Pokémon: Legendary Pokémon Simulator, Starting with Arceus

"He jumped 3 meters in one go!! He almost broke the school record!!!"

"The shot put team member shot 25 meters in one go!! They almost broke the school record!!"

"long jump....."

"weightlifting....."

The afternoon competition ended quickly, and the chefs at the Nursery School prepared dinner. The students were moved to tears after tasting the food, exclaiming how delicious it was.

Thursday morning featured some basic events like basketball, soccer, and swimming, but the newly added matches finally started in the afternoon.

Because each competition involves a large number of participants, two sessions are scheduled for half a day. The first session will be: inter-class competition: 4-person horseback riding battle.

Two classes from different grades compete against each other, and the winner gets extra points. The groups are randomly drawn.

The requirement for registration is that the entire class agrees, and eight classes from three grades will participate, including six senior high school students, one junior high school student, and one freshman high school student.

Students from two different classes competing on the playground happened to meet: Class 2 of Grade 11 and Class 4 of Grade 12.

"Heh, we're not afraid at all if we sign up. You old fogies should just surrender already, or things will look bad later!"

The first-year high school student mocked the third-year high school student in front of him, making the other student wonder, "Wait, are all the freshmen this brave now?"

"Haha, lucky me, I drew a first-year high school student. Let me show you the pressure of being an upperclassman!"

Upon hearing this, the senior high school student smiled kindly, seemingly having gotten the points for free this time.

"All classes, move to the designated area and begin preparation. Preparation will begin in three minutes!"

"Hahaha, a bunch of old fogies, get ready to admit defeat!" Gao Yisheng confidently strode into the arena with a gait that even his own mother wouldn't recognize him.

"Ten seconds left, please get ready!"

The bear's voice echoed across the playground. The two classes had already set up their poses, their headbands of different colors shimmering in the sunlight.

"Time's up! The cavalry battle begins!!"

"Wow!! Brothers, let's show them our strength!!"

"Charge! Charge! Charge! Let's take down those old fogies!"

The arrogance and provocation used by the first-year high school students were highly effective, enraging the third-year students and improving their attack speed and calm thinking.

Xiong explained, "It seems that the students from the two classes just had some discussions, which I think were friendly exchanges."

"Look, the first group of high school students has launched an attack, but they don't seem to have set up a formation. You know, the other side has a clear division of labor: a tall charging team, agile leaders, a free team, and substitutes."

"Hahaha, are you guys getting ready..." The arrogant first-year high school student rushed up to them, but suddenly realized that something was wrong.

He encountered the assault team, four upperclassmen averaging over 1.8 meters tall, their shadows blocking the sunlight overhead...

"Oh (◔_◔), it seems like the first year of high school is in a bit of a mess~" Xiong Meng saw that Chuang's slippers had flown off.

The match ended quickly, and the arrogant person from before became polite, clearly having benefited greatly.

"Excellent! The mounted combat competition has come to a perfect end. Let's congratulate the winner!"

The second match is: Ten-player free-for-all: Protective bubble collision.

Xiong, the commentator, explains: "The competition is a free-for-all with dozens of participants; those who can't move are eliminated! The final winner will receive an additional personal score. Please proceed to the arena!"

"The remaining matches are individual qualifying rounds, so each match will include a medal!"

A student weighing 250 pounds looked at the smaller bumper ball next to him and smiled: "Hehe, now the advantage of being heavy is showing, a bunch of bean sprouts."

After finally getting onto the court, he realized something was wrong. Why was the small ball over there? Looking at the muscular legs under the big ball next to him, he swallowed hard.

"To take care of everyone as much as possible, we've grouped people according to height and weight. Have fun, everyone! ~(¯▽¯~)"

"Toot!!!" As the whistle blew, the match began.

Commentator Xiong: "Let's take a look at the big ball group. Many players choose to charge headlong into the game from the start, their decisive momentum exuding a savage aura!!"

"Let's take a look at the small ball group... um..." The small ball group split into two groups again, one for boys and one for girls.

While the boys' group wasn't as visually appealing as the larger ball game, they still charged forward with passion and energy. The girls' group, on the other hand, was completely different; their movements were noticeably slow.

There were even two balls that collided and bounced apart, constantly bumping into each other at short distances, rolling around and showing their short legs as they tumbled about, visibly spreading a cute emotion.

Xiong Meng could only comment, "Life here is truly peaceful and serene."

"The small ball group competition is over, and only two people remain in the big ball group!! Who will become the first champion!!"

"Hehe, as expected of the judo club captain, so flexible and reliable."

"You're too kind. The bodybuilding department head's physique is truly unbeatable; his calves are as strong as my arms."

The two were old acquaintances and knew they couldn't break each other's spells. Upon hearing Xiong Meng's voice, they exchanged a glance, confirmed their thoughts, and simultaneously rolled backward.

"Look, look! They're both falling backward at the same time!! But the thinner one is clearly going faster. Let's congratulate the other one on their victory!"

The head of the bodybuilding club took off his props and looked at the smug head of the judo club in front of him: "Qi, you actually lost."

"Hahaha, you think you can surpass me in this area with that bunch of dead muscles? You'd better lose another 200 pounds!"

"Hehe, don't be too happy yet." He glanced at Xiong Meng on the stage, then turned and walked towards the rest area.

The day's sports meet finally came to an end, and it was already four or five o'clock in the evening. It was time to enjoy the chef's delicious food.

Some people were eating together in the canteen; they were the same people who had been on the playground back then.

"He didn't play today, so there are only two games left tomorrow morning."

"Everything is going as we expected. It's hard to say what will happen in the first game tomorrow, but we have a good chance in the last game."

"Then let's all do our own thing in the morning, and don't forget to register for the last session."

"No one will forget..."

On Friday morning, commentator Xiong started his work: "Everyone's still in high spirits! Well, let's not waste any time, the penultimate match is about to begin preparations!"

100-player competition: rugby shooting

At the beginning, everyone had a rugby ball, and a four-meter-high bamboo basket was erected in the middle of the playground. Whoever threw the ball in first won.

"This competition is too unpredictable. First of all, there are as many as a hundred participants. They look scattered and not crowded now, but once they enter the corresponding area, it will be very crowded."

Using the runway line as the dividing line, everyone waited outside, ready to rush in at the first signal.

"But that's the charm of competition! I hereby declare the match open!!"

"beep!!!!"

Everyone rushed toward the target immediately, and the first group quickly arrived at the designated location. Just as they were about to shoot, they saw a rugby ball fly overhead.

"It's the basketball team captain!!! A three-pointer from over ten meters away!!! Can he even make it?!"

"The arc is perfect, the finish line is in sight!! Wait, something's wrong!!" Just as they were about to enter, a rugby ball flew in with a whooshing sound.