The news of someone going to challenge for the championship spread like a plague, and it became a topic of small talk among people waiting in long lines to enter the Quartz Plateau.

Everyone watched with the mentality of watching a good show, thinking about how long the other party could last.

It's been a long, long time since a trainer has challenged that path to the title, and the last challenger was back five years ago, when one of the league's senior investigators.

On the one hand, the strength of the elves is that the road has a certain danger, and it is more appropriate to say that it is a naturally formed labyrinth than a flat tunnel. Once you enter, it is easy to get lost, and it is normal to be stuck for ten days and half a month without finding the exit.

At the same time, there are often strange and strange elves that should not exist here. Rumor has it that someone has seen one of the Three Holy Birds, the Flame Bird, on the Road to Champions.

On the road to the champion, the Elven Alliance has set up monitoring. In order to prevent a trainer from accidentally entering, it is better to carry out search and rescue.

On the wide, flat road, the supersonic bats hung upside down on the stone wall, and several gophers arched leisurely past Jelf's feet. A few pangolins hiding behind the mound opened their small eyes and looked curiously at the passing Jerff group. Except for the potholes along the way, everything seems so calm, and it doesn't seem as dangerous as others say.

"It looks much closer than we do, and I knew I was going that way." A young man who didn't look very old stared at the screen at Sekiguchi and muttered a few words.

Jelph's figure was displayed on the screen.

Hearing this, people of some age were standing beside him and looked at him with a caring and mentally handicapped look, and he was uncomfortable when he looked at him.

The road to the championship is calm? Safe?

If you really think so, you couldn't be more wrong. The real danger is often hidden behind the calm.

"What? Didn't I say that? Nothing happened. ”

As soon as the young man's words fell, a rumbling sound was heard on the screen, and several stone balls with a diameter of more than one meter rolled down the high slope mountain beside Jerph. Kick up real dust, just in the way of Jerf's progress.

I saw limbs and eyes growing on those stone balls.

It turned out to be a rock-based elven rumbling stone.

It's just that these rumbling stones are far stronger than ordinary rumbling stones in terms of size and level. It's not easy to mess with at first glance.

"Look, that kid is in trouble." A middle-aged man in a martial arts uniform said.

"He strayed into the territory of the Little Fist Stone." The answer was a long-haired man with glasses, and as he spoke, he pushed his glasses that had slid slightly off the bridge of his nose.

"What happened to the last person who strayed here?"

"It is said that his waist was torn by the rumbling stone, and he could only spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair."

"It's pathetic..."

The people around also responded, and they were idle in line here anyway. Get together to chat and pass the time.

Most of the trainers who have been here have inquired about rumors about the "Road to Champion", and there are very few who are as stunned as young people.

The Little Fist Stone Clan is a territorially strong rock elf known for their stinky and hard temper. Either defeat them all at once, or they'll keep attacking you like maggots on tarsal bones.

"If he doesn't go here, he'll stumble into the territory of the Circle Bears, and that one's temper is much worse than this."

"Yes, yes, that reckless guy was almost torn apart by the enraged Bear. If it weren't for the timely arrival of the people from the Alliance, I'm afraid that all I could see would be a pile of minced meat. ”

The young man on the side was terrified and broke out in a cold sweat.

"By the way, the boy over there." The martial arts uncle said to the young man, "Didn't you say that you also want to challenge the road to the championship?" ”

The young man twisted his head to the side: "Ahem, cough, cough..."

I was extremely glad that I just said it verbally and didn't put it into action, and at the same time, I also sweated for Jelf in my heart.

The rumbling stones rallied towards Jelf with bad intentions.

"Hey, you're in my way." Jerf said lightly, his eyes didn't squint: "Get out of the way, otherwise you will bear the consequences." ”

Jelf's attitude and tone infuriated the three rumbling stones, so they planned to teach Jelf a lesson. I saw that their limbs were retracted into their bodies and turned into three stone balls again. Then the stone ball began to roll with a roar.

"It's a rolling attack... In a narrow terrain like this tunnel, Rumblestone's rolling attack is known as the Underworld Roll. ”

Imagine what it would be like for a high-speed rolling stone with a diameter of more than one meter to hit a person.

The picture is so beautiful that I can't bear to look at it directly. It's definitely no lighter than being hit by a high-speed gas car.

"Rumblingstone's anger doesn't stop, oh my God, what the hell did that man say. Why provoke them? ”

"What about the people of the Alliance? Hurry up and go to the rescue. Maybe I can save a breath of air. ”

"Young people nowadays really don't know how thick the sky is. Behold, he was so frightened that he forgot to let the elves out. ”

"It's over, it's over—" The timid trainer simply covered his eyes, unable to bear to see what was next.

Just when people were already anticipating the end of Jelf, they only heard bump, bump, bump one after another. The three rumbles that attacked Jelf somehow either hit the hill or crashed into the rock wall. His eyes had turned into mosquito coils, and he had obviously been seriously injured by something and had lost his ability to fight.

"What's going on?"

"What just happened?"

"Huh? What happened to Rumble Stone? ”

With three questions in a row, the trainers who watched it were confused.

"Look... A large-mouthed bat followed him. "A sharp-eyed trainer has found the crux of the problem.

"It's not that he didn't release the elve, but he released the elf before the battle began. It was ultrasound, and the ultrasound made those rumbling stones confuse, and finally hurt themselves. ”

"What's the big deal, if it's me, I can do it."

No matter what the world is, there is no shortage of hindsight, and of course there is no shortage of people who feel good about themselves. The sour tone is something that anyone can hear.

However, after all, there are only a few such people, and the vision of the trainers who can come here will not be too bad. From that hand, they could already tell that Jelf was a very good trainer.

Jelf didn't live up to their expectations, easily tackling a kind of elf that stood in the way with the help of the Large-mouthed Bat along the way. Whether it's a trap bear, an ironclad rhinoceros, a Dunjia or a Haoli clan, they are not the enemies of the large-mouthed bat.

Like a bulldozer, it pushes all the way through.

"Well... It's so strong..."