I'm not a supporting character in Pokemon

Today's Zhenxingliu Tongwu Martial Arts Hall is as lively as the Chinese New Year.

The reason lies in the arrival of Li Xiang.

Tell the truth.

There were not as many fans in the hall as he thought, just a few young people.

Others can only be regarded as favorable opinions.

But there were countless people surrounding him, scrambling to announce their names.

There were only some people who were much older than him or who were withdrawn and looked on.

After all, just like the champion comes from the Island of Gods, the people of the Island of Gods are proud of themselves. Li Xiang was their uncle or brother. They also felt very happy and felt that they had shared the glory.

And this involves an issue called belonging.

The same is true for Li Xiang himself. Whether it is the pioneering senior sister in law or the amazingly talented third senior sister, they are all his idols.

Second Senior Sister...whenever he can be a little more humane, he will probably be able to look at her squarely.

The filming team had to be slower to arrive.

Yan Hu took Li Xiang to drink tea in the reception room, but the restless brothers couldn't help but welcome him.

It’s just that the way of welcome is a little special——

Sparring.

Martial arts sparring.

Just like the friendly exchange last year.

That time, because the three senior sisters were too powerful and beat up many people, Yan Hu was a little unhappy.

But she is not a stingy person, and she will get over it as long as she holds her breath in.

Come again this time.

It was not Yan Hu's instruction, but the disciples' own plan, and the former also acquiesced.

Want to regain your place?

Li Xiang thought so at first, but after seeing the excited expressions of the challengers, he realized that perhaps these people were thinking about having close contact with their idols?

Uh-huh.

Those senior and junior sisters are okay, but forget about the men, right?

I couldn't resist their enthusiastic calls.

Li Xiang had no choice but to play two moves.

At first glance, the opponent seems to have formed a group to bully him, but in fact, sparring is Zhenxing's tradition. People who dare not sparring are embarrassed to say that they have practiced Zhenxing's martial arts.

Duan Tianxing will not spare him either.

The old master said that he would rather be a loser than a coward.

As a closed disciple, Li Xiang would not be timid in fighting, but he was left alone after all. After five games in a row, he couldn't stand it anymore.

mainly--

Damn these people really don’t know what it means to be merciful!

It started with fists and kicks, and after the exchange of boxing skills, they had to dance with the big gun, without giving him any time to rest.

Not to mention that weapons are every inch longer and stronger, and they are not that close at hand...

Thanks to Li Xiang's physical fitness, Kirishima's environment was also very beneficial to him. His innate advantages allowed him to win many people in the early stages.

As a result, they were beaten one after another.

When he hit the seventh man, Li Xiang raised the white flag, retreated and put away his sword, admitting defeat.

"My fellow disciples, please stop here."

He clasped his fists at the other people who were in high spirits, not intending to go back as tired as a dog.

There will be something else happening soon!

There was no anger in his heart that needed to be vented.

Those who were queuing up and hoping to play suddenly let out regretful "Eh-" sounds.

Yan Hu, who was sitting on the main seat, also laughed and asked them to move away.

"How's it going? Enthusiastic, right?"

She said to Li Xiang, who was sweating profusely and panting.

"It's really enthusiastic. Thank you. I can do it myself."

Li Xiang took the hot towel handed over by an unknown senior sister or nephew.

There are three generations of students in the martial arts gym.

The generation left behind by the great uncle, the generation taught by Yan Hu and his direct disciples, and the generation taught by Yan Hu’s disciples.

Many people in the first generation were apprenticed by Yan Hu on behalf of his father. To be precise, they were a generation younger than him, but there were also many who were older than him.

Even older than Yan Hu.

These people have now become teachers in martial arts schools.

Of course, not all.

Many of the apprentices that the master uncle accepted did not continue on the path of martial arts. After completing their studies, they started their own businesses.

"I hope our Zhenxingliu unified martial arts can one day compare with the Northern Kingdom's Ittoliu."

Yan Hu sighed.

Unlike Zhenxing, a foreigner, the Northern Itto-ryu that Haruki Longchuan practiced was a native of Kirishima, and it can even be said to be the most popular martial arts in Sakurajima.

According to media statistics, there are 100,000 people in Sakurajima who are disciples of the Northern Itto-ryu, and more than 300,000 people have practiced their swordsmanship!

Why is this so?

Because they are famous enough and good at marketing.

There are various schools in Sakurajima, whether they are trainer schools, ordinary high schools, or even junior high schools and elementary schools.

They all have their own exclusive societies.

Even inside Sakurajima, there is a club called Hokugoku Itto-ryu.

at the same time.

They also generously spend large amounts of prize money to hold competitions of all sizes.

They are one of the organizers of the Sakurajima Kendo Tournament!

Associations, local police stations, etc... The North Country Itto-ryu has been operating for hundreds of years, but Zhenxing-ryu can break through in just a few decades.

What's more, Jin Xingryu teaches boxing and spear skills, which is contrary to the kendo that Sakurajima people especially love.

Zhen Xingliu was very different from them in all aspects.

"There will be a chance."

Li Xiang said consolingly that as long as the Zhenxing style is passed down from generation to generation in Sakurajima, it will definitely not be worse than the Northern Itto style.

He believed so firmly.

…

Lean less.

The filming team called by Yan Hu arrived.

These people are quite professional, with lighting, makeup artists and so on.

It’s just the fact that you have to apply powder on your face that’s overwhelming.

Of course, he also understands that this is for the sake of photos, so it will be easier to edit the pictures later.

Anyway, as long as it doesn't make him look like a ghost, it doesn't matter.

By the way.

At Yan Hu's request, the Blazing Roaring Tigers also showed up, even posing in the posture of collapse fist.

Working together with Li Xiang, they look very harmonious.

"How many shots do you want to take?"

Li Xiang grimaced. He thought it would be done in a few minutes, but it turned out that the photo was not finished yet.

"A whole set."

Yan Hu blinked, "Besides, I have to send a condom to Uncle Master."

ah?

Li Xiang was a little confused, "Master? He knows I'm here to take pictures for you?"

"Of course! How can I take pictures of you without his consent!" Yan Hu looked like you were stupid.

Okay.

This matter was authorized by Duan Tianxing, and the old master even wanted a copy.

What are you doing?

collect? Absolutely impossible.

publicity? You won't leave the martial arts school to him.

Thinking of this, Li Xiang's expression suddenly turned bitter. It has been more than half a year since the senior sister graduated, but the master has yet to announce the successor.

What would he do if it were thrown to him?

You said that in the past, he wouldn't care if you left it to him. After all, he had no feelings. He was just a consumer who went to practice martial arts and cultivate his character.

But now that it's thrown to him, he really can't ignore it!

Duan Tianxing and Third Senior Sister treated him well!

There is such a bad thing in the world!

well.

forget about it.

If it was left to him, he would have a good fight with Third Senior Sister.

How can there be any reason in the world to pass on male rather than female? The successor of the martial arts school is none other than Senior Sister, a martial arts prodigy!

Li Xiang cursed and took the entire set of promotional photos.

If time hadn't been tight, Yan Hu would have wanted to make the entire short video.

"You can do it!" 』

Li Xiang almost rolled his eyes at this cheap senior sister.

After the shooting is completed.

The fanboys and girls in the martial arts gym asked him to compete in some Pokémon battles against their Pokémon.

Oops!

remarkably brave!

Li Xiang, a martial arts sparring practitioner, has scared them off, so he won’t be sleepy in Pokémon battles!

One by one, no matter who these people are, just crush them all!

It's fun to bully "children" occasionally.

The Blazing Roaring Tiger and the others were also happy.

The simple venue inside the museum was even more of a mess.

Only then did those people discover that Li Xiang, who had been forced to raise the white flag to surrender during the real-person battle, was extremely aggressive in Pokémon battles!

surrender?

nonexistent!

He even dared to do things like hit anyone he pointed at. After so many games, not only did he not get tired of it, but he had an uncontrollable smile on his face!

What a terrible trainer!

Worthy of being the son of God! The evil ghost in the foggy city!

So scary!

Naturally, these people don't know. To Li Xiang, these dishes are more like candies delivered to his door, or candies that can be easily obtained.

Master?

nonexistent.

The opponent Li Xiang couldn't defeat must be at least the second level of Super Ball. Trainers at that level are already called senior trainers.

I wouldn’t come to learn martial arts and “waste my time”!

…

afternoon.

Yan Hu drove Li to Sanchong Village.

She originally wanted him to go back tomorrow, and just rest and play in the martial arts gym today.

Li Xiang did not agree.

How long has it been since the Shield Sword Monster returned to her parents' home?

You have to let people take a look, right?

Even leaving it in Mie Village, spending the night or something.

Seeing that Li Xiang's purpose was clear, Yan Hu didn't persuade him much and took Li Xiang there.

The main door inside is still guarded.

But the two gatekeepers recognized Li Xiang. After all, everyone knew that he abducted a single scabbard from their village.

Li Xiang smiled at them, without wasting too much time, and went straight to the shrine with the memory in his mind.

He didn’t even go to Yongshan Weapons Workshop.

According to common sense, he, an outsider, cannot enter the shrine.

So he and Yan Hu waited at the door, letting the Shield Sword Monster go in to report the news, and waited for Uncle Shimazaki to agree.

Not long after.

A lazy middle-aged man stepped on wooden clogs and walked out, yawning constantly.

"Coming?"

He glanced at Li Xiang and Yan Hu sleepily, "Come on, Lord Sword Spirit has been waiting for you for a long time."

Have you been waiting for us for a long time?

Did you know I was coming?

Li Xiang was stunned for a moment, and finally followed in without saying anything.

However, Yan Hu did not continue to follow. She and Li Xiang informed each other and went to Yongshan Weaponry.

Uncle Shimazaki didn't interfere and just walked forward silently.

The two of them walked one behind the other, passing through several low temples, scattered woods and open spaces, before arriving at the place where the sword spirit lived.

See this huge shield sword monster again.

I don't know if it was due to the increase in spiritual power, but Li Xiang saw an indescribable power of peace and... a deep aura of twilight from its body.

"Long time no see, Li Xiang." Thank you from the bottom of my heart for taking care of Xiaotong this year. It was indeed the right thing to entrust me to you. 』

The sword spirit used its huge silk hands to protect the shield sword monster and said with a smile.

Rarely not sleeping.