Pokémon: Thunder Shatters the Darkness

The first sight when entering the door.

Yang Xiao saw the slightly thin figure behind the desk.

Hear sounds.

The old man looked up when he heard the voice and stood up with a smile: "Are you here? Come and sit down. Wait for me to finish this document first."

"It's okay, teacher. I'm not in a hurry."

Yang Xiao smiled obediently and sat on the sofa in the middle.

Teacher Li is a veteran and famous teacher in the school.

He is the head teacher of a Pokémon interest class, but he teaches liberal arts and is not a trainer himself, so he doesn't know much about Pokémon itself.

But he was still forced to be re-employed by the school after retirement because of his extremely high cultural literacy and education level.

Do you really think that the evaluation of key high schools depends on competitive classes?

Sudden.

Yang Xiao saw a black shadow slowly approaching him.

He glanced over, a little surprised: "This is..."

"what."

The old man's voice came from behind the desk: "It's a gift from my son. Although I'm not a trainer, according to the law, it's okay to keep one. It can also help me kill time."

"Good."

Yang Xiao stretched out his hand, and the black shadow moved forward again, lowering its head and rubbing against Yang Xiao's palm.

The Pokémon in front of me is a large-horned Pokémon with brown fur and horns on its head - Shrike.

Thinking of something, Yang Xiao couldn't help but look at it twice more.

Falcon is a relatively rare Pokémon.

It is rare not because of its high racial value, but because of other reasons.

The fawn population was once on the verge of extinction in the wild until the coalition launched a massive crackdown on poachers.

The reason lies in the huge and mysterious horns on its head that are as twisted and intertwined as tree branches.

in the Legends.

Its large horns have the ability to bewitch people, and with just a slight wave it can reverse the flow of the surrounding air, giving it special powers.

Some elf scholars believe that:

Perhaps it is because of this that the frightened deer can perform psychic-type moves and is hunted by poachers.

But actually.

The real reason why it is on the verge of extinction is that the two beads on its big horns are as effective as ginseng. They only need to be ground into powder and soaked in water to save the life of a wounded person for half a day at most.

Stroking the fawn's head and feeling its soft fur, Yang Xiao's eyes became more gentle: "So good."

The disciple Xiong next to him glanced over here, took out a mobile phone from Yang Xiao's pocket, opened the webpage skillfully, clicked on the historical browsing history, and continued to watch the game he had not seen.

Humph.

Just keep posting!

Xiongxiong is going to get down to business!

"okay."

After pressing the enter key, the old man stood up and stretched, then picked up the teacup and walked towards Yang Xiao with a smile: "It's rare that the frightened deer likes you so much when he first sees you."

“Maybe it’s because the students have a perfect affinity.”

"is it?"

The old man took a sip of tea and said with a smile, "Then why didn't you make two more friends in your class?"

“It’s not the number of friends that matters, but their quality.”

Yang Xiao looked at the old man and said frankly: "Just hand over Zhang Da, that's enough."

"Hey, you're pretty stubborn... ahem, that does make sense."

Put down the tea cup.

The old man crossed his arms, looked at Yang Xiao, and suddenly said: "Actually, I was quite worried about you at the beginning."

"The reason why I firmly disagreed with you taking the promotion class was not because I was worried that you would fail the exam, but because I was worried that you would encounter misfortunes due to family reasons and never recover from it."

"I am very worried about your mental state at that time."

"I know nothing about Pokémon, but other than that I know everything. Even if you don't want to be a trainer, I can still train you to be an excellent talent."

“I know the teacher has good intentions.”

Yang Xiao looked at the old man and said solemnly: "But I just wanted to give it a try. Fortunately, I have achieved some results so far."

"Yes."

The old man looked at the student in front of him with satisfaction: "Fortunately, you chose the path of a trainer... The last time I saw you so relaxed was in the first semester of high school."

Done.

He noticed his apprentice Xiong who was immersed in the video next to him.

"Is this your starter Pokémon?"

"Yes."

Yang Xiao picked up his bear disciple and put it in his arms.

"very good."

The old man looked at Yang Xiao with a smile: "I saw your game video recently and forwarded it to some old friends. I got some responses, so I planned to ask you to come over."

"what?"

Yang Xiao opened his mouth slightly: "Aren't we talking about those things at school?"

"Didn't I say everything on the phone?"

The old man chuckled, showing his mischievous attitude: "Besides, I'm not the teacher of the battle class. The mode just started during the winter vacation. How can I know more information?"

Yang Xiao looked at the old man in front of him in silence.

mean.

Too mean and spicy.

"Ok."

Yang Xiao sighed: "What do you want to say?"

“Have you ever heard of the dojo?”

Dojo?

Yang Xiao quickly brainstormed.

He had actually heard of it.

The battle class in high school and the elf department in college.

Both of these are places to teach Trainers, and the Gym is where Pokémon are taught.

in other words.

A gym is a Pokémon school.

It teaches Pokémon to use their bodies to maximize their talents, or allows them to master all of their moves like instinct.

even.

It extends the moves into two schools.

That is, the "violent style" that pursues explosion and kills with one blow.

Or a "swift flow" as fast as the wind and as powerful as lightning.

and many more……

and many more!

Yang Xiao's pupils shrank into needle shapes in an instant.

Kill with one strike, as powerful as lightning?

Vigorous flow or swift flow?

Why does this sound so much like a one-hit and combo flow?

No.

Yang Xiao stood up suddenly, his breathing becoming rapid.

Who says you have to have a scroll?

Misconception!

I had fallen into a misunderstanding before!

"Yang Xiao, what's wrong?"

The old man picked up the teacup and looked at Yang Xiao in confusion: "I asked you if you had ever heard of the dojo, why did you react so strongly?"

"Old... ahem, teacher."

Taking a few deep breaths, Yang Xiao forced himself to suppress his surging emotions. After calming down for a few seconds, he looked at the old man and said, "I've heard of it, teacher."

"Uh-huh."

The old man looked at Yang Xiao and suddenly said, "You are confused."

"Yes."

Yang Xiao exhaled and smiled: "I thought of something that made me unable to suppress my emotions."

"Well, how about I tell you later?"

"No need teacher, I've adjusted myself."

"……Fine."

The old man retracted his gaze and continued, "I have an old friend who works as a teacher at a dojo about fifty miles outside of Henghai City. I showed him the video of your fight."

"Since you have heard of it, you must also understand that life in the dojo is not easy. Although they can teach certain schools, the requirements are too harsh and few people can complete them..."

indeed.

Most of the dojos in the world today are just for show, and the real dojos have basically closed down because they have too many demands and cannot make ends meet.

why?

Because it requires both the talent of Pokémon and the understanding.

It requires that the intimacy between Pokémon and their trainers must reach the limit, and that the trainers must be present at all times and practice with them.

These are fine.

Most importantly, he also requires fate.

This is nonsense.

The so-called fate is something that may not be achieved through hard work.

"After watching your video, my old friend praised you a little bit, so I immediately asked him if he could teach you a few tricks..."

Yang Xiao's breathing became rapid again.

"...Hey, he didn't agree at first, but later on, because of the teacher's face, he relented and agreed to let you go over to practice for two days...but it's only two days, not one day more, so you..."

"I'll go, teacher."

Yang Xiao said confidently: "I'll take a taxi right away."

"No more competition?"

"No more comparison."

"Okay, that's pretty decisive."

The old man glanced at him and said, "But why are you going there? He won't be there even if you go?"

"why?"

"Because he is staying in the Great Cemetery Hill right now."

Oh yes.

Yang Xiao regained his composure instantly.

The old man glanced at Yang Xiao again and said leisurely: "However, he told me today that those golden-level trainers can go back in a month, and if he wants to go back... it will take about three months."

Yang Xiao's eyes were restrained.

It scared me, I thought it would take half a year.

Now that the goal has been determined, in those three months...

I can wait, buddy.