Elf: Rewriting the script, starting with Black Stocking Hanako

When Xiaochun heard what the top student said, his mouth opened so wide it could fit a baby ball.

He was stunned at first, then his whole face turned red, and his eyes instantly filled with envy.

More than just envy.

There are still many questions.

Who exactly is Jiang Chuan?

Why... why did the young lady know him as soon as she arrived at the academy?

Not only do they know this, but they also want to actively fight him?

Who is Miss Jiaozi?

That's the top student in Nanshan College for two consecutive years!

They are beings that even noble scions from prominent families have to look up to!

When did she ever proactively invite someone to a match?

People always beg her for guidance, and she only gives advice when she's in a good mood!

Could it be... that Jiang Chuan is actually a hidden super figure among the new generation of cultivators?

Is he a descendant of some superstar? Or a heir of some reclusive family?

Or perhaps those overpowered protagonists in novels?

Xiao Chun's mind was a mess; his CPU was practically burning out.

He looked at Jiang Chuan's calm profile, then at the arrogant expression of the top student, and felt his worldview was shaken.

However, although he was so envious he was practically drooling, his kindness in his heart prevailed.

Xiao Chun secretly moved forward, getting closer to Jiang Chuan, covering her mouth with her hand, and hurriedly whispered a reminder in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"Jiang, Jiangchuan..."

"You...you'd better not fight against Miss Jiaozi!"

His voice was trembling, clearly afraid that the privileged student would hear him:

"Young Miss Jiaozi is a junior chief, and her strength assessment already includes three badges!"

"You only have two badges, you can't beat me!"

"And...and if Miss Jiaozi wins later, she'll definitely say something that will make you uncomfortable..."

"She...she's best at comparing people with data, pointing out where others fall short, and then mercilessly humiliating you..."

Jiang Chuan simply smiled after hearing this.

He reached out and gently patted Xiao Chun's shoulder.

"fine."

Jiang Chuan's voice was calm, even a little lazy:

"Then just beat her."

Xiaochun: "Huh...huh?"

Win against... Miss Jiaozi?

Before Xiao Chun could recover from his petrified state, Jiang Chuan had already turned to him, his tone casual yet carrying a certain certainty:

"Xiao Chun, I will temporarily represent the cultivation faction and fight against this rising star of the academic faction."

He defined the educational battle for Xiao Chun in advance, so that he could complete the mission later.

"Alright, young lady, I'll play a game with you."

"Pikachu, go!"

Pikachu, who had been holding back its energy for a long time, pushed off with its hind legs and transformed into a yellow lightning bolt, leaping into the center of the arena with a "whoosh".

Clearly, the little guy had taken to heart every word of the superior student's sarcastic remark about him being "difficult to train and having low potential."

Now, it's time to let this red-haired human woman see for herself.

"you……"

The young lady raised her slender eyebrows slightly.

She looked at the lively Pikachu in the center of the field, then at Jiang Chuan's casual and even somewhat nonchalant demeanor, a clear look of surprise in her eyes.

"You actually sent Pikachu to battle my Marowak?!"

Ground-based systems are superior to electric-based systems.

This is basic common sense that even novice trainers who are just starting out understand.

In the sophisticated data theory of Youdengjiaozi, this is almost equivalent to giving away half the win rate from the very beginning.

She gently shook her head, her long, wine-red hair swaying as she did so, a faint look of disappointment on her face saying, "Just as I thought."

"It seems that luck did play a part in achieving the 200-game winning streak and defeating the study tour group."

The privileged girl raised her hand, elegantly brushing a strand of hair behind her ear, and began her analysis in a cool, clear voice:

"Judging from its fur color and size, your Pikachu's energy level is probably just average."

Even if you are at the peak of the ordinary level, level 29.

"My level 28 Marowak has a near-perfect advantage over you in terms of type advantage and skill pool depth."

"You have to beat me..."

The top student's lips curved into a very faint smile, a confident smile that belonged to a top student, a smile that spoke of mastering all logic:

"Unless your Pikachu can produce twice the power output of an Electric-type Pokémon of the same level."

"Otherwise, with this level difference and the elemental advantage, you would have no chance of breaking through my defense."

She spoke eloquently, every word seemingly carefully calculated, striking the quiet battle room and resonating in the hearts of every student around her.

Several students from Nanshan College couldn't help but nod and whisper among themselves.

"As expected of a pampered young lady, her analysis is so insightful."

"The data is overwhelming; there's no way they can win."

"It looks like Jiang Chuan is in for some trouble..."

Xiong Yan stood at the back of the crowd, his expression complex. He hoped that the top student could teach Jiang Chuan a lesson and restore the academy's reputation, but he also had a vague feeling that... things might not be so simple.

Xiaoxia stomped her feet in anger: "What data?! Battles are about fighting, not calculating!"

In the field.

After finishing her analysis, the top student leisurely crossed her arms, slightly raised her chin, and said to Jiang Chuan in a condescending tone:

"Considering your commendable courage and your... good looks."

When she said "handsome," her gaze lingered on Jiang Chuan's face for half a second, her tone still haughty:

"If you lose in a bit, you have to praise me loudly three times, and make sure it sounds nice."

"I might consider making an exception and giving you a special 'whip of love' training session to help you improve."

"This is an opportunity that many people would kill for."

"The Whip of Love" Special Training!

Upon hearing this, a chorus of suppressed gasps and gasps erupted from the surrounding crowd.

"Oh my god! Is Miss Jiaozi going to personally conduct 'love's whip' training?"

"Did I hear that right? Doesn't the young lady never personally train students?"

"What kind of incredible luck did this guy from the cultivation sect have? Just because he's handsome?"

"Why should I get this treatment?! I got an A+ in my exams!"

Envy, jealousy, and disbelief all turned to Jiang Chuan.

Senli twisted her fingers anxiously, looking at Jiang Chuan with eyes that seemed to say, "Say yes already!"

however.

Jiang Chuan's reaction stunned everyone once again.

He didn't show the slightest sign of being flattered; instead, he seemed to have heard a funny joke.

A playful smile curved at the corner of his lips.

"Young Miss".

"As for a whip game..."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the refined yet haughty face of the privileged young man, and chuckled knowingly:

"I prefer to have the whip in my own hands."

The implication and provocation in those words were like a thunderbolt thrown into the battle room.

Xiaoxia was taken aback at first, then realized what she meant, her face flushed red, and she spat out, "You stinky Jiangchuan! What are you saying!"

But the inexplicable anger in my heart subsided considerably.

Hanako covered her mouth and chuckled softly, her eyes sparkling.

The students at Nanshan College were stunned, hardly believing their ears.

He... he actually dared to flirt with the young lady.

Upon hearing Jiang Chuan's words, even the most outstanding young woman blushed almost imperceptibly on her fair cheeks.

But then, it was overwhelmed by a deeper chill and anger.

For the first time, a clear flame ignited in those eyes that always looked down upon all living beings.

"Sharp-tongued and quick-witted."

She squeezed out four words through gritted teeth.

"Then let me see if your skills are as impressive as your words!"

"Crackling sound, bone clubs ready!"

"Pikachu."

Jiang Chuan's voice rang out almost simultaneously, calm and undisturbed:

"High-speed movement".

The words had barely left his mouth?

The yellow figure blurred instantly, leaving trails of afterimages across the field. Its speed far exceeded that of a normal-level Pikachu!

The pupils of the top student contracted slightly.

This speed...something's not right!

In her data model, the maximum speed of a normal-level Pikachu is not like this!

"Crackling sound, bone boomerang, area attack!"

She quickly changed her tactics, her reaction was incredibly fast.

With a low growl, the thick bone club flew out of its hand with a whistling sound, tracing a wide arc in the air as it swept towards the area where Pikachu might move.

"Pikachu, Shadow Clone!"

Jiang Chuan's voice remained calm.

Swish swish!

In an instant, seven or eight identical Pikachu appeared in various parts of the field, each lifelike and performing different actions.

The bone boomerang shattered the two clones, but the real body was no longer in that position.

"Where?"

The top student's gaze swept quickly across the room.

She discovered that her meticulous data calculations were somewhat unable to keep up with the rapidly changing pace of real combat.

Before anyone knew it, Pikachu's true form had already used its clones and speed as cover to circle around to the side and rear of Marowak in mid-air.

Its tail, held high, gleamed with a metallic sheen under the lights.

"Iron Tail".

Concise instructions.

Pikachu's small body twisted and turned in the air, its steel-like tail slicing through the air with a heart-stopping whistling sound.

It struck with perfect accuracy on the side of the head of Gara Gara wearing a bone helmet!

A muffled thud.

Before Crackle could even mount an effective defense or dodge, his entire body was slammed to the side by a tremendous force, leaving him head-heavy and unsteady on his feet, before crashing to the ground.

The bone club in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

The entire room fell silent.

The only sound was the soft thud of Pikachu landing lightly.

Xiao Chun's mouth was agape, completely unable to close.

The students of Nanshan College, including Xiong Yan, were all dumbfounded.

Three moves? From approaching at high speed, to using shadow clones to confuse, and finally finishing with Iron Tail.

It was done in one go, flowing smoothly like clouds and water.

The perfect attribute counter and data theory of the elite students turned out to be a clumsy joke in the face of lightning-fast actual combat.

"you……"

The top student stared blankly at the struggling Gala Gala on the ground, then suddenly looked up at Jiang Chuan.

For the first time, a crack appeared in her usually calm and proud eyes, filled with shock and disbelief.

"Why are you, an Electric-type Pokémon, so proficient in non-Style moves like Iron Tail and Agility?"

Her voice was somewhat distorted:

"Aren't you going to practice your electric-type skills?"

This completely contradicts all the basic trainer theories she has learned!

Jiang Chuan did not answer her question.

He just smiled and nodded at Pikachu in the arena.

"Don't worry. The electricity you need will be here soon."

"Pikachu, Thunderbolt!"

One hundred thousand... volts?

The young lady's body trembled violently, and her beautiful eyes widened instantly as she stared intently at Jiang Chuan.

"Your regular Pikachu... knows Thunderbolt?"

Her voice rose sharply, even becoming somewhat shrill, due to extreme astonishment:

"That's impossible! That's a skill that can only be reliably mastered at a higher level! Mastered ahead of time?"

It was only then that Yu Deng Jiao Zi realized that this was no ordinary Pikachu.

"Gara gara, use..."

The top student hadn't finished giving the final instructions.

The 100,000 volts, far exceeding her comprehension and terrifyingly powerful enough to completely shatter her data model, had already engulfed Crawling Crawling's figure like a golden waterfall!

Rumble—!!!

A deafening roar of thunder echoed through the battle room, accompanied by short, sharp screams.

The blinding electric light finally dissipated slowly.

All that remained on the ground was a charred, shallow crater.

And in the center of the pit, Gara Gara's eyes turned into vortexes, and he completely lost his ability to fight.

Its hard bone club had even turned somewhat charred, emitting wisps of smoke.

silence.

A deathly silence.

Everyone was so stunned by this terrifying attack, which far exceeded the "ordinary level," that they lost the ability to speak.

The top student himself stood frozen in place like a fine statue.

Her eyes, which were always filled with pride and rationality, were now staring blankly at the defeated Gala Gala in the arena.

Her rosy lips parted slightly, but no sound came out.

All her confidence, all her theories, all her proud data analysis...

It was shattered by this unreasonable 100,000 volts.

"No...it's impossible..."

The privileged student murmured unconsciously, her legs buckling, and she slid down onto the cold floor in an extremely inelegant, even somewhat awkward, pigeon-toed position…