Pokémon, my Pokémon has no limit

After breakfast, Xingluo Qiao and others started their normal class schedule. After all, the exchange competition was just an exchange competition. Unless Xing Luoqiao really killed Matsui Kazumei, they and other brats would not be able to influence the will of the country. .

Xing Luo Qiao had been holding back her energy all day long, until in the afternoon, after Teacher Dongfang finished ravaging Xing Luo Qiao, she clearly felt that something was wrong with Xing Luo Qiao's state.

"Xiaoluo, you played too aggressively today."

Xingluo Qiao was still applying medicine to Attribute Kong. When she heard Teacher Dongfang's words, she scratched her head in embarrassment: "Really?"

Teacher Dongfang glanced at him: "I have the same virtue as your teacher."

Xingluo Qiao was stunned at this moment: "Teacher An, what's wrong with him?"

Teacher Dongfang sighed helplessly: "After that guy found out about the friendly exchange match, he clamored to kill Matsui. He even dragged me to find the principal this morning, and planned to let Gardevoir use teleportation to take Matsui to Wuhan. Kill them directly in the human area.”

"Wocao! Isn't this perfect!" Xingluo Qiao slapped his thigh. Teacher An's move won his heart!

"Perfect you big-headed devil!" Teacher Dongfang hit Xingluo Qiao's head angrily: "You two masters and apprentices look alike... If nothing else happens, there will be three games for junior high school and three games for high school next Monday. I I only have one request for you, don’t beat me to death, beat me to death, do you understand?”

Xingluo Qiao blinked and grinned: "Hey, don't worry, Teacher Dongfang!"

Teacher Dongfang nodded, she had absolute confidence in Xingluo Qiao.

Three days passed by in a flash, and the entire Demon City No. 1 Middle School fell into a strange atmosphere, especially the junior high school students.

From time to time, you can hear someone laughing sinisterly, which is very strange.

"Kick the hall, hehehehe, kick the iron plate and kill you!"

"I heard that it's one-on-one and three games. It's a pity. It would be fun if it were a wheel battle."

"Didn't they ask beforehand? There is a big devil in our Demon City No. 1 Middle School!"

"Without personal experience, it's hard to understand how powerful the Great Demon King is, and the Great Demon King doesn't seem to have a particularly impressive record outside. That's why they are so careless~"

"That's right, after all, just looking at the level, the Big Demon King really can't be said to be very eye-catching. The strongest one in their junior high school is called...Mikasa Miyamotohito, right? All three of his elves have reached level 38, and they are all quasi-gods. A level dragon elf!"

"Are quasi-gods rare? Are dragons rare? Even the big devils are torturing them!"

At this time, the big devil they talked about was playing games with his legs crossed in the dormitory.

"A Luo, the three of us are going to fight soon, and the principal said that we, as hosts, will greet them at the school gate." Richard picked up the game controller worriedly and confirmed his role.

"Fuck you, it's true that you are a guest. Even if you are welcoming someone else, does that old bastard Matsui deserve it?" Xingluo Qiao curled her lips and dropped a candy in her mouth.

"It's my first time entering the boys' dormitory, so I'm so shy!" Mo Wenwen looked east and west, and when she saw that Xingluo Qiao's room was much neater than her own, she suddenly puffed up her mouth.

Most of the students were in class as usual. After receiving the instructions from above, Principal Xiao, although he was very unhappy, could only show his grandeur and lead some students to greet them.

At this moment, after Principal Xiao waited for a while and didn't see Xingluo Qiao's figure, he felt relieved and stopped waiting and went directly to the school gate.

This is normal. If Xing Luoqiao can still act like a good baby at this time, then she doesn't look like a child raised by Grandma Xing.

After playing for a while, Xingluo Qiao looked at the spot: "What time did the principal say the game would be?"

"The competition for our junior high school students will start at three o'clock this afternoon. In the morning, the principal will take the group of people to walk around and have a meal together at noon. After resting, we will compete in the afternoon." Mo Wenwen pinched her fingers and said.

"It's boring. Let's go back to class." Xingluo Qiao threw the controller away. He just wanted to hurry up to the afternoon.

Richard and Mo Wenwen looked at each other. It was their first time to see Xingluo Qiao who could not sit still.

In the first classroom, the teacher was in class when he saw Xingluo Qiao and three others walking back. He was startled: "Aren't you going to receive..."

"They don't deserve it." Xingluo Qiao curled her lips and sat back in her seat, taking out the textbook: "The three of us think it's better to come back to class than do that kind of meaningless superficial project."

The teacher on the stage was speechless for a moment, then cleared his throat: "That makes sense. Well, turn to page 28 of the book. Please note down the part I drew with a red pen on the blackboard..."

Mo Wenwen poked Richard: "It feels weird. Normally, during a game, shouldn't we analyze the opponent's strength nervously?"

Richard thought for a while: "I have a hunch that there is probably no chance for either of us to play today."

Mo Wenwen bit her finger and said, "No way, Ah Luo is going to do something big?"

"We'll find out in the afternoon." Richard shrugged. As long as Xingluo Qiao didn't kill Matsui Yiming, it wouldn't be a big deal.

It was extremely uncomfortable for Xingluo Qiao to wait for these few hours, but time would pass.

At 2:30 in the afternoon, the central venue of Arena No. 1 was already full of people. Most of the classes came to watch the game live. Those who couldn't sit were organized by teachers to watch the broadcast in the classroom.

Richard, Mo Wenwen and Xing Luo Qiao both changed into school uniforms. They were both dressed upright, but what about Xing Luo Qiao? The originally neat little suit was tied around his waist, with a snow-white shirt underneath. He was still holding a lollipop in his mouth, looking very cynical!

"You two will walk behind me in a moment and stay away from me."

Richard and Mo Wenwen sighed in unison, but it was now time and they could only cooperate with Xing Luoqiao.

"Let us invite our hosts, three students from the junior high school of Modu No. 1 Middle School!!"

The warm-up host's high-pitched voice sounded, and a teacher immediately walked to the preparation room where the three of them were: "It's time to go on stage, perform well!" As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Xingluo Qiao's dress, and before he had time to speak.

A ball of candy wrapper was stuffed into his hand by Xingluo Qiao: "Teacher, help me throw it away."

The teacher stayed like this for a few seconds, and when he reacted, Xing Luoqiao had already entered the scene.

"The Great Demon King! The Great Demon King! The Great Demon King! The Great Demon King!!"

Xing Luo Qiao had just appeared on the stage, and all the junior high school members of Modu No. 1 Middle School who were present uniformly started to build momentum for Xing Luo Qiao.

In the past, Xingluo Qiao would have gone on stage to compete indifferently, but today, it was different.

Xingluo Qiao stroked her hair with one hand and stood still.

His eyes quickly locked onto Principal Xiao's position.

When Principal Xiao saw Xingluo Qiao's eyes, he immediately felt something bad!

"Chinese は悪意をhold った人を歓 greet しません, privy は戦杀criminal rate いるチームに兴丝がありませんでした. したがって..." From Xingluo Qiao... A string of cherry blossom words came out of his mouth and he said finally, Xingluo Qiao showed an extremely provocative smile and raised her hand at the young man sitting next to Principal Xiao.

The corner of Mo Wenwen's mouth twitched: "What did A Luo say?"

Richard: "I don't understand either!!"

Lan Yiyou, who was sitting in the audience, couldn't laugh or cry. Zhou Zheng quickly asked: "What did the boss say?"

Lan Yiyou said helplessly: "Aluo's original words just now were: China does not welcome people with bad intentions, and I am not interested in teams led by war criminals. So. Coupled with his actions just now, this is an extremely arrogant provocation." .”

Matsui Yiming, who was sitting next to Principal Xiao, had veins popping out on his forehead: "Mr. Xiao, is this the younger generation of your Huaxia Kingdom? There is no etiquette at all!"

"Do you know what the word "etiquette" means? You don't know what you mean, don't you? Stop rubbing your nose in your face. If you have the ability to fight with your father and me, if you don't dare, just shut your mouth! "

Teacher An's gentle voice sounded, and Matsui Yiming, who was about to explode, immediately calmed down. Principal Xiao would not take action against him, but this Madman An was definitely not sure!