To be fair, Teacher Wang's proposal not only did not favor his own fighting class at all, but also took care of the general classes.
In the arena competition, the side with more elves will definitely have an advantage.
The difference in the number of people between the two sides is nearly double, which is not a huge advantage.
Although the opponent's entire team is restrained, and simple addition, subtraction, multiplication and division may seem like a 50-50 split in terms of combat power, this is certainly not the case in an Elf battle.
In general, Teacher Wang's proposal is more or less like charity.
Teacher Tang hesitated for a long time and wanted to reject it, but couldn't find a better competition format, so he agreed.
So the two sides entered the strategy time and discussed their respective order of battle.
Generally speaking, the atmosphere in the small class is a bit gloomy. They all know that they have taken a big advantage in the competition system.
That's all. What's more important is that even so, they don't have the confidence to win.
Young people are thin-skinned. If they really don't win, everyone present will be embarrassed.
Not to mention that there are many of his classmates across from him.
For a time, no one dared to take the initiative to take the lead.
Xia Chen thought it was okay. With his face as thick as a sword monster's shield, it didn't matter even if he was really beaten.
Originally, the training time was much worse than that of the opponent. There is nothing to say about his inferior skills.
The journey of being a trainer has just begun. Xia Chen has very clear plans for his future life. Being beaten several times in Novice Village did not affect his mentality at all.
When no one came forward, he raised his hand and said, "Teacher Tang, how about I fight first?"
But Teacher Tang flatly refused, "No, you have to stay later."
Realizing that his tone was a bit harsh, he added an explanation: "Your Ibrahimovic is better because of his flexibility rather than his strength or physical ability. Let others go first."
This reason is indeed far-fetched. With nearly twenty elves on the opposite side, how much more energy will they consume?
In fact, Teacher Tang just wants to put his "ace" behind him. If the front really collapses, let's see if he can rely on Xia Chen to save some face...
"Gao Muyang, how about you and Dudu go first?"
Gao Muyang's Dudu is considered to be the second best in the small class of the general department. He said indifferently: "Okay."
Once the starting lineup was finalized, it was easier to arrange the next ones. In a short while, the order of more than thirty people was decided.
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"Come out, Dudu!"
"Wrist strength, prepare to fight!"
There were more than fifty people in the two classes ready to fight. There was no time to talk nonsense. The first battle started immediately after the personnel of both sides stood still.
"Dudu, lightning flashed!"
Gao Muyang still started with the same lightning flash, and Dudu was also very familiar with this tactic. With a kick of his two long legs, his body was shot out like an arrow from a string.
Xia Chen looked down and shook his head. Although it is said that "one new move can be used all over the world", he can't fight every opponent the same way.
The spirit like Wrist Power is full of muscles, waiting for you to get close to him. Gao Muyang's command...
Let me question it first.
As expected, the opponent smiled slightly. I haven't even come to you for a physical fight, but you've already sent me to my door.
Is there such a good thing?
He said without hesitation: "Strong your wrist, wait until he gets close and kick him down!"
Xia Chen was even more worried. His opponent did not waste the opportunity and chose the best way to play.
Although the power of a kick in the game only depends on the weight of the opponent, it is obvious that in this real world that follows classic mechanics, the power of a kick is also affected by speed.
What's more important is that Dudu's long legs are so good for kicking.
The level of command and training on both sides is not at the same level...
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In this kind of low-level battle, if you make one mistake, it will be difficult to have a chance to come back.
The moment Dudu was hit by a wrist kick, the first battle was over.
Dudu, who fell to the ground, was dizzy and had little strength to fight back against the next close attack from Wrist.
After a merciless beating with random punches, the wrist force finally ended with an [empty hand chop].
Dudu fell to the ground, his wrist unscathed.
This ending made the general class fall into silence during the first half of the class.
What they were most worried about happened. In the first game, the strength gap between the two sides was clearly displayed.
But there are also many people who are lucky enough to fight only once, which doesn't seem to explain anything.
Dudu's long legs seem to be a bit restrained by kicking them down...
If it were another elf, maybe he could hit this arm?
The second player who has high hopes is another master in the general class, little Kirbymon.
The rough-skinned and fleshy little Kirby, your wrist strength is not that easy to deal with, right?
Two minutes later, everyone in the general class fell silent as they looked at the little Kirby lying on the ground without the ability to fight.
Dudu, who had high attack speed and high attack speed, was almost killed instantly, and the rough-skinned and fleshy Kirby was also beaten like a sandbag.
Today's face... seems to be a shame?
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The contrast between the atmospheres in the two halves was almost extreme. It could be described as half fire and half ocean.
The small class in the general department is undoubtedly a cold and silent party.
Although it is a friendly exchange competition within the school, there is not so much fierce competition.
But we were all classmates who looked down without looking up. Being beaten so violently that they had no power to fight back, even if others didn't say anything, it would be like a thorn deeply pierced into their hearts, stinging their self-esteem.
The third short-haired girl to come on the stage was even more frightened. Her little lucky egg was beaten by Dudu and the little Kirby, and Dudu and the little Kirby were beaten violently with their wrists.
It seems... there is no hope of victory at all.
She hesitated and didn't dare to step forward, and she was already retreating in her heart.
"What moves does your little lucky egg know?" When he was struggling, a voice came from the ear of the short-haired girl.
The voice was clear and the tone was calm, which was in sharp contrast to the low pressure around him, and inexplicably made him feel stable.
When he turned around, he saw that the person asking the question was Xia Chen.
He was frowning as he looked at the players on the field. His profile was handsome, and the curve between his lips and nose was so good that it made people want to record this beautiful moment with a camera.
The short-haired girl's inner reluctance instantly turned into a fawn, and she replied in a weak voice: "Slapping, coquettishness, angel kiss, and...inherited mud bomb."
"Mud bomb?" Xia Chen's eyes lit up and he asked: "Is your little lucky egg's trait Tianen?"
"probably?"
Xia Chen was speechless. What does it mean? You don't know the characteristics of your elf?
But time was running out, and he didn't have time to confirm again. He took the short-haired girl and taught her a few words.
"Do you understand?" Xia Chen looked at the red-faced girl and confirmed.
"Yeah!" The short-haired girl nodded excitedly, waved to Xia Chen, then turned around and stepped onto the battlefield.
Xia Chen looked at the girl's back and breathed a sigh of relief.
Although I really don't care about winning or losing, after all, I am a classmate who I have to get along with for a year, so I should help if I can...
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