This elf world is a bit strange

These Pokémon that have some supernatural talents can hardly refuse Firion without exception.

"I hatched Vulpix with my own hands. It took a long time for them to be so close. This is only the second time you've seen it, how come they're so close?"

Apei felt jealous.

“Maybe it’s a matter of appearance.”

Firion was serious.

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"Madge!"

Amid Apei's black question mark, the little dream demon, who had just caught up on some sleep and was full of energy like Vulpix, floated into the air, nodded seriously, and then fell freely, and with a "bang" he hit Firion's head, messing up his neat hairstyle.

"This Vulpix is ​​indeed very talented. It has just left its infancy and entered its growth stage. How is your Casey?"

Antoine, who was from the gym, saw Vulpix's situation at a glance and was very happy for his friend.

"Little Vulpix, come here, I'll give you something delicious~"

Ina, on the other hand, liked everyone as long as they were cute, regardless of strength or weakness. She snatched Vulpix from Firion's hands and rubbed it against her face.

"Hehe, don't you see which genius trained him?" Apei raised his chin, "It's not just Vulpix. Wait until after school for the tournament training, and Mongoose Slash and I will show you our skills! Are you ready, Firio?"

"Training...?"

A question mark slowly appeared above Firio's head.

He seemed to have heard some strange term.

"Madge?"

The little dream demon also raised his head, with the same expression as Firion.

Chapter 18: Isn't the battle simulation just beating the baby? (Today is very important, please read it!)

"What's the point of training? Didn't I beat you two enough..."

After a day of classes, Miss Ina went to the drama club's room to revise the script and character settings. Filio originally wanted to sneak away, going home to train with Corne under the pretext of going to the drama club, but he was stopped on the spot by Antoine and Apé, who took him to the playground from both sides.

There, a muscular man who could be called Antoine pro plus was looking at the three people with a grim expression.

He is the dean of the school's combat department and one of the best combat teachers, Thornton. He is also the team leader of this year's Sala Academy participating in the Carlos Academy Youth Championship. He is a powerful fire-type trainer with two quasi-king Pokémon and his ace Pokémon King, and he is only 33 years old. He can be called a young talent.

He had sharp ears and heard Firio's complaints. His bronze skin forged by the scorching sun seemed to have become a little darker.

Behind him were a dozen students who had good grades in school and performed particularly well in the combat classes.

At this moment, they all had different expressions on their faces.

The fact that Filion and Nancy were evenly matched in the exhibition match was not widely spread because Filion himself was relatively low-key and the match was just a performance.

But in this small town, especially among these students whose parents are generally in their thirties or forties, this news has long been known to everyone.

Since entering the advanced class, Firio has hardly done anything himself. In the first year and the first semester of the second year, the little dream demon was still in psychological trauma and was completely unable to fight. In the following year, he was obsessed with night training and evening reinforcement, and had basically no time to be awake during the day.

Therefore, in school, Firion has almost no partner Pokémon of his own, and only uses a few Pokémon bred by the school to fight. Although he always kills his classmates, it doesn't feel real in the final analysis.

Now, after they knew that Firion was not only strong in theory and battle simulation, but also a master in combat, they no longer had any thoughts of competing with Firion, as they had already admired and admired Firion.

In fact, they didn't even think about competing with the two powerful Antoine and Apper, but only aimed at the final fourth and fifth seats.

However, Mr. Thornton, who would leave school and Sara every holiday to travel around the world and only return to the college for three or four days, knew nothing about this matter.

In this year's championship, Salo College won 128 out of 5 individual competition seats, which is neither too many nor too few, and is in line with the college's mid-level level in the Kalos region. The principal's goal is actually not too high: quarterfinals in the individual competition and semifinals in the team competition.

Teacher Thornton, who had high hopes for Antoine and Apé, also attached great importance to this year's competition. Therefore, he felt a little disappointed with Filio, the top student who was good in every way and had obvious talent but did not pay much attention to the combat class.

As a practical person, he attaches great importance to training and attitude.

Organizing today's first training camp and the comprehensive selection competition within the team is also, to a certain extent, to make Filio pay attention.

"Okay, everyone is here, line up. Today we will organize a team selection to determine the candidates for the individual competition and the ranking of the team competition, but the number of places is not fixed, and people can enter or leave. First, we will have a battle simulation."

Seeing that Antoine and Apé had to use force to bring Firio over as expected, he didn't say anything, but just had a blank expression on his face, silently crossed his arms across his chest, looked at the students with subtle expressions, and gave orders.

"Ma~chi..."

Philio was a little tired after reading all day, and the little dream demon above his head had overslept, making him feel even weaker. He yawned lazily, which made Teacher Thornton frown.

He admired Firion's talent and ability very much, but still hoped that he could be more diligent instead of being so lazy.

However, he had more or less wronged Firion and the little dream demon.

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The Battle Simulator is a device that combines training, entertainment, and competition, developed by the Pokémon League and collectively followed up by regional leagues. Its original design intention was to allow many prospective trainers who have not left school or even have Pokémon partners to become familiar with battles, and to allow trainers to experiment and hone their tactics when their Pokémon are tired.

However, during the production process, the gap between it and actual combat became larger and larger, so it gradually evolved into one of the competitive and entertaining sports. The real training significance has weakened a lot. Although it is still very important, many "loopholes" have also appeared.

From the first time he put on the helmet-shaped information receiver, Firio knew that his many years of gaming experience in his previous life had found its true and greatest use.

In fact, because of the game's balance settings, those experiences may be more applicable.

"Then let me go first, Sensei. Can we take a break after beating them? My little dream demon trained a little too hard yesterday. Sorry."

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Filio raised his hand first. With a slight nod from Thornton, he sat down next to the special instrument and put on the information receiver.

"Who wants to challenge Firion?"

Looking around, Thornton only saw the students' avoidant gazes.

Memories of the usual battle simulation classes came flooding back.

Scenes of Firion using a series of fancy skills such as poison, parasitic seeds, electromagnetic waves, substitutes, guarding, invisible rock, scattering spirits, song of destruction, etc. to "bully" classmates and teachers appeared one after another.

The battle simulation with only four skill combinations allowed him to play out countless tricks.

"Where does this kid get so many wonderful ideas..." He muttered softly. Seeing that no one was participating in the competition, Thornton could only point out, "Antoine, you go."

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"Nut dumbbell, knock it down!"

"Tropical Dragon, hold on!"

The small doll stood in front of it, and a light green light curtain blocked the "black hand" that was coming towards it.

[The tropical dragon harvested the Star Peach Fruit, and its physical attack increased significantly. ]

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"Bricaron, gavel!"

[Tropical Dragon uses "Fly" with outstanding effect. ]

Amidst the wailing, Brikalon, who was ready to attack, was knocked to the ground by the tropical dragon whose attack was increased to the extreme due to the effects of Dragon Dance and Star Peach Fruit.

The red energy bar, which symbolizes physical strength, instantly dropped from a full state to the bottom.

[Bricalon lost its ability to fight, the winner is, Tropical Dragon. Contestant No. 2 lost all his Pokémon, Contestant No. 1 won. ]

In just five or six minutes, to everyone's astonishment, Filio came up with a new tactic that actually had no effect but was indeed very effective in the show.

Under sunny conditions, the Tropical Dragon, which has the hidden characteristic harvest and the Star Peach Fruit, which is considered the most "profitable" tree fruit, seems to have become an ultimate dragon that swallows the sky and the earth. The Stand standing in front of Antoine and his Pokémon, and the "Flying" that cannot be hit by most attacks under the principle of system fairness, have become a wall of sighs.

In the bright sunlight on the screen, Antoine could only watch helplessly as the tropical dragon gradually gained the power to destroy the world, and then completely destroyed all his resistance.

"In the face of a fair mechanism, no matter how powerful it is, it's fake. Some skills are just fairer than others. Don't take it seriously. That's why I said this is meaningless, it's just fun."

Patting Antoine on the head, Filio felt a little sympathetic towards his good friend who had suffered the most consecutive defeats at his hands, 52 games, and kept fighting over and over again.

"It's just for fun, why are you trying so hard to figure it out?"

Antoine opened Firio's hand, which was used in the name of comfort but was actually to take advantage of his seniority, and said unhappily.

"I didn't think about it very hard. I just thought about it casually."

Firio spread his hands with an innocent look on his face, and only added half a sentence in his heart: If finding some acrobatic routines from memory is considered as casual thinking.

"It is indeed a good use of the mechanism. It seems that you have a deep understanding of the sunny weather, Firio. However, these things are not so easy to use in actual combat. You have to remember this. Antoine, take everyone to watch. I will fight with Firio."

Thornton, who was also feeling dirty but was actually working on building a weather system, didn't know what to say and could only give a dry reminder.

Then, he looked at the students who obviously didn't want to go on stage again, and decided to do it himself.

"Okay, Mr. Thornton, I would also like to learn from you."

Firio's smile was very sincere. He was indeed an expert in fire, and Thornton, one of the very few people who had built the prototype of his own system, had designed a very interesting lineup, especially one that he was very good at.

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Putting on their helmets, a new round of battle began after the two of them selected their lineups.

[The battle format is "6 vs. 6", the number of Pokémon on the field at the same time is "1", and the winner is determined by whether "all" Pokémon on one side lose their combat ability. The number of skills that each Pokémon can choose is set to "4"]

After the four settings were set, the screen began to flash, and the twelve Poké Balls of the two people were placed on both sides.

Into the microphone, the two simultaneously sent out their starting Pokémon and shouted out orders:

"Go ahead, you rogue crocodile! Provoke me!"

"Go, Coal Turtle! Scatter the ling!"

Then, looking at the rogue crocodile making a provocative pose vividly on the screen, Thornton, who had read the tactics first, face darkened, and his bronze skin became a little darker.

"Rogue crocodile, black eyes."

"Coal Turtle, breathe fire!"

Immediately afterwards, a black ghost face appeared behind the coal turtle, and the fire that was ready to be fired hit the rogue crocodile, but it did not have a decisive effect.

then......

"Go, gull! Good wind!"

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"Dragon King, water cannon!... You are such an actor, come back here!"

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"The last one, Mr. Thornton. Swampert, mega evolution! Waterfall climbing!"

Although there were still four Pokémon present, and Firion chose to fight head-on, which was a rare choice, teacher Thornton, who had always advocated confrontation, was stunned after seeing this rainy day speed attack method, which was very classic and targeted in Firion's previous life but still not widely known in this world.

Looking at the mega Swampert that was staring at him like a small mountain and using its fitness without hesitation, and the somewhat petite King Yanwu standing in front of it, Thornton, who had understood everything, growled: "Fuck... Shit..."

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"It turns out that Mr. Thornton can also be beaten into a baby by Firion. It's okay, Antoine, be happy. You are almost the same as Mr. Thornton if you round it off. And you see, isn't Mega Swampert a natural counter to you?"

Standing on tiptoe with difficulty and gently patting the shoulder of Antoine, who was almost a head taller than him, Apé said jokingly.

"That being said, I still think it's... cruel."

Antoine muttered to himself, looking at the battle situation projected on the big screen with a look of pity in his eyes.

There, Mega Swampert, who seemed like the devil of the world, was invincible and defeated Sandon's three Pokémon in one fell swoop before the rain ended.

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"Ahem, Firio, your tactical skills are indeed very good."

After the defeat, Thornton's black face actually served as a good cover. At least, it didn't look so embarrassing.

He cleared his throat, took off the information receiver, stood up quietly, walked in front of the students, and said loudly:

"Have you learned everything? Firion's tactics are the efficient use of the weather. If you are in the wild, you will sometimes find that many Pokémon with the ability to change the weather can maintain it for much longer than this game-like battle simulator. Also, in real combat, there will be no limit on the number of skills, and the fighting methods will be more diverse. Therefore, you cannot completely judge the battle based on this simulation mechanism. Do you understand?"

"Got it, Mr. Thornton!"

Everyone spoke in unison, but some people could not help but reveal a hint of ridicule in their eyes.