Pokémon: The Strongest Xiaomao

On the central street of Kanaz City, Mr. Mao, with two dark circles under his eyes, wandered towards the college with two students.

After finishing the matters in Guchen Town last night, it was already past midnight when I got home, and today is the official start of school.

So Mr. Mao basically didn't sleep much.

"Teacher, are you okay?" Kimimaro looked at the sleepy Xiaomao and whispered to Yushu worriedly.

"I don't know, teacher, did he go out secretly last night? I feel like he didn't sleep much." Youshu scratched his head.

If he hadn't lived in a high-end villa area, Youshu might have suspected that Xiaomao had gone to steal the dog in the middle of the night...

"You two, please don't push Lai Lai behind my back, I heard it all..." Mr. Mao rolled his eyes at the two students.

Although he is said to be his student, he is actually only two or three years younger than him, so in most cases, Mr. Mao is still more like a big brother.

Entering the campus, the two little ones went to their respective classes.

Mr. Mao first went to the office to get the class schedule to see which classroom today's class was in.

"Let me take a look~" Holding the class schedule, Mr. Mao walked slowly on campus.

The first period of class had already begun, and the campus was obviously quiet. Only a few teachers were walking quickly outside, and they seemed to be going to class.

"I found the gorgeous battle theory of the Coordination Department~" Mr. Mao looked at the classroom in front of him.

It's said to be a classroom, but it's actually more like a gymnasium. Students in the advanced department usually take practical courses, so this kind of sports hall with multiple small venues is most suitable for teaching them.

After adjusting the collar of his white shirt, Mr. Mao pushed open the door and entered.

Today it’s Mr. Mao’s skin in suit pants, leather shoes, vest, and white shirt.

The originally noisy gymnasium fell silent instantly, and a dozen boys and girls with various Pokémon looked at Xiao Mao at the door with careful eyes.

"Hello, classmates~" Mr. Mao showed an amiable smile and nodded in greeting.

...Unsurprisingly, it was quiet.

"Are you the new substitute teacher of the gorgeous battle theory class?" A tall boy wearing a sleeveless top emerged from the crowd.

"What? You look too young."

"Yes, does this person really know how to fight beautifully?"

The students were also talking a lot.

Mr. Mao raised the corner of his mouth. After all, he was in the senior department. It was not easy to get them to obey.

"This classmate, what is your name? You also need to use honorifics to the teacher, do you understand?" Mr. Mao said calmly.

"What teacher? Does he look like a brat?"

"That's right, Senior Aaron is the number one in the gorgeous battle simulation, and he was also Professor Tamura's former assistant, and his strength is equivalent to the owner of four ribbon medals.

If you want me to see it, I might as well just let Senior Aaron take the class. "

"Oh~ That's it. It seems that everyone has a lot of objections to me being a teacher~" Mr. Mao's smile did not change and he scanned the whole room.

He hadn't slept well to begin with, and Mr. Mao's temper was getting explosive at the moment. These children happened to be in the crosshairs of the gun.

"Of course, we came to the academy to study, not to waste time with people like you." The boy named Aaron took a step forward.

"Then, tell me what you think." Mr. Mao spread his hands and said, "How can I go to class with peace of mind? After all, I am a very easy-going teacher."

"Hmph! Then let's have a real sword and gun showdown, a gorgeous battle! If you win, everyone will naturally have no objection.

Come on, firebeast! "Aaron took out the baby ball and threw it to the side of the field.

"Uh!" The flames behind him exploded, and a ferocious fire beast appeared in Field No. 1.

Mr. Mao raised the corner of his mouth and looked at the fire beast in front of him without fear, making comments while clicking his tongue.

"Tsk tsk~ The color of the flame is not bright enough. It should be because you don't pay attention to the matching of trees and fruits when feeding.

The coat color is a bit boring and the eyes are too paranoid.

This level is worth four medals with ribbons, why are you just daydreaming? "

"You!" Aaron's face turned red and he looked at Mr. Mao angrily.

"Pokjigu, come out." Without giving Aaron a chance to roar, Mr. Mao directly interrupted the spellcasting.

"Chak wave valley~" waving her cute little wings, her creamy-white glossy skin, dancing on tiptoes and whirling.

"Kawaii~" Suddenly a girl couldn't help but scream.

"No matter how cute it is, it's just Pokkigu. A gorgeous battle is more than just good-looking." Aaron complained in a somewhat unconfident tone.

"Then, there is no need for the referee to make a decision. Let's start in five minutes." Mr. Mao said calmly.

"Teacher, please invite me first." Aaron smiled confidently.

Mr. Mao shook his head and laughed: "You bastard, you are very bad~"

In the gorgeous battle, although there is also a way to win by KOing the opponent.

However, due to the existence of the point system of gorgeous points.

Therefore, luring the opponent to attack and then evading to the limit to complete the stage effect can also achieve the effect of deducting the opponent's points.

Once the score reaches zero, the game will automatically be deemed a loss.

For this reason, in gorgeous competitions, you can occasionally see weak Pokémon using their flexibility to defeat the strong and defeat the strong.

However, this method is usually used by veterans to trick novices.

Aaron's move can be said to be not only a provocation, but also a naked humiliation.

"Since classmate Aaron is giving me face, I won't be polite." Mr. Mao's eyes suddenly became sharp: "Pokjigu, original magical power!" The combined skill of [primitive power + magical power].

"Poku! (╬◣д◢)" Pokkigu jumped up and flew into the air, then suddenly raised his two small hands.

Click! Overwhelming the sky, huge rocks emitting a mysterious purple halo instantly formed in the air.

Aaron's expression suddenly changed. There was no way to avoid this range!

Pokkigu: It’s finally my turn, right? Just tell me, boss, which one should be buried first, the trainer or the Pokémon!

"Fire beast, be careful to avoid it!" Aaron shouted relentlessly.

For a slow skill like Primordial Power, as long as you know the landing point accurately and rely on the excellent instantaneous explosive power of the fire beast, you may not necessarily be hit.

Mr. Mao curled his lips and pointed his thumb down: "Fuck it!"

"Potani!" Pokjigu's whole body lit up with a pink halo, and his super power was activated!

The magical power is blessed with the original power of purple, and the sky is filled with fantastic colors.

"So beautiful~" The students covered their mouths one after another. This teacher has something special!

Boom! ! The next second, the sky collapsed! Huge colored rocks are flying down like a volcano erupting.

"How could it be!" Aaron's eyes were splitting.

As soon as the fire beast took a step, he was directly shot in the head, a direct headshot!

boom! boom! boom! Immediately afterwards, there was artillery fire!

The smoke and dust from the explosion were everywhere. Looking at the messy place, the students couldn't help but widen their eyes.

What kind of power is this! !

"How is that possible..." Aaron was stunned and held his head in his hands, as if someone had hit his head with a heavy hammer.

One move in seconds? I am the first place in the gorgeous battle simulation competition...

No, this trick of bricks falling from the sky is different from what I learned before...

Mr. Mao spread his hands gracefully: "Well, let's get to know each other again, I am your new teacher.

From now on, gorgeous battle theory will be my elective course.

If anyone else has questions, the teacher wouldn't mind discussing it with you. "

The students were as silent as ice. Compared with the old academic professor before, Mr. Mao was more than one level younger, and the cruelty of his methods was also on a completely different level...

Seeing the students lowering their heads obediently and pretending to be quail, Mr. Mao nodded with satisfaction: "Since everyone has no objections, let's get ready for class.

Today’s task is to write down the thoughts after watching the battle just now. Each person has 5,000 words. Give it to me tomorrow.

As for you..."

Mr. Mao leaned down, chuckled and said, "Send the fire beast to the infirmary, and then read and comment on it. Is there any problem?" "

Aaron's face turned pale: "No... no problem..."