own elves as the mainstream, it is simply a bug that they can master the mind force clay puppet that destroys the death light.

Who can stand this!

At least at this stage, if Feng Xian fights against that woman, he probably won't end up much better than that Zhao Yan.

"Xiao Bu, why are you here!" While the large group of Zhao's children were busy cleaning up, Director Zhao hurried over.

"This is my home, what can I not come?" Facing Mr. Zhao's questioning, Feng Xian's words left Mr. Zhao speechless.

"Forget it, forget it, we're here, go say hello to your grandpa! You grandpa and grandson... hey." Director Zhao sighed helplessly, and led Feng Xian into the main room. middle.

"What? Now you know you're back? What did you do earlier?"

Before Feng Xian's foot crossed the threshold, the Patriarch of the Zhao family, who was sitting on the head of the house, also put down the white porcelain teacup in his hand, looked at Feng Xian and said angrily.

Feng Xian, who was a little confused by the old man's question, cast a questioning look at Mr. Zhao.

And the latter also rubbed his temples.

"Master, you know about Xiaobu's amnesia."

"Amnesia? Hmph! The descendants of my Zhao family have never been so embarrassing!"

"That's right, nephew, if you really admit your mistake, then you can give in to your grandfather. We will still be a family in the future, right?" The fat man next to the old man said with a half-hearted smile.

Looking at the uncle whose eyes were almost narrowed into a line, Feng Xian couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

"Fatty man, who do you say is my family? Is it your useless son who got divorced?" Feng Xian's words made the entire main room silent for two seconds, watching the uncle's face begin to rise at a speed visible to the naked eye. With a red face, Fengxian shrugged indifferently.

Killing people is nothing more than a nod, Feng Xian's words are simply heartbreaking, just like a villain in a novel who can't survive three chapters.

"Shut up! My son is trash, so aren't you even worse than trash?"

"Look at what you said, do you mean that our Zhao family is all trash?"

"You...I..." The uncle stomped his feet angrily, and couldn't say a word for a long time after being choked by Feng Xian.

Just kidding, as a standard young man in the 21st century, Fengxian's trumpet has played every corner of the Arad continent, who is afraid of whom!Are you capable of hitting me along the network cable?

The old man on the side who pretended to be calm seemed to have just come back to his senses at this moment, and looked at Feng Xian in amazement, as if he had known him for the first time.

"Ahem. Do you really lose your memory?"

"Does this kind of thing still lie?" Feng Xian's face twitched, these are some of the best, but what shocked Feng Xian was yet to come.

"Good! Good! Amnesia is good! Amnesia is good!" Looking at Fengxian's disgusted face, the old man sitting in the main seat was not angry, but clapped his hands and stood up from the chair happily. It's like winning tens of millions.

"I always feel like it was a mistake for me to come here today!"

"Okay, okay, Wei Dong, don't stare at your bull's-eye all the time, Xiao Bu knows that it's a good thing to be irritating! None of the descendants of our Zhao family has a soft-hearted guy! When it's time to be tough It has to be hard!"

"What kind of turtle?" Feng Xian only felt a little pain in his head. He thought that the unlucky guy in his predecessor was already top-notch, but he didn't expect this old man to be even worse!

"I said Xiaobu, you are old and young. I think it's about time. It just so happens that the autumn campaign of the empire is now. The head coach is the vanguard of Lao Tzu before. You can go and accompany your second brother. Where are we from the Zhao family? There is someone as thin and tender as you! It’s a good thing to go to practice more. When you and your second brother come back, the marriage between the two can almost be knocked out. Just those talkative old ladies in Lincheng two days ago Still trying to find a matchmaker...Huzi, don’t you think so?”

"Yes, but didn't you reject him!"

"What's wrong with the refusal? The girl who refuses his family won't marry?" The old man slammed the mahogany chair and snorted coldly, "It's him who can match the girl from his family with my grandson Zhao Shizi. Burning high incense, if this little bastard hadn't been too dishonest before and was afraid of embarrassing our Zhao family, would I be able to refuse others! Now it's good, amnesia is good! If I let my comrades know that I gave birth to a bitch The grandson must not be killed by them."

have to. .Feng Xian also heard that his father was born in the army, and he might have been a general when he was young.

"It's no wonder..." Feng Xian understood why the unlucky ghost in his predecessor was so unpopular. What do soldiers pay attention to?What is important is the backbone. Soldiers admire the strong and hope to become strong. The stubborn thinking of the older generation only hopes that their children and grandchildren will be iron-blooded men, drinking big bowls and eating meat.

But what about the predecessor?Instead of dancing with knives and swords, I prefer rouge and gouache, and I am more feminine than women. It's fine if I don't get mad at this old man.

It really wasn't wrong to be kicked out.

"Ahem, I said master, Xiaobu has also awakened a high-level star device..."

"Advanced stellar device? True or false?"

Director Zhao rolled his eyes, he didn't listen to a single word he told you two days ago!

And the uncle on the side was also surprised after hearing the high-level stellar device: "Can you awaken the stellar device at this age?"

"It's absolutely true!" Mr. Zhao winked at Feng Xian, and the latter reluctantly took out his hammer.

"Really!"

"Okay! Okay! God bless my Zhao family! A pair of heroes! Okay! Okay! Come on, prepare my luggage for me, Huzi, prepare for Xiaobu, and you will set off for the empire today. Join the army for me! I want to make those old guys envy me..."

"Join the army? I won't go!"

"What?!" The old man Zhao broke his voice almost out of breath, "Why!"

"Not interested, and my dream is to become a trainer!"

"Trainer?!" Hearing Fengxian's words, Mr. Zhao fell silent, and sighed lightly: "No, you can't."

"why?"

"It's very simple, it's too late." Mr. Zhao spread his hands and shook his head helplessly: "Trainers pay attention to talent, and the more talented people are, the more they will show different things when they were children. , When my grandfather was in the army, I often heard about all kinds of strange people and strange things, some people are born with the ability to communicate with elves, and some people can use the potential power of elves."

"It's a pity that this kind of person will only appear once in tens of thousands of years, so most trainers start training from an early age, hoping that hard work can make up for it. However, some people are not naturally suitable to be trainers, but because they focus on elves and ignore In terms of self-cultivation, the result is that you can’t eat more than you can chew, but it’s not as good as those who concentrate on studying martial arts.”

"Diligence can make up for one's weakness. After all, elves are foreign objects, and their own strength is the real strength. With high-level star equipment, you have a higher possibility than your grandfather and me. Listen to my grandfather and wait for you to reach level 50! Dragon Yao Empire You must be included in the general order!" Mr. Zhao said earnestly.

Indeed, without the help of the system, Fengxian, who has just awakened the star device, let alone cultivate elves, it would be great if he can cultivate himself well.

If nothing else, let's talk about my "former sister-in-law". The level 37 Nianli clay puppet may not even be her favorite. With such strength, how long will it take you to catch up if you don't use it?Ten years or 20 years?

With so many variables, it's better to be a leader, own a high-level star device, as long as you climb to level 40 before the age of 50, you will be a general in the court.

Do you want to become a general in the court and take charge of life and death, or become a trainer just because of your hobby?

Anyone with a normal mind will choose to be the leader.

"But I chose to be a trainer, this is my dream!"

"You little bastard, why don't you listen to persuasion just like your father!" The old man Zhao slapped the table angrily, "What's wrong with being a soldier! I really don't understand you young people. People! If it weren't for these damned elves, would your parents have died! When I went to fight the beast tide, I didn't kill them all with one sword and one sword!"

"I didn't say that being a soldier is bad, being a soldier is naturally glorious! It's just that I think I have the ability to be a trainer..."

"You have the ability to fuck!" Then Mr. Zhao was really pissed off by Feng Xian, and he directly turned on the unreasonable mode.

"And what if I can prove it?"

"What proof do you have?"

"The game the day after tomorrow!" Feng Xian said with a smile: "Of course the matter of the trainer must be solved by the trainer's method. If I win, it will prove that I am better than my elder brother who has been a trainer for more than ten years." Are you more talented?"

"..."

Chapter 23 Debut Battle

The blue sky is like a wonderful picture scroll, and the white clouds are slowly drifting into the distance with the wind, as if they are afraid of being melted by the sun.

Today is the most important day for the Zhao family.

It was also the third young master's debut match, and his opponent was also Zhao Yan, the youngest of the Zhao family who was retired two days ago.

Since being divorced, the stimulated Young Master of the Zhao family seemed to be a different person. He tempered himself and his elves like crazy every day. Revenge became his source of motivation. As for today's In the battle, he didn't pay attention to Feng Xian at all.

In other words, no one is optimistic about Fengxian at all.

How long has Feng Xian been a trainer?Ask Fengxian again what kind of elf he is.

The answer was unicorn, which caused a burst of laughter!

Use the unicorn to fight Zhao Yan's scorpion?

Isn't this an order of magnitude!

"Why hasn't this guy come here? It's almost noon, he must have escaped!" The slightly rich uncle wiped the sweat from his neck, and there was a hint of displeasure in his small eyes.

"Huh, there are no deserters in our Zhao family! Wei Dong, you, an uncle, don't even understand this truth!"

"Yes, that's what you taught me!" Zhao Weidong apologized, but in his heart he was extremely contemptuous of the children of the third family, oh no, it should be said to be disgusting!His son is the pride of his life, even if he was a little proud and complacent in the early stage, it's not the turn of a trash to make irresponsible remarks!

"he came!"

I don't know who exclaimed first, Fengxian slowly walked into Zhao's compound.

"It's only now, I think you dare not come." Zhao Yan stood on the ring, looking at Feng Xian with his arms folded, full of contempt.

"How can I say this is also my first battle, so of course I have to dress up, right?" Feng Xian pointed to the black and white peaked cap on his finger, and all his long lavender hair was gathered, making Feng Xian look even more heroic.This is not a product of this world, but it was exchanged for the low-end fashion coupons that Feng Xian bought at a discounted price this morning.

Although low-level fashion doesn't have any attributes attached, but in this elf world without a hat, are you ashamed to say that you are the protagonist?

"Brother, you lost twice in a row at the same place, have you decided what brand of tofu to buy?" Than trash talk?Feng Xian said that he was never afraid of anyone.

"I hope you can still be so stubborn when you get to the barracks!" Zhao Yan, who knew he couldn't take advantage of his tongue, walked to the other side of the ring and released his spirit.

A flamboyant purple scorpion has shown its gold-level potential just after its debut.

Facing the pincer-tailed scorpion, some weaker elves were even more frightened and could only hide behind their own trainers.

"This pincer-tailed scorpion is indeed a silver-level elf. The average pincer-tailed scorpion is five inches long, which is the limit, but Xiaoyan's one is seven inches. It is not only bigger than the average pincer-tailed scorpion, but also more He inherited many excellent skills from his parents, master, are you really going to throw Xiaobu into the barracks? Our empire can’t be said to be peaceful these years!” Regarding this battle, he, Director Zhao, is not too optimistic.

This is an elf duel, not a melee. If it is a melee, with Fengxian's auxiliary force, Fengxian's big needle bee may be able to compete, but one-on-one, Director Zhao is really not optimistic about Fengxian The big needle wasp with acquired defects.

"I do things in my own way, and you also said that Fengxian is an auxiliary profession, which has always been popular in the army. Haven't you figured it out yet! Back then, our deputy was trapped in a ravine, You brought someone to fish it out for him!"

"This happened many years ago." Director Zhao shook his head, and couldn't help laughing out loud. Indeed, an assistant is a favorite no matter where he is. To put it bluntly, even if he is captured, he can eat and drink well There will be no problem.

Perhaps, joining the army is not necessarily a bad thing.

Slowly walking onto the ring, Feng Xian is like a pious pilgrim. Today is a turning point in his life and the beginning of fulfilling his dream.

Standing on the opposite side of Zhao Yan, Feng Xian did not have the slightest timidity. Isn't this the scene in his dreams?

Opponents, Spectators, Collisions of Spirits.

Feng Xian pulled the brim of the hat back to his head, smiled at Zhao Yan, and threw the elf ball in his hand: "Then...let's start!"