In the case that the difficulty of the elves increases with the number of appearances, of course, the earlier the capture, the better.

Everyone understands this truth, but the reason why a theory is a theory is because once it is put into practice, it is completely different.

If the dormitory next to the ene hears these words from Tang Xinjue and others, they will spit out a mouthful of old blood: want it all, who doesn't want to have it all? But they can't do it!

If they say the same thing in the same tone, the roommates might think they're crazy.

But after Tang Xinjue said it, no one in 606 raised any objection.

Once they make a decision, no matter how difficult it is, they will go head-to-head and never back down.

The roar of the elves mixed with the shouts of the candidates, and the stench and blood in the air increased every minute and every second, which represented that one elves were successfully captured.

third floor. The shield girl put away her cloak, tore off a Band-Aid and slapped it on her arm.

Ma Xiaobo hesitated: "...Sister, this Band-Aid doesn't seem to be as big as your wound, can this work?"

Above the churning cloak, the shield girl's arm slashed by the elf's claws was bleeding profusely, and the band-aid was soaked in blood almost instantly, but the girl seemed to be unaware.

The shield girl glanced down, her face didn't change: "I don't have a bandage."

Ma Xiaobo: "..."

Why can you say it so plainly? ? Is this the world of the strong? ? !

He touched his pocket in a panic, and was a little hasty when he was caught by the elf, and he didn't bring any medicine. So cautiously looked at the three silent boys on the other side of the balcony, trying to get close:

"Well, brothers, can you help me and borrow a bit of hemostatic medicine? Or bandages. Some classmates are injured. Look..."

He originally thought that the shield boss was famous, and that ordinary candidates would definitely not refuse in this situation in order to make friends. However, I didn't expect that only my own voice was embarrassing alone in the air, but the other side ignored it.

If the two boys who were leaning against the corner and shrank as if they were punished for standing still glanced at him, then the masked man leaning on the guardrail alone didn't even lift his eyelids, just like when the elf jumped up just now.

"Don't approach them." Just when Ma Xiaobo was at a loss, the girl in the shield sounded coldly: "They are informers."

"???!!!"

Ma Xiaobo almost bit his tongue and stepped back so fast that he almost flashed his waist.

Catching the shaky Ma Xiaobo, the shield girl glanced at Yueqiong.

What surprised her was that since Yue Qiong and Tang Xinjue failed to snatch the elves, for some reason the whole person became quiet. Even after this wave of elves jumped up to the third floor, he didn't even intend to fight for it. The girl took away two by herself.

Girls don't believe that he can show good intentions, and most of them are brewing some conspiracy.

Yue Qiong's eyes are indifferent, indifferent to the eyes of the outside world.

He didn't move, first because he was injured, and secondly because he was afraid of the girls in 606, especially the toilet.

He himself couldn't understand why the toilet was able to attack him, and why the rules of the game did not stop him... Could it be that the other party has any special ability that can even deceive the rules?

In a place that ordinary people can't see, a black fog is slowly swimming around his heart, like a needle and thread without wind, as if repairing something.

The two sides had different thoughts, and neither of them spoke. Only Ma Xiaobo looked at it blankly and carefully for a long time, but in the end, it could not hinder his conscience, and he said to the shield girl: "Otherwise, I will go to your dormitory and look for it. Are there any bandages?"

I don't know if it was because the elf's scratches were also poisonous. Judging from the amount of blood, Ma Xiaobo was afraid that she would die from too much blood loss.

Besides, he probably won't be able to help much by standing on the balcony, so he might as well do something within his power.

After getting permission, Ma Xiaobo breathed a sigh of relief, and cautiously walked into the bedroom and began to search.

At the same time, the remaining elves had already climbed to the sixth floor.

Just as Tang Xinjue had guessed, after the arrest of the candidates on the first five floors, the number of elves left at the moment was not much or not, just five.

Tang Xinjue and Zheng Wanqing looked at each other and flew up.

Guo Guo, who was the worst in melee combat, arranged as planned in the back. When he saw the elf jumping up with his teeth and claws, his eyelids trembled involuntarily.

"I don't know how the game got its name. It's still a little elf. I think it's almost like the green-faced fangs monster. University Town really likes this thing falling from the sky?..."

She muttered in a low voice, then quickly detached the fireworks and tied them to the lucky bow and arrow, then pulled the bow with her back teeth clenched.

Bang!

All four arrows were shot!

This is the plan they just came up with.

These "elves" generally don't jump on the same balcony, they are basically far apart. If you want to catch them all at once, you have to attract them in other ways.

With the strength of the second round of elves, their temper and aggression also skyrocketed.

In this case, the hatred value is also useful.

Sure enough, all the elves shot by the lucky bow and arrow roared in anger, and their scales stood up on their bowed backs. After discovering that it was a skinny little girl who attacked them, she immediately sprinted with her claws.

"Their physical strength has indeed strengthened a lot." Tang Xinjue solved one and tightened the cloak:

"It's just that my brain hasn't caught up."

The second elf slammed down high, Tang Xinjue put his toes on the fence, and threw his body back through the clothesline, avoiding the attack of the fangs and claws. Only.

The cloth in his hand sank continuously, and two more Poke Balls were in his hand.

"There are two left."

Zhang You looked at the cloak a little worriedly. There were already six Poké Balls in it. Even if you didn't mention the weight, there wasn't much room left for Pokémon.

Tang Xinjue was not in a hurry, and swayed the cloak back and forth.

Then, in front of everyone's eyes, the basketball-sized bulge in the cloak began to shrink rapidly, and in less than half a second, it became the size of the mouth of a bowl, and the small crowds were crowded together, making the black cloak a bit empty.

"When the number reaches a certain level, these pokeballs will automatically become smaller. After all, we still have to use cloaks, and the game must at least stay alive."

Tang Xinjue swiped the toilet with his backhand and pushed one of the elf into the balcony, swinging sideways on one knee and swinging to the top of the other elf's pitted head, the mental force and the cloak pressed down at the same time, causing the monster to let out a sharp howl.

A second before he was about to put it in, Tang Xinjue's movements stopped abruptly.

She raised her eyes, Zheng Wanqing and the three were dealing with another elf who fell on the balcony. The elves were vicious and agile, but the three experienced combatants did not give in too much, and quickly suppressed the monster.

Zhang You was thinking about finding something to tie the elf first, and then wait for Tang Xinjue to come down and collect it. But it suddenly darkened in front of her eyes - the cloak was thrown over by Tang Xinjue, and it was falling on her hand.

Tang Xinjue said succinctly: "You take it first."

"Why—" Zhang You stopped halfway through the question and understood.

The last remaining spirit in each round will automatically mutate and upgrade.

If Tang Xinjue took away the one above, then the three of them would be the first to face the mutant monsters.w, please keep in mind:,