I'm not a supporting character in Pokemon

However.

It turns out that in most cases.

There is no problem with the strength division of red envelopes.

At least Li Xiang didn't find anything special after playing three games except Class B.

That is to say, the first grade students are better than the second grade students.

D-class is much easier to fight than C-class.

Li Xiang personally feels that these junior students from Qingcheng University are not very good.

They are no different from the C-level students in the youth training camp.

At most, the level is a few levels higher and there are a few more moves.

These are the benefits that time has brought them, other than that, there is nothing remarkable.

The combat experience is also inexperienced.

And Li Xiang is not the only one who has this idea.

"I feel like we may have wrongly blamed the battalion commander. He really wanted to give out red envelopes."

Qu Sheng held four scraps of paper in his hand. These were the opponents he had beaten. "It feels like it's not going to work. It's not challenging."

"I think so."

Yang Tianwang raised his hand, then lowered his voice, "My opponents are all a little short of money, why not Fang Xin and the others. If I had known they would have gotten more, they didn't even get the full ten."

Basically, most people are intimidated by the high cost of failure.

Including Li Xiang.

Therefore, it is said that there are only three people like him who have received ten red envelopes, including Song Jie.

The last one is Wu Ruoxue from Class 5, the earliest B-level female student, the ace is the one from Xishi Hairen.

Even the salary was only eight, and Luo Dayou received seven.

It can be seen that the prestige that Xiang Yangwei has established in this short half year and his ability to torment people have left a psychological shadow on them.

Unexpectedly, the thunder was loud and the rain was light.

Been fooled!

I was really fooled by him!

Qu Sheng and Yang Tianwang guarded their hearts with sorrow. In the end, there was still a pitfall in this game, and it was dug in such a strange place.

So angry.

It would have been great if I had known that I could get all ten red envelopes.

The more they thought about it, the angrier they became, complaining in low voices about Xiang Yangwei's long-standing behavior of digging holes.

If you can, please speak up.

Li Xiang rolled his eyes and drank slowly with a can of coffee in his hand.

At this time, they were resting outside the battlefield, waiting for the remaining three people.

There were many Qingcheng college students coming and going, looking around with curious faces.

Tell the truth.

The overall feeling after this day made him have similar thoughts.

But in fact, this kind of thing cannot be completely blamed on Xiang Yangwei. They themselves are too unconfident in their own strength, which is also part of the reason.

In short, fear of losing.

Faced with hundreds of hundreds of performance points, these young girls who could still continue to give Li Xiang performance points one after another, and who vowed not to give up until they win, decisively gave up.

A loss of several hundred points at a time is too painful, and few people can bear such a loss.

If you are a little cowardly, you can rise again even if you fall over.

Unexpectedly, he still followed the path of showing off his power.

The so-called urban routines are deep, but I want to go back to the countryside. The roads in rural areas are also slippery, and the routines are more complicated.

Fortunately, I agreed to play ten games in a row.

Li Xiang felt a little lucky, but he also thought that A-level people should have something.

After all, the third grader has been hanging out in Qingcheng for so long.

The ones they currently feel are not good are all first-year students.

I remember when Li Xiang met Third Senior Sister for the first time, she was only in the third grade.

Now, senior sister is about to graduate.

Time flies quite quickly.

Li Xiang was thinking about life when he suddenly caught sight of Song Jie walking from the distance out of the corner of his eye.

The white-haired boy was surrounded by several girls holding cell phones and talking constantly.

Oh ho?

Okay, boy! It's only the first day, and someone comes to ask for your contact information?

Li Xiang raised his eyebrows and said that nothing like this had happened since he entered the youth training camp.

So much so that he almost forgot the fear of being dominated by the love letter belonging to Song Jie. At that time, he was almost the same as the post office.

far away.

Song Jie said something to the girls with a serious face, and then they left in despair.

"You're so popular, Brother Jie."

Li Xiang walked over with a smile, "It's a pity that you don't understand, or do you have a fiancée? Marry with your fingertips?"

Song Jie rolled his eyes at him, "Read less novels and more serious books."

"You still don't know what books I read every day?"

Li Xiang shrugged and changed his tone, "You played five games today, right? Three games B and two games D. How do you feel?"

As someone who has played the most B-level games, he definitely knows the level of Qingcheng college students best.

If you do some conversions, you may be able to estimate the strength of Class A.

"It's not bad, it's in line with their grade level."

Song Jie said neither salty nor lightly.

"...You know that's not what I want to hear."

Li Xiang's mouth twitched, "Just be more straightforward and show off your outspoken personality."

Song Jie glanced at the students from Qingcheng University and said nothing, just shook his head.

understood.

Li Xiang nodded and understood what he meant.

Since Song Jie said no, no matter how strong an A-level player is, there is definitely a limit to how strong he can be.

Unless, like what Li Xiang encountered, he was a reserve member of the school team, like a senior sister.

This might be a little harder to hit.

Of course, the most difficult point among these ten games is the A-level.

After beating level A, 2,500 points are in his pocket.

Li wanted to take out the battle schedule from his pocket.

Exactly tomorrow afternoon.

Carefully select the elves to play and get a better team.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm down

…

The next day.

Put aside the boring C and D level battles.

afternoon.

The A-level competition is quietly approaching.

There were a lot of onlookers, and most of the people who had free time came to watch this A-level battle.

Edge of field.

Li wanted to finish his warm-up exercise, took off his down jacket, and walked in quickly.

At the other end of the distance, stood a tall and majestic young man with bulging muscles that could not be covered by his sportswear, and a handsome face.

The temperament of a fighting trainer came over him.

certainly.

Or maybe not.

After all, no one stipulates that only combat trainers can keep fit, it’s just a high probability.

In this case, the selection is actually relatively simple.

Central location of the venue.

The referee began to read the rules of the game.

In such a large arena, there is basically no time for players from both sides to communicate.

It’s not convenient to communicate even though we are so far apart.

Li Xiang had no way to test his opponent, so he could only silently hand over the remaining two elf balls to the staff who came up from the side.

The election has been decided at this time, and there is no way to go back on it.

Looking from afar.

There were five Poké Balls on the tray in the hand of the staff member opposite.

I hope I guessed it right.

Li Xiang took a deep breath, and after the referee finished explaining the rules and blowing the whistle, he threw the elf ball!

Bang bang!

Two soft sounds.

"Gaha!"

A huge crow covered in pitch-black armor flapped its wings and flew high, making a hoarse cry as its ruby-like eyes swept over its enemy.

More than seventy meters away from it.

It is a giant duck with a snow-white body, sharp eyes, thick black V-shaped eyebrows, and extremely developed chest muscles. It holds a peeled green onion stalk like a sword in its left hand, and a shield made of green onion leaves in its right hand.

——The elf from the Galar region of the eighth generation, the fighting-type Onion Ranger.

It is indeed a fighting attribute.

Li Xiang licked the corner of his mouth, feeling that this guy might be a little troublesome.

But fortunately, Green Ranger didn't have any moves that were particularly effective against the Steel Armored Crow, and they were all physical attack moves.

Let you try the super-hard Gogu Chicken!

"Beep!"

"Sword Dance!"

Both sides used strengthening moves in unison and moved closer to each other!

A red light flashed on the steel-armored crow, the muscles under the heavy armor tensed, and a smoke-like red light rose up, then dissipated.

Cong Youbing was holding a taller Cong Sword, but he used several sword patterns extremely flexibly, and a snow-white light flashed past.

Obviously, as a type with real swords, Onion Rangers are different from ordinary elves in the way they use sword dance.

Just seventy meters short.

Running past in an instant, the two elves were already close by.

Looking down at each other or looking up at each other.

As a duck, Onion Ranger can naturally fly, but only if it throws away its weapons.

However, as an elf whose entire strength lies in weapons, asking it to do this would obviously mean cutting off its arms.

So Li Xiang didn't have to worry about the dead duck flying.

The operating space is also much larger.

"Split the tiles!"

"Beep."

Onion Youbing jumped up, raised his Onion Sword high, and swung it towards the steel-armored crow. A thin brown-red light lit up and slid down like sword energy!

This guy's attack speed can be said to be as fast as lightning, and his high jumping ability is also extremely strong. If you are not guarded for a moment, you may really be hit by it.

It's a pity that it is facing the steel-armored crow who ranks first in dynamic vision and body control ability in Li Xiang's team!

This move to split the tiles was really slow in the eyes of the steel-armored crow. It just twisted its body slightly and dodged it with "danger after danger".

Not even the soaring fighting attribute energy could hit it!

Immediately.

The steel-armored crow flapped its wings and let out harsh and unpleasant ridicules above the fallen Onion Rangers.

“No way, no way, there really is no bird that can’t fly, right? 』

"Is this what the fighting attribute is? 』

"I'm in a hurry, I'm in a hurry, I'm in a hurry~"

Under Li Xiang's influence, the Steel-Armored Crow developed his bad-mouthed and intersex abilities to the extreme, and the effect of provocation quickly took effect.

on the ground.

Onion Youbing's expression stiffened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his eyes were gradually covered with anger.

"Gah!"

It shouted at the steel-armored crow, seeming to be refuting something.

The strong young man saw this scene and hurriedly said: "Don't be affected by it! It's intentional!"

However, the provocation had taken effect, and the steel-armored crow also aroused the anger of Cong Youbing.

"Beep!"

Li Xiangcai would not give his opponent a chance and blew the whistle suddenly.

The steel-armored crow, who was still having a bad mouth and was scolding Cong Youbing, suddenly tightened his wings, ignited blue flames all over his body, and crashed into Cong Youbing!

The speed was so fast that it was caught off guard!

"Block it!"

The strong young man shouted, and Cong Youbing jumped up and placed the shield in his hand horizontally in front of him.

Although it has lost the ability to defend, the shield can still effectively withstand part of the impact!

but!

Before hitting the shield, the steel-armored crow suddenly opened its wings and flapped its wings. It spun in the air in an extremely weird manner, and actually came to the rear of the Onion Rangers!

The blind spot of the shield!

Facing the defenseless back, the steel-armored crow hit him like a meteor!

Bang!

Fireworks explode!