Pokémon: Thunder Shatters the Darkness

The environment inside the blue gate is more like an arena.

In the center is a flat ground with white lines outlining the scope. It looks like a standard competitive platform, and on both sides are high spectator seats.

now.

A group of people stood on the flat ground, seemingly discussing something, and there were also a few figures in the audience seats on the right.

Yang Xiao put his hands in his pockets and looked forward calmly.

It seems that because of the far distance, no one in the venue has noticed his presence yet.

...

in the audience.

“Although we have maintained the results of the previous term, the board of directors is not particularly satisfied and they are not prepared to…”

"Sang Ping, just tell me directly, do they want me to give up the captain's position? Or do they not want me to participate in the national college student points competition at the end of this year?"

"Neither... Well, it may have something to do with the former, but I promise that I definitely don't have that intention, not since I handed over the position of captain to you!"

"Stop, Sang Ping."

The cold voice paused for a moment, and continued: "Regarding the reinforcement of the school team, I will find a way myself..."

At this moment, a cold gaze suddenly appeared in the audience towards the blue door. Then her dark eyebrows slightly frowned, and a puzzled voice came out of her mouth: "Hmm?"

"what happened?"

Next to her, a boy wearing a thick coat that revealed his plain skin keenly noticed her mood changes and whispered:

"Don't worry about my brother, he will pass..."

"No worries."

The girl shook her head slightly, retracted her gaze, and continued to look at the people in the audience.

See this.

The man next to her looked at her silently, scratched his head, and sighed quietly.

Don't try to guess what a girl is thinking.

offstage.

A middle-aged man wearing a coat and with wrinkles at the corners of his eyes was crossing his arms and said seriously to the three people in front of him:

"The professional level assessment is very rigorous. Please do not do anything outside of the rules or in violation of the rules. Otherwise, the most serious punishment may be the revocation of your trainer status."

"Yes."

The three people opposite responded in unison.

The three of them have different images.

Standing in the middle was a man who was obviously around 30 years old and wore glasses, looking like a programmer.

On the left is a young woman in her twenties wearing a light-colored suit.

As for the far right, there is a young man wearing a cross-bar vest with a casual look on his face.

In appearance, he looked very similar to someone in the audience.

"There is still one person missing."

The middle-aged man with half black and white hair stretched out his arm, looked at his watch, and continued:

"… Finally, we'll wait for him for 19 minutes. If he still doesn't show up by :, we'll officially start the event."

"Yes."

"But since you're here early, you might as well familiarize yourself with the rules first. I'll briefly explain them to you."

There was a pause.

The middle-aged man glanced at the three people with a stern look in his eyes: "First of all, I can tell you clearly that there are many types of assessments for promotion, which usually include literary and martial arts tests."

"The written test is a random selection of 90 questions related to Pokémon competitions, rules, and Pokémon itself. Each question is worth one point. In theory, those who answer points or more will pass..."

"As the name suggests, the martial arts test will test your abilities as trainers, which means fighting. The content of the battle will be decided by the examinees on that day."

"It could be a civil war among you, or it could be a war with the examiners."

The words have not yet fallen.

Some of the three had their lips slightly raised, looking extremely confident; others were speechless and pinched their noses in pain.

"bother."

The boy curled his lips in dismay and muttered quietly, "Forget about the martial arts test, but I have to take a literary test here? It's really speechless..."

The middle-aged man opposite gave him a sidelong glance.

It seemed as if she heard his mutterings, but she did not delve into them and just said:

"Usually, we take the civil exam first and then the military exam. But today, I will tell you clearly that due to the notice from the superiors, we will take the military exam first and then the civil exam..."

"Because everyone is of different ages and has been a trainer for different periods of time, there will indeed be some old people who have failed the assessment and will face off against the inexperienced newbies..."

do not know why.

Among the three people, the man with glasses looked at the boy silently, and the boy also happened to look at him.

Then he looked away with a gloomy look on his face.

"Don't worry about what I said above."

The middle-aged man stood up straight. Although he was not tall, his expression was very dignified:

"The martial arts test is a point-based system. I will give reasonable scores based on the responses and performances of both sides during the battle."

"As long as the score is high enough and the written test is passed, then the failure can also pass the assessment, and vice versa..."

Sudden.

The sound of footsteps approaching from afar interrupted the middle-aged man's words. He turned around and saw a curly-haired boy walking leisurely, and two Pokémon on both sides of the boy looking up at him.

"what."

The moment he saw Yang Xiao, the middle-aged man's serious expression eased a little: "You are the trainer who was recommended, right?"

The words were very direct.

Yang Xiao remained calm and stopped: "Yes."

"Ah."

The middle-aged man nodded, but when he glanced at the electric monster and the charcoal servant, his eyebrows suddenly frowned and then locked.

It seemed that he was worried about something, so he didn't speak at the first time.

On the stage.

The boy, who was clearly an athlete, leaned forward and stared at the audience with interest:

"Wow, this flaming Pokémon is a little unfamiliar, but I like its appearance... it's just that its level is not right, right? Could this kid have gotten in through the backdoor?"

"Wanyu, it seems like we really have something to lose. Should we report him when we get out?"

"Call me captain."

"All right, Captain."

The boy shrugged his shoulders: "You make the decision."

next to.

The girl sat here, looking at the smiling boy below with emotionless eyes.

Then his eyes shook slightly and looked at the luxurious ball that appeared on his trainer's belt.

Count your breaths.

"No need."

The girl sat here, her delicate features always had a cool and cool feeling, her long hair flowed softly behind her, and her eyes were like a bottomless lake:

"He was obviously confident and full of confidence... and I have met this person before."

The bronze-skinned boy scratched his head and asked, "Have you seen it in real life?"

The girl glanced at him as if he were an idiot.

He turned and continued to look at Yang Xiao, the deep meaning in his eyes gradually faded away, and his gaze returned to being as calm as water.