Pokémon Academy of the Misfit

"This is a contestant without a mask and using his or her original name..."

Zuo Hang didn't pay attention to what the referee said. Pikachu had already jumped onto the battle stage first, and Zuo Hang's eyes had also moved to the opposite side.

He seemed to be the trainer from No. 10. He was not wearing a school uniform and had a head of comb-like red hair.

The clown mask on his face has no effect. When everyone sees this guy, they will probably pay attention to his hair first. Such a highly recognizable person may be easily found by others even if he wears a mask.

Maybe wearing a mask was just someone else's habit. While Zuo Hang was complaining in his mind, Cockscomb Head had already taken out the Poké Ball.

A red light flashed, and an elf several times taller than Pikachu appeared on the battlefield.

——Tall in stature, with thick arms, there are flames burning to the back on both sides of the shoulders, and there is an orange pattern symbolizing fighting on his belly.

This is a Yanwu King, with the same attributes as the strong chicken, fire fighting.

The underground arena in Academy City is actually relatively famous. Zuo Hang and the others didn't know about it mainly because they had never asked about it. Moreover, Zuo Hang traveled abroad all year round and had never even heard of Academy City at first, let alone what kind of underground arena it was.

Many wild kids look down on the academics and think that the trainers who grew up on campus are just show-offs. There are always more trainers coming from Channel 10 than those from the nine major universities just to meet the so-called "academics". ".

And Xiang Peng is a "wild kid" who comes to the White Dragon Arena specifically to challenge.

Bailong is the No. 1 pick from the nine major universities, and Bailong's home court is also the primary target for this group of "wild kids".

"King Yanwu! Flash Charge!" There aren't many bells and whistles, it's just a fire attack.

The scorching flames burned around King Yanwu, and the scalding heat wave spread out in all directions with King Yanwu as the center. The weather ball randomly arrived at a sunny day, and the power of the fire element would increase damage to a certain extent in such weather.

Flames gathered on his wrist, and Yanwu Dynasty punched Pikachu suddenly!

——Arm hammer!

King Yanwu stood still and did not move. The fighting arm hammer strengthened the flame charge and punched out. The fan-shaped flames that were enough to cover half of the field swept away the place where Pikachu was standing.

"Oh, this is the academy.??"

Before he could finish his words, Zuo Hang interrupted, "Double-type physical attack has been transformed into a special attack for you. I really have it for you. How about setting off fireworks here?"

Pikachu didn't know when it had appeared behind King Yanwu, and the light on its tail bloomed sharply!

——Iron Tail!

A heavy slam hit the back of King Yanwu's head, followed by a dazzling electric light.

——One hundred thousand volts!

After two moves, King Yanwu was scorched black all over by the electricity, and he fell straight on the sandy ground.

Combo of Flare Charge + Arm Hammer.

It's cool, but it's not necessary. If it's a close physical attack, the power will undoubtedly be much higher than this fire fist, but let's forget about the direct fan-shaped fire wave, which is not as powerful as a jet of flames.

I feel like this cockscomb head wants to hold a cup too much.

Zuo Hang touched his chin.

The wild road in Channel 10? That's it? ? What an embarrassment to Ye Luzi.

"I'll continue." Zuo Hang spoke directly without waiting for the referee to confirm backstage.

At this time, backstage of the arena.

"Mom, lend me some donation points and I'll return them to you right away." Hoshino said.

"What for? Didn't you knock 10,000 last time? It was enough for you to earn." Hanabi said.

"Damn, Zuo Hang is not a sure winner. I will make as much as I press. How can ten thousand be enough? The multiplier for newcomers here is all 1.5. The more Zuo Hang fights, the lower the multiplier will be. I'm afraid it won't be possible by then. made money."

Hua Huo thought about it and felt it made sense, "You are right, but this arena belongs to Bailong. If you win, you will also win your own money. Next time you and Zuo Hang go to another academy to play, you can place your bets then. , How cool is it to win someone else’s?”

Hoshino said: "This Bailong's money is the public's money, and it's not my own. Why do you feel bad? Just gamble and it's over!"

Hanabi chuckled lightly and flicked Hoshino's forehead, "Who said that the public property is not yours? Do you remember the receptionist just now? That was the officer of the Department of Discipline. Do you know who is in charge of the income of the White Dragon Arena?"

"Who does it belong to? It can't belong to you, right?" Hoshino said casually.

Hanabi pointed to the ceiling, and whispered in Hoshino's ear: "Return to the student union~~"

Xingye was startled and his eyes were stunned.

Yukidouji on the other side of the shoulder suddenly became anxious. Hanabi was lying on the left when she spoke just now, while Yukidouji was standing on the right and didn't hear what she said at all.

Yukidouzi's short hands held Hoshino's head and shook it from side to side.

"Maoji? Maoji? Maoji!!! (Where does it belong? Where does it belong?? Please tell me where it belongs!!!)"

Main stage of the arena, rest area 02.

Holy Cross College is closely behind Bai Long in the college ranking competition every year. Students from the two colleges have always been reluctant to meet each other. When they meet, they basically just touch the elf ball. When they first entered school, it was okay. There is no conflict between freshmen, but once the annual college ranking competition begins, the two schools will inevitably fight.

"Vaughn, that Electric Mouse looks pretty strong. Do you really want to play again?" said a boy with brown hair.

Holy Cross Academy is different from White Dragon. Although they are both multinational joint ventures, Holy Cross is mainly funded by the British, and most of the students are blond and blue-eyed. However, due to the large number of Chinese people on Academy Island, the Mandarin Mandarin here is All are well said. Hoshino is an example. Not only can he talk, he is also an old hermaphrodite.

"Yes, of course I have to. I have never seen this Zuo Hang. Was he there in the ranking match last year?" asked the blond Vaughan.

"No, he is not in Bailong's team. I have seen everyone who has played. Not only is there no one named Zuo Hang, there is not even a trainer who uses Pikachu." The brown-haired man said.

"Oh? So maybe he's a senior in high school? It's interesting. There are still students who are staying in school in their senior year, so I have to learn how to do it." Vaughn picked up the golden mask next to his seat, buckled it on his face, and walked out of the lounge. Exposed to arena stage lights.

The referee on the flying machine prolonged his voice, "The next challenger from the red side, Redeemer from Holy Cross Academy!! The Golden Redeemer!!"

Redeemer is the Chinese translation of Redeemer. Because his hair and mask are golden, Vaughn is also called the Golden Redeemer.

Holy Cross's summer uniform is also white, but it is much more advanced than Bailong's. It is embroidered with gold British patterns.

Vaughn didn't care what the referee said and just threw the elf ball.

What emerged from the red light was a Sand Mountain King.

It is a bipedal Pokémon with sharp stone scales on its back. It has extremely long claws and a protruding yellow hair on the top of its head. Its eyes are long and narrow. It is said that it can see clearly even in extremely dark underground. It is a single ground-type Pokémon. .

Electric shock to the ground was ineffective, and this Sand Mountain King was obviously not a third-rate thing like the Rumble Stone in the woods.

"King Chuanshan, dig a hole!"

"Jump up and use Iron Tail!"

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