I'm not a supporting character in Pokemon

Mentally controlling this kind of thing is relative.

When Wufenchareem used mental strength to lock the body of the steel-armored crow.

It itself was imprisoned in place. As long as its body moved and its mind wavered, the steel-armored crow would escape.

Super control seems to be a show off, but in fact when the strength gap between the two sides is not much, they can often only lock and control for a short period of time.

If the gap is too big, it may not even be able to be imprisoned.

Only when faced with a huge gap in strength is it possible to be imprisoned for a long time.

therefore.

Five Points Charem could forcibly imprison the steel-armored crow for half a minute at most, which was probably more than half a minute, only twenty seconds... or even less than that.

Chalem was unsure.

During this period, if its companions can rush back to support and maintain the original formation and posture, as long as it grits its teeth and persists, it will no longer be disturbed by the mental power of the Slow-shell Beast!

Thinking of the formation that was torn apart by the sudden and huge mental power at the beginning, Charem was so angry that his teeth itched.

In fact, they themselves underestimated the enemy and failed to protect their mental power. Otherwise, based on their long-term practice, the formation would not be so easily split!

It turned its head slightly impatiently and looked at its teammates who were fighting fiercely.

Then.

The mental strength collapsed.

The steel-armored crow, whose whole body was burning with blue flames, regained its freedom, howled loudly, and crashed into its body like a missile that triggered the fuse!

Boom!

The thick tree trunk made a dull and loud noise, and a large pit like a spider web was sunk inward.

Green flames rose up and kept licking the big tree. The smell of burning was permeated, but strangely it did not burn, only leaving scorch marks.

Chalem let out a painful howl, but his eyes were fixed on the other three battlefields.

over there.

The three little friends it had given high hopes to were being pushed to the ground and beaten, with no power to fight back.

Whether it was being hit on the head by a huge stone like a wine bottle, or being washed away by the water, or simply spinning back and forth in a tornado of leaves.

In short, these companions were completely unable to respond to its expectations.

Fight faster than it can!

Depend on!

It obviously held back the strongest one!

A bunch of... scams.

In this unwilling thought, Chalem was completely engulfed by the cyan fireworks, and his consciousness completely sank.

The other three who were beaten violently fell down when they saw the boss. They could no longer hold on and fainted together.

This boss battle with little suspense came to an end with Slug Beast's mental power breaking the game as a single MVP.

…

Summary after the war.

The main thing is to let the elves replenish themselves.

The four of them found a forest meadow with a clear view and stopped to rest.

"Your Slowpoke can do it. It really tears their queue apart."

Li Xiang scratched the steel-armored crow's chin with his hand, ignoring the big crow's watery eyes and looking at the elf in front of him in amazement.

The pink hippopotamus had a silly appearance, standing upright, and its tail was bitten by a giant snail with two eyes.

——A sluggish beast with water and superpower attributes.

The boss battle just now was a well-deserved MVP. Without it, the difficulty of the battle would increase exponentially.

Speaking of which, Qu Sheng's Slowpoke evolved not long ago, and had never shown much potential before. In sparring sessions with Li Xiang's elf, he always lost and basically never won.

Never thought it would be so powerful.

The mental force field composed of four Chalems was actually broken.

The so-called mental force field is an invisible barrier formed by Charems through yoga postures. It has the functions of improving protection, expanding the search range of mental power, and accelerating the locking speed of mental power.

And this force field was exactly why Li wanted to destroy their formation.

"It's okay, it's just that the mental impact of Slowpoke's new learning is a bit special."

Qu Sheng smiled and waved his hands, with an expression like "I'm cheating but I'm not showing off".

[Psychic Shock], a special move with superpower attributes. In the game, this move calculates damage based on the opponent's defense, not special defense.

The mental impact of Sluggish Beast is quite special...

Li Xiang recalled what Slowshell had done just now, and vaguely recalled the pink-purple shock wave, which seemed to be different from the ordinary mental shock pattern.

Forget it, we'll find out later when we fight.

Anyway, sooner or later we will meet each other in sparring, so there is no need to worry about it.

The few of them rested for a while, and after determining the route of exploration for the second time, they set off again.

Tell the truth.

If a team of four people does not consider the distribution of results, the efficiency is too high.

Not to mention the search rate of elves.

In terms of strength, basically no one can be their enemy.

Even if someone wants to come over and grab it, they can allocate manpower to help plunder the formation and concentrate on dealing with the secretly thrown elf balls, which can also prevent the elf from escaping.

Li Xiang's scores are also getting more and more.

When the time comes to eleven o'clock noon.

His grade point had exceeded 150 points, and he could hardly hold the ball in his pocket, so he had to put some of it in the bag behind him.

He looked at the three people who had been running around all morning and couldn't help but look tired, but didn't say anything and just walked on silently. He was silent for a while and said, "Shall we go back for lunch first? Come back in the afternoon."

In fact, he really wanted to say that we should just split the afternoon equally.

But I always feel that these words are very hurtful, and it is a waste of other people's efforts, and it seems a bit contemptuous for some reason.

How boring is it to say something like this to throw cold water on others and question their determination after they have already made their decision?

Think of this.

Li Xiang swallowed these disappointing words and continued: "It is already difficult to find the elf at this stage. The afternoon will probably be a long-lasting search battle. After lunch, we will take a rest. It is better to search hungry." It’s definitely much better.”

The three of them all nodded and agreed.

…

The performance point competition is held from 7:30 am to 6:30 pm, a total of twelve hours.

period.

Players can leave the arena and turn in all their Poké Balls, including the Poké Balls they hold, and then are allowed to go back to their dormitory to rest or have a meal.

Anyway, it's very free.

When Li Xiang and others came out through Casey, they realized that more than half of the 115 people had been eliminated.

There are only forty-three people who are still in the arena and who have come out, but the elves have enough energy left.

"No way? It's only been one morning?"

Yang Tianwang said in surprise: "Can't you survive the whole morning?"

Li Xiang's face trembled slightly, he grabbed the guy's shoulders and said, "Don't say this about why you don't eat minced meat next time, or you'll get beaten more easily."

"There are many people here who don't even have trainer qualification certificates. Don't forget this." Qu Sheng also patted him on the shoulder.

Song Jie didn't say a word, but looked at the young man with his eyes.

Yang Tianwang couldn't help but feel aggrieved, muttering things like "I'm just telling the truth" and "I'm not allowed to speak if I'm weak".

The four of them handed over the Poké Balls to the instructor, took back the ones they handed in at the beginning, and went to eat.

As for the steel-armored crows, Li Xiang needs to bring them lunch for them to eat. After all, the participating elves are not allowed to leave the area of ​​the competition venue.

lunch.

Naturally, Li wanted to treat him.

There is no pre-dinner game today, and naturally there is no custom-made elf food.

But Li Xiang had saved some durable dry food before, so they wouldn't be able to eat it if they were afraid of the Blazing Roaring Tiger.

After thinking for a while, he called Lin Feng, but found that the two users he called, both of whom you called, had turned off their phones, so he stopped calling.

This guy has either come out or is still fighting in the field.

The latter is more likely, after all, it's only eleven o'clock.

The young man is quite hardworking. Is it because the girl is around?

No longer thinking about these things, the group of people had a hurried lunch, returned to the playground, fed their elves, and went back to the dormitory to rest.

I have been running around all morning, running uphill and downhill, and running around all over the place. If I don't take a shower and take a nap, I will definitely be exhausted in the afternoon.

It just so happens that the Steel Armored Crow can also take a rest in the ball.

Lying in bed.

Li Xiang stared at the ceiling for a while, but finally couldn't hold it back and said, "Song Jie, I want to tell you something, don't be angry."

"you say."

The voice of the white-haired boy came from the next bed.

"Next time, let's share one point. The worst I can do is get more." He said slowly.

It was when facing Song Jie that Li Xiang was willing to speak.

Qu Sheng and Yang Tianwang did not dare to say this for fear of damaging their relationship.

Friendship is actually quite fragile.

Sometimes it's ruined by just one sentence.

"...Why do you think I should help you?"

Song Jie raised his head slightly, his eyes dull.

Li Xiang turned his head to look at him and said tentatively: "You don't lack these points?"

"Then why do you think Qu Sheng and the others want to help you?" Song Jie continued to ask.

Li Xiang whispered: "Because... I helped them before?"

After hearing this answer, Song Jie sat up directly and looked at Li Xiang with a deep look. He was startled and couldn't help but get up.

"Do you think we are reciprocating?"

The white-haired boy asked softly.

When Li Xiang heard this, he couldn't look directly into Song Jie's eyes for some reason, "Actually, if I change the word, it might sound better to help each other..."

He admitted it.

After all, in Li Xiang's view, mutual benefit is the foundation for a solid friendship. Only when you come and go can it last longer. One-sided giving will sooner or later destroy the relationship, and that is not called friendship.

It's called support.

The scene was deadlocked for a while.

"Do you know what the words I hate the most are?" Song Jie suddenly changed the subject.

Li Xiang shook his head.

"Profit. This thing that makes everything valuable." The white-haired boy leaned against the wall, lowered his head and said:

"But the irony is that I enjoy everything that profit brings me all the time, and these two words are engraved on my body every time. In this way, I am like an idiot who only knows how to talk nonsense. "

In the bedroom with the curtains drawn and the sunlight barely shining in, Song Jie's handsome face was obscure and seemed a little blurry.

It seemed like some memories were brought back.

Li Xiang was beating a drum in his heart, feeling as if he was on the verge of death and frantically testing.

If I had known earlier I wouldn't have talked about this.

He lamented silently, thinking that it was really unnecessary.

Since his previous life, he has had this kind of character that doesn't like to owe others favors.

If others have done something good to him, he must find a way to return it.

Otherwise, your conscience will be troubled.

The air in the dormitory was low and depressing. Rotom on the phone did not dare to say a word, and the elves in the next room who were listening against the wall also held their breath.

finally.

After two minutes of silence.

Song Jie lay back on the bed silently and said in a dull voice: "Friend. This is my answer, whether it is grades or all kinds of magical things, I am willing to share it with you, just because of this."

"This is the only reason."

After he finished saying this, he put the quilt over his head.

No more words.

I probably don’t want to get an answer either.

Li Xiang, who was in a silent state, raised his head slightly when he heard the words.

【friend】.

This word undoubtedly symbolizes friendship.

But it is different from what Li Xiang thinks, a friendship mixed with interests.

Song Jie's friends are more pure, as if they don't want to include any elements related to "interests", and they have his own small personal expectations.

Why help Li Xiang?

Not thinking about anything in return or what will happen one day in the future, just because they are friends.

They are by no means the kind of collaborators who wear the guise of being "friends" but are actually purely interested in each other, and will break up if their interests conflict with each other.

Even if one day they become opposites in the future, both parties will try their best to understand each other and maintain this relationship.

We treat each other with sincerity and stick together through thick and thin.

This is the friendship Song Jie wants.

Speaking of which, Qu Sheng and the others are probably about the same.

Li Xiang is the only one who views the relationship between them in an "adult" way.

It turned out that the problem was all my fault.

Li Xiang slowly shrank back into bed, realizing deeply that not everyone likes the mutual benefit that adults love to play.

Even if it is socially applicable.

When others treat you sincerely, you should be polite to them...

well.

It's so hard to make friends.

Li Xiang sighed, curled up his body and fell into a deep sleep.