I'm not a supporting character in Pokemon

A foggy day is not fun.

Although there are many secrets here, for Li Xiang, a trainer, the most important thing every day is not to uncover them.

But boring training and classes.

Facing familiar elves every day, using familiar routines, honing familiar skills, and facing familiar opponents.

Not much freshness at all.

It’s exactly the same as in the youth academy.

It's completely different from the happy trip in the animation, where you take girls and chefs around the area. The difference between the two is simply thousands of miles.

Animating.

Only when Xiaozhi encounters setbacks and encounters an opponent he can't beat will he temporarily hold on to his abilities.

The rest of the time, I either fall in love with Team Rocket or explore some unknown areas and experience interesting stories.

But even so, the strength of his elf is still rising.

Leveling is minimal, or the animation team didn't show it at all.

At first glance.

The life of being a trainer is easy and pleasant.

But not here.

In this land called Zhuxia, if you want to become an excellent trainer and defeat others, you will never be able to do it without working hard day and night for tens of years and tens of thousands of battles.

You can not work hard, but you can't make others not work hard either.

Everyone is working hard.

Those who don't work hard will be eliminated without mercy.

Playing around, laughing and winning championships, etc. This has never happened so far.

so.

Among the three elements of a trainer, only one is persistence.

Becoming a strong trainer is too painful for a lazy dog.

Why do you have to practice so many moves every day? Isn’t it enough if you learn it?

Why do you need to exercise every day? Just slowly increase the energy level?

Why fight an opponent who has fought so many times? Isn’t it enough to win once?

——What can it do?

In order to win on a certain day, at a certain moment, in the most correct, most needed and most appropriate place.

He "tortured" himself and the elves so hard, doing the same thing day and night, constantly losing or winning, pushing his body and mind to the limit in order to achieve a higher breakthrough.

Everything.

The ultimate goal is to win, to gain glory, to gain financial status, and to maintain one's self-esteem as a trainer.

Can't win.

There's no point in being a trainer.

therefore.

You can't find a relaxed and comfortable atmosphere in a foggy city or in every institution of higher learning.

There is no empty battle arena.

The only thing active on campus is competition, competition and competition!

To put it bluntly, everyone in the school is your opponent, and there are no absolute teammates.

The current fifteen members of the school team have walked through the bodies of more than 4,000 people to get to where they are now.

And the four thousand people in the foggy city have to step on the bodies of tens of thousands of failed students to reach this point.

No one wants to be left behind.

The campus selection competition was thousands of times more intense than Li Xiang had ever imagined.

Because the number of people participating in it is——

Almost the whole school!

Every non-varsity student except first-year students has participated in the selection of the varsity team, whether it is the second year, third year, fourth year, or the sixth year when they are about to graduate.

This selection, which relies entirely on conscious participation, without registration and without any connection, symbolizes the fate of countless people.

It means whether they can get on that coveted stage.

Youth competition.

…

March.

With the spring breeze that gradually warms up by one or two degrees.

For many students, the most important day of the school year has arrived.

On-campus tryouts.

After experiencing the holidays, countless people hide their newly learned routines, or something else, just to overcome obstacles along the way and get the results they want.

There are two types of trials.

The first competition was for ordinary students to be promoted to reserve forces.

In the end, about fifteen people will be selected.

More than 3,000 people competed for fifteen spots.

"No wonder most reserve players are juniors or seniors, and seniors also come down to compete."

Li Xiang looked at the registration form on his phone and clicked his tongue.

In fantasy novels, grade may be used to measure a student's strength, but here, age cannot be used as a representative.

No matter what grade, there are students with good talents and students with more talents, and people are also different.

Moreover.

Even if students from Fog City are at the same level as students from ordinary colleges and universities, they are not on the same level.

If you measure your strength based on your grade, you will definitely die miserably.

By the way.

Except for Li Xiang and others in the first grade, a dozen other people who were recruited through early enrollment are also qualified to participate.

The school seems to want to test the results of the youth training camp to see how much difference there is between students who come from the youth training camp and those who pass the formal examination.

It’s impossible to cover all the fifteen places in the reserve force.

And this time.

Li Xiang inevitably began to miss Yang Tianwang. If it were this young man, he would probably have obtained the basic information of all the students in the school by now.

No need to talk about it.

Now that this guy is gone, he can only find another way.

Every school has students who are well-informed and have a lot of information in their hands, and Wudu Da is no exception.

But what Li Xiang didn't expect was unexpected.

This person turned out to be a carefree and boyish flirtatious girl, Lu Shu.

A certain classroom.

"Yo! Brother!"

The girl with highlights smiled, her big eyes painted with purple eyeshadow were full of vigor, but she also revealed a shrewd temperament that was completely inconsistent with her appearance.

"I knew you would come to me."

"Well……"

Li Xiang looked at the completely unknown people around her, and Zhao Jie was not among them.

He said: "In that case, let's get straight to the point, senior sister, how much--"

"Need not."

When Zhao Jie was away, Lu Shu's girlish temperament was extremely strong.

She held her chin with her hands as white as jade and said with a smile: "How can I ask for my brother's money? Brother Cha knows about it and why can't he bring trouble to me?"

The male and female students around him laughed lowly and looked at Li Xiang with curiosity.

This group of people had more or less two or three mobile phones in front of them, proving that they were all in Lu Shu's intelligence circle.

Among them were many members of the student council and some people who seemed to be senior seniors.

To be honest, he didn't expect to receive money for the information.

Li thought: "Then..."

"After the details of the battle come out, I will send you the information on your opponent. Including Song Jie's."

Lu Shu tilted her head, her watery eyes reflecting the glimmer of light, "Is this enough?"

"Okay, thank you, senior sister." Li Xiang hesitated for two seconds, bowed slightly and left.

He was not very adaptable to this kind of communication environment where many people were paying attention. If he had anything to say, it would be better to talk to her on the ants.

Lu Shu didn't care. She looked at Li Xiang's back and curled her lips.

She was very curious about this little boy who could chat with Abigail for so many years.

No matter which aspect.

the other side.

Li Xiang is talking to Song Jie.

"Can you come here by yourself and let me take the lead in the charge? I really have goosebumps."

"You are embarrassed and I am even more embarrassed. Instead of two people being embarrassed, it would be better for you to be embarrassed alone."

"What the hell!"

"Okay, okay, I'll come to the head office for the favor."

"Okay, then I have nothing to say."

Li Xiang hung up the phone directly, not giving the young man a chance to regret it. Free things are the most expensive in the world, and you never know what you will have to pay.

The pure monetary price is not bad.

I am afraid that money is useless.

The on-campus selection competition has been prepared since March 1st, officially started on March 2nd, and will not be fully completed until the end of the month.

The competition format is generally three-on-three singles. If you have an idea for doubles, you can also participate.

Gong Xu obviously wanted to participate in doubles, so he dragged Li Xiang to sign up early.

All of a sudden.

It made Li want to participate in two competitions.

Just think of it as making money.

Li Xiang had no choice but to comfort himself, and if he won a doubles match, he could indeed earn two candies at once.

…

March 2.

The details of the trial match were sent to everyone’s mobile phones via text message.

Li Xiang's first-round opponent gradually became clear.

"You started in the third grade, didn't you start in the second grade?"

Li Xiang flipped through the information about his first-round opponents.

how to say.

The level is similar to the person I met before who deliberately dropped points and planned to go to the fish pond to fry fish.

Even slightly weaker.

In their grade, their strength is neither above nor below, and overall they can be rated as good.

An elf who is good at using general attributes.

Among them, there is a large tongue lick that needs a little more attention.

That's all the rest.

"When you encounter a specialized opponent, it's always easy to choose the appearance."

Li Xiang easily picked the elf to play.

If the other person is not too stupid.

I'll probably buy his information too, and it's probably not hard to guess what kind of elf I'll be.

If you think backwards, the selection is relatively simple.

But there's nothing to worry about.

Absolute strength can make Li Xiang completely fearless. Everyone must have the same level of intelligence to determine the outcome with a margin of 30%.

"Where are your opponents?"

Li Xiang looked at Song Jie and Gong Xu's mobile phones.

At this moment, they are resting outside the school cafe, waiting for the competition text message to be sent.

"Fourth grade, one who is good at electrical attributes."

"Second grade, one with water attributes."

They both named their opponents.

Gong Xu was not protected by Lu Shu, but he had his own intelligence channels, and he could get it with some time.

If it weren't for Li Xiang, Song Jie would probably be the same.

"Good luck, don't end up fighting each other along the way."

Li Xiang patted the two of them on the shoulders, stood up and went to the venue.

The two of them did not comment, and each went to the venue where they wanted to go. If the time was not available, they went to the training hall.

five minutes later.

In front of a standard medium-sized venue.

Li Xiang saw the scattered melon-eating crowd standing outside the venue, waiting for his arrival.

It seems that his own game has been exposed.

He didn't expect that there would be an audience outside the stadium, as the games themselves were not held at the same time, and in the forum, there were many people who wanted to see his jokes or see clearly his weight.

Seeing Li wanted to come over.

Many people started whispering, with different looks in their eyes, and none of them was kind.

I ignored this group of people.

Li Xiang looked at the field and found that his opponent was a young man who looked gentle and could pretend to be boss Sakamoto with just a pair of glasses.

Swipe your card to enter.

The referee had been waiting for a long time and began to read out the rules of the game.

During this period of time, both sides of the competition can communicate, but neither of them has much interest in communicating.

Let’s see the real chapter under your hands!

The two young beasts slowly revealed their fangs!