Urban Pokémon Master

"Mao Ningning, is my opponent yours?"

A girl in a short skirt school uniform walked onto the battle stage. The loudspeaker system of the battle stage clearly broadcast her strange oral habits. The girl named Mao Ningning did not mean anything to be embarrassed. Obviously, the people around her People are very familiar with her, so they are not surprised.

By the way, about the school uniform, here Chen Jing is going to give the school 32 likes. When I looked at little lolita like Qian Sisi, I didn’t feel anything at all, but when the school uniform was worn on those girls with pointed horns, At that time, the feeling of youthful uniforms emerged spontaneously. Although Chen Jing was not a fan of uniforms, he would never refuse the pleasing scenery. It was better than the filthy school uniforms in his previous life.

Of course, the girl's good looks are also key, so the atmosphere at the scene became more and more exciting.

The person using Dairubi was a boy, but he didn't act like he was in heat just because he was a girl. He still took the time to give Dairubi a resting massage with concentration on his face.

Although the game cannot use drugs or other methods to treat Pokémon, limited massage is still possible.

The girl who was ignored did not get angry or urge her. She smiled and watched her opponent perform a recovery massage, until the boy was too embarrassed to continue to take advantage and sent Dairubi to play again.

Mao Ningning announced with a vigorous voice that the game would start again.

"Let's go when the game starts, Dream Demon"

A Pokémon with a slightly unreal body suddenly appeared in the competition venue. It was obvious that Mao Ningning had never put her in the Pokémon ball, so that she could communicate with it and increase tacit understanding when not competing.

From these details, Chen Jing felt that there would definitely be a course on how to get along with Pokémon in the upper grades. Some Pokémon easily accumulate fatigue, and some don't like small spaces. Even if they are the same type of Pokémon, There will be different personalities and personalities, and understanding these is obviously required knowledge.

Incubus is a ghost-type Pokémon, and it is obviously at a disadvantage in terms of attributes against Darubi. However, Darubi has already fought once, and his physical strength is almost at the bottom, so it should be easier to fight Incubus. of.

Another point is that there is another player in Class A, so the test is how to defeat the opponent without taking too much damage, and Class A is how to cause as much damage as possible, and even fight back

The dream demon floating everywhere in the sky obviously has a restless character. From time to time it floats in front of Mao Ningning and circles, or makes a face in front of Dairubi.On the other hand, Dairubi also had a relatively stable character. Faced with the grimace, he just exhaled a trace of fire from his mouth and continued to sit upright with his eyes closed to rest.

The Dream Demon was obviously unwilling to accept such a result, and then he seemed to think of something, showed a mischievous expression, and disappeared all of a sudden, but in the next second, a majestic Black Luga appeared in front of Delubi. .

The dream demon is obviously very familiar with this Black Luga. Whether it is the appearance or the momentum, he imitates it perfectly. Even the details of the scars all over the body are imitated.

Scars are rarely left on Pokémon, especially those raised in captivity. Only wild Pokémon will have scars, because once scars are left on the body, it not only shows the intensity of the battle, but also the energy. The double depletion of body and physical strength without timely treatment and replenishing energy will leave irremovable scars after recovery.

The sudden appearance of this black ruga really startled Derubi. His whole body curled up and he made a whimpering sound. However, he immediately remembered that he was competing now. Why did his leader appear so obvious? It was a nasty prank by some naughty little rascal.

Dai Lubi suddenly became furious. Chen Jing didn’t know if dogs would explode, but it was obvious that Dai Rubi was furious.

At this time, the whistle of the game also officially came to mind.

Without any intention of listening to the trainer's instructions, a hungry tiger dog pounced on the food. A dark light appeared on Dairubi's teeth, and he bit into the dream demon. Of course, such a direct attack is the least effective. The dream demon drifted on the spot, and this attack to crush it naturally failed.

"Darubi, come back quickly and don't be impulsive."

However, Delubi did not obey the command. He only had eyes for the dream monster who provoked him.

You have to tear her apart because the provocation before the start of the Dream Demon competition is not a skill, it is just a prank, so strictly speaking, it is not a foul.

At this time, the player in Class A suddenly became a joke. No matter how he jumped on the sidelines, Dairubi completely ignored him, and Class A naturally understood that this was a tactic that tested the relationship between the trainer and the Pokémon. Relationships and bonds.

In the end, poor Delubi fell under the dream demon's kite and was perfectly harvested by a shadow ball.

The trainer of Class A took back the Pokmon and glanced at Mao Ningning who was waving to him from the opposite side. He had no choice but to leave unwillingly. When Chen Jing saw the game, he also took out the Pokmon ball he had received before the game. , couldn't help but hold it tightly.

"It doesn't matter if you lose this time, you have to work hard next time." Mao Ningning was still full of energy and encouraged his opponent, although this sounded more like a mockery in his opponent's ears.

"Cheng Chiya, forget it, you are not the one who loses this game. Let's take Dairubi for treatment first."

But obviously Cheng Chiya knew the facts, so he didn't want to explain anything more.

"By the way, where is Mandis, why hasn't he played yet?"

His classmates shrugged, expressing frustration.

"We haven't played yet. You know, forget it, go get treatment and I'll go find him."

The big screen at the scene already showed that the next game was about to start, and the players from Class A shouted their names three times through the loudspeaker, but still no one showed up.

While Mao Ningning was teasing the dream demon, she looked at the avatar on the big screen, the flaxen-haired boy, with twinkling eyes.

"Player Mandy Slamme, if you don't play again, we will judge you to give up the game after 1 minute."

Following the referee's ultimatum, there was a huge discussion in the stadium.

"No way, the vice-president will be defeated without a fight again, why should I say that again?"

"I guess I fell asleep in that place again. You see, the people in Class A have left. They must have gone to find someone again. Speaking of which, everyone is probably used to Vice President Mandis being like this."

People near Chen Jing's seat were also talking about this person named Mandis, and this last name is really a bit subtle.

"Qian Sisi, who is Mandis? He is also the vice president. Is he a famous figure?"

Hearing the question from her deskmate, Qian Sisi had an expression on her face like "Are you an alien?", which was obviously a bit incredulous. If Chen Jing's voice was not relatively low, everyone around him would probably have the same expression.

"Well, Mandis is the vice-president of our school's student union. Most of the daily management in the school is hosted by the student union, and the two vice-presidents are directly responsible, so almost no one does not know the vice-presidents. long"

Seeing the sad expression on the girl in front of him, Chen Jing was a little embarrassed, but he didn't pay much attention to this kind of thing. What he was more concerned about was that the student union's power was obviously greater than he imagined.

At this time, the scene gradually became quiet. Chen Jing turned around and saw that a person was being dragged out of the corridor. He still looked helpless and wanted to die, like a dead dog.

Mandis suddenly shuddered as he was being dragged, as if something malicious was there, but looking around, he could only attribute it to the fact that he worked too late yesterday and didn't sleep well.

"Okay, okay. I can walk by myself~" He said this, but he still yawned sleepily, which was very unconvincing.

Although he looks like a foreigner, he speaks Hua Meng very fluently.

When he walked to the battle stage, he stopped being careless and threw a Poke Ball. A Pokmon appeared, which immediately startled the dream monster who was about to repeat his same trick.

The empty eyes look as if the soul is about to be sucked away if you look closely. There is a crescent-shaped halo above the head, floating there quietly, mysterious and beautiful.

"Wow, that's how handsome the vice-president's shelling ninja is."

Now the place became lively again, everyone obviously knew his Pokémon. Even at their age, there were still only a few people who had their own Pokémon.