Chapter 26: Lots Of Troublemakers This Year
13:20
All terminals of everyone in the three grades of White Dragon High School received a message at the same time.
【School-wide announcement: Class E students Wei Xiao, Zhang Kun, and four others were confirmed by the school to have seriously abused Pokémon at 19:56 on the evening of September 1st, and are hereby expelled from school and have their Trainer Licenses revoked】
When the announcement was issued, Zuo Hang was on his way to class. After passing Class F was Class E, and in the classroom that could hold 40 people, there were now five more empty desks.
It seems the school really has zero tolerance for abusing Pokémon.
Expelled from school and Trainer License revoked—these two penalties basically cut off this person’s path as a Trainer. Moreover, someone who has been expelled will almost impossible to enter other schools in the future.
No future as a Trainer, and a dark future as an ordinary student.
White Dragon is hard to get into, but very easy to leave.
The disappearance of five people made Xingye secretly pleased, but it had no impact on others.
Wang Wenchuan had not yet become Class Monitor, but at the moment the incident happened, he immediately warned everyone in Class F as the leader of Class F.
Class F is the worst place in the entire first year of high school, with the fewest points individuals can get. If they want to climb up, they absolutely cannot commit such low-level mistakes as breaking school rules.
Class E has already lost five people, and this month’s end-of-month comprehensive evaluation has nothing to do with them anymore.
Wang Wenchuan knew very well that his group of “little brothers” had bad personalities. Adding boys and girls together, about 2/3 of the class smoked, and it was still unclear if any had the special fetish of abusing Pokémon. If there were, no need for school rules—Wang Wenchuan would beat them crippled first.
As long as nothing unexpected happens this month, Class F is sure to replace Class E’s position, and the points they get next month will increase. If the points they get in the second month are still only 10,000, they will definitely have a hard time at White Dragon High School.
On the other side, Class A.
The first class in the afternoon was not theory, but changed to combat training.
Four consecutive periods, the teacher was not Guan Tong, but an old man who looked advanced in age.
The full name of this class is 《Cooperative Combat between Pokémon and Trainers》, while Teacher Guan Tong’s combat class is simply called 《Pokémon Combat》.
…
“For the first class, let me introduce myself. I’m Ren Haiyun. Like your Teacher Guan Tong, I teach combat training. Teacher Guan Tong focuses more on Pokémon, while I focus more on humans.”
Ren Haiyun was an elderly teacher with a burly build, holding a conspicuous long staff in his hand. His short-sleeved shirt barely covered his strong muscles.
The long staff was wrapped with several layers of white cloth, possibly to prevent slipping or to weaken the staff’s attack power. Overall, this teacher holding a long staff did not seem like someone to mess with.
“This class is mainly to cultivate your ability to cooperate in combat with Pokémon. As everyone knows, human bodies are very weak, and recovery ability is very poor. In the wild or in secret realms, trainers with poor bodies are likely to become a burden to their Pokémon.
Most of you have probably lived until now without ever leaving the city, let alone secret realms, so it’s useless for me to tell you too much now. Two weeks after the start of school, there will be an artificial secret realm exploration. Let me reveal a bit in advance: all school-organized secret realm explorations can earn credits. If you don’t want to embarrass yourselves in the exploration two weeks from now, you’d better take my class seriously!”
Human physique is very weak, that’s beyond doubt.
Zuo Hang had never entered a secret realm, but he had entered various deep mountains and forests and dangerous areas prohibited by the League.
The Pokémon in dangerous areas are not as obedient as one’s own young ones. For creatures intruding into their territory, they usually just go straight to attacking.
If you’re confident in Pokémon, you can fight back; if you lack the strength, you can only run.
If a sudden situation really arises and the Pokémon has no extra energy to protect you, as a Trainer, you can only rely on your own skills to survive.
Zuo Hang had deep experience with this. If not for his old man providing protection during the early travels, he might have died long ago in some nameless ravine.
If Zuo Rou trained her six-pack abs on the fitness mat at home every day, Zuo Hang’s were purely “fought” out in deep mountains, forests, and dangerous areas.
Start by running five laps—this was Teacher Ren’s first instruction for the combat class.
White Dragon’s sports field is 400 meters per lap, so five laps is 2000 meters. White Dragon’s entrance test includes a physical fitness item, and 2000 meters is not too difficult for them, but not too easy either.
Of course
A certain six-pack abs girl was completely not good at this sport.
Zuo Rou was hanging at the end of the group and was successfully lapped by Zuo Hang, who was leading at the front of the group.
“No way, no way, no way there’s really someone with six-pack abs who can’t even run 2000 meters, right?”
“Huff~ huff~~ Useless Zuo Hang! Huff~ Wait for me! I’ll catch up to you! You… you’re dead!”
“Pika~ pika!!”
The Electric Mouse on Zuo Hang’s shoulder cheered for Zuo Rou, but the stamina she had consumed couldn’t be recovered with just a few words of encouragement.
Hoshino Ryuji was closely following behind Zuo Hang; this guy was also very good at running.
If Zuo Hang hadn’t cut in halfway, Hoshino Ryuji should have been Class A’s 001.
“Hey, Xingye, I have a question. Those Class E people yesterday—you could actually beat them, right?” Zuo Hang suddenly said.
“Hm? Why do you ask that?”
“Snowy Child isn’t weak, right? And you’re not weak either, right? Or… actually you won yesterday, but you didn’t tell me the truth. What are you hiding?”
“Sigh.” Xingye adjusted his breathing. “No lie, I really didn’t win. Two fists are hard to beat four hands; I am just one after all.”
“Oh, two fists hard to beat four hands.”
Zuo Hang didn’t ask further. He didn’t think Class A’s original 001 couldn’t even beat a few Class E people. Whatever Xingye was planning, it probably had nothing to do with him—who doesn’t have some secrets?
After finishing the 2000 meters, most people were panting from exhaustion, half-kneeling or sitting directly on the grass lawn to catch their breath. Only a few individuals could still stand, including Zuo Hang and Xingye.
Teacher Ren had long noticed Zuo Hang, who had been leading all along. When Class A people had mostly rested enough, Teacher Ren said: “The classmate who was leading just now, come over and cooperate with me… For the first class, I’ll teach everyone some simple fighting first. The one who ran first, what’s your name?”
“Zuo Hang.”
“Good, Zuo Hang, punch me. Classmates, pay attention to my posture.”
“—Pa!”
Before the words were finished, Zuo Hang first threw a punch at Ren Haiyun’s nose bridge. The sudden punch didn’t achieve a sneak attack effect; instead, it was caught by Teacher Ren’s backhand grip.
“Interesting. I just finished class with Class F this morning, and a kid under Wang Wenchuan also tried to sneak attack me right away. Didn’t expect this batch of troublemakers to be so plentiful. Fine, I like it!” Teacher Ren grinned, revealing neat teeth.
Zuo Hang drew in a cold breath; his right fist hurt badly from the grip. This old guy had real skills!
Using his lower body for power, Zuo Hang kicked toward Ren Haiyun’s chin while his right fist was gripped, bending at the waist. This was a high-angle spring leg that could potentially break the wrist, but Zuo Hang’s body flexibility was high enough to handle it completely.
Ren Haiyun let go of his hand. He hadn’t expected the other to have such ferocity. He only released Zuo Hang’s hand out of “not wanting to hurt his own student,” but the moment he let go, he regretted it. He tilted his head, and Zuo Hang’s shoe grazed past Ren Haiyun’s ear, kicking the air behind him.
If he hadn’t dodged just now and got hit on the chin by this move, Ren Haiyun would have lost at least two teeth.
“Looks like you’ve trained, kid. Unlike that morning punk who only knew how to swing wild punches. Perfect! Today I’ll play with you!!”
The nearly two-meter-long wooden staff spun in Ren Haiyun’s hand, the white bandage at the tip sweeping across Zuo Hang’s lower jaw. One old, one young—their warlike eyes collided just right!
The Electric Mouse watching from the side suddenly jumped up from the ground, its lightning-shaped tail reflecting a metallic sheen.
Since you’re a cooperative combat teacher, it must be more interesting with mixed battles of Trainers and Pokémon!
Recommendation votes please~ Whine whine（ trying to act cute）
