I'm crazy in the Pokémon world

By the time Cao Wei and the other two found the registration point, there were only ten minutes left before registration ended.

"Phew~ It's a near miss. Fortunately, we caught up." Liu Chuan sighed tiredly. If the three of them were eliminated because they failed to register successfully, the joke would be big.

Although the students are interested in this competition, the school is actually the same, otherwise there will be no school leaders sitting there to watch when the contestants are selected.

After the students show their style and strength in the competition, they are selected by well-known trainers, and their own schools will also benefit from it.

Liu Chuan is now the leading teacher of No. [-] Middle School. If people know after his return that the students he taught were eliminated before the competition, then he will probably not have to work as a teacher.

"Hello! The entry formalities have been completed for you. Now please go to the waiting room for contestant No. [-] to wait. The competition will automatically match you with opponents. Please wait patiently. I wish you good luck in martial arts."

The receptionist smiled and helped Cao Wei and the others complete the registration procedures. She didn't show any strange expressions when she saw their sophomore year information.

There’s nothing to look down on or roll your eyes at. He is just a waiter with high professionalism. Secondly, no matter how miserable you are, you are still a contestant. Why do people keep holding on to your shortcomings? Isn't that just making yourself uncomfortable?

When Jiang Ping saw that the registration was successful, she stopped staying. After all, this is the world of trainers, and her staying here will only cause trouble to Liu Chuan's command.

When Cao Wei came to the waiting hall, he discovered that there were hundreds of people gathered here, almost all in groups of five to six, with two or three teachers leading three students.

A large black screen with four sides was placed under the ceiling in the center of the waiting hall, and the screen was currently broadcasting advertisements for the sponsors of this conference.

"Huh? Isn't this a person from No. [-] Middle School? Huh? Has a different person taken care of the child this year? I've never seen you before."

On the left side of Cao Wei, a school team came over. Liu Chuan recognized the person. This was Chang Sheng, the leader of J City No. [-] Middle School.

Before Liu Chuan came, the school leaders had already informed Liu Chuan about the leaders of other schools in the city, including the winning director of the No. [-] Middle School.

Director Chang was not a trainer. In fact, it was very rare for an elite trainer like Liu Chuan to work in a high school. Director Chang subconsciously regarded Liu Chuan as a new teacher.

By the way, due to his status as a director, although our Mr. Chang exercised for a period of time in his early years, the accumulation of fat over time and the fat figure are inevitable.

The relationship between No. [-] Middle School and No. [-] Middle School is very good, and the two sides often have joint activities. Of course, if one of the schools suddenly increases the amount of courses and homework for the students, the other school will definitely not be able to escape...

Although the relationship between the two middle schools is good on the surface, this is a competition venue after all, and Liu Chuan doesn't believe it if he won't speak harsh words before the war.

"I heard that all the contestants in your No. [-] Middle School this year are sophomores. What? Don't seniors like this competition?"

Liu Chuan looked at Chang Sheng, who was talking trash like crazy in front of him, and was speechless.

To be honest, it's not me who had issues with you before, so it's useless for you to tell me this!

Liu Chuan turned around and left, not even paying attention to the belly fat in front of him.

Are you kidding me, an elite trainer, and you, a layman, talking trash before a game? Are you trying to lower my grade?

Looking at the strange two people in front of him, Cao Wei said curiously:

"Who is that belly fat guy? Talking nonsense to Liu Chuan?"

"Teacher Chang Sheng from No. [-] Middle School next door, although his fighting ability is average, he is a good teacher in education. This is also the source of his confidence." Gao Shan explained from the side.

"Um...but if you say harsh words to an elite trainer, he will probably suffer."

At this time, the four screens above the head suddenly stopped broadcasting, ignoring the products they were talking about, and went directly to the group stage of the event.

“This is the best of our pastures and can produce a full thirty kilograms of milk every day...

Pokémon trainers around the world!

Welcome to this Pokémon Rookie King Conference..."

Cao Wei almost suffered from internal injuries when he saw the unprepared program changes in front of him.

"Haha, the brand owner will probably cry to death."

The facial expressions of everyone present were very exciting. Without him, the content of this advertisement was really explosive.

However, the host on the screen didn't care about that and continued to talk about the arrangements for this event.

Almost all commentators will have two people singing the double act, because the two hosts usually have a division of labor. One is responsible for promoting the process, and the other is responsible for on-site interaction. They can remind and promote each other, so that the effect of the program is truly Achieve a high level.

The commentary of the Pokémon Contest is no exception. The host Chen Yan who gave the explanation also specially invited a game anchor to add to the fun.

However, Cao Wei didn't care how exciting the host's explanation would be. He just wanted to know what kind of person his opponent would be.

After all, if you can understand your opponent more clearly, you are more likely to reduce the possibility of injury to the two living treasures at home.

Cao Wei stared at the mobile phone in his hand carefully and said something. In this world, not only the medical system and some black technology equipment are developed, but even the communication system and software industry are developing rapidly. The mobile phone in his hand is very different from the mobile phone in Cao Wei's previous life. Not bad, even many functions need to be more advanced.

For example, as long as you download a certain software on your mobile phone and connect your Pokémon's Poke Ball to it, almost all the Pokémon's information will be displayed on your phone.

Cao Wei was annoyed at that time, because the [Eye of Information] given to him by his system in the novice stage had almost no meaning, but he still regarded it as a treasure at that time.

But no matter how he scolded him this time, the system was like a piece of meat on a hob, neither saying anything nor responding, making Cao Wei feel like he had punched cotton.

"Forget it, forget about those useless things, let's see what kind of person my opponent is. I hope my position in the competition will not be the last one."

In fact, many people think this way. Neither the beginning nor the end is what they want. The more in the middle, the more secure it will be for them.

The battle group lists on the mobile phone screen were constantly changing, and soon, groups of battle lists were listed.

The competition venue with thousands of people was divided into ten major areas. There were more than a dozen groups in each area, and each group of four people took turns to compete. In the end, the score is calculated based on the victory or defeat, and the team with the highest score advances.

"My group is out, it's the first match of Group [-] in District [-], what about you?" Liu Li came over holding the phone in his hand.

"I'm from District [-]. It looks like we won't face each other before the official game." Gao Shan also said, but then he turned around to check his opponent's information.

"What about you, Awei? Where are you from?" Liu Li turned around and asked.

Cao Wei turned around with a sad face. The draw was good, and he was indeed not the last one.

"I'm in the first area of ​​a group... we're going to the battlefield in ten minutes..."