Chapter 46: Fletchling’s Adamance
Zuo Hang won two matches and lost one. Xingye bet everything on Zuo Hang winning with his eyes closed every match, but in the last match, the one with the ID Gangster Boss was a newcomer with odds of 1.5, slightly higher than Zuo Hang’s.
Then Xingye lost on the last match, so in the end, he didn’t earn much.
Zuo Hang didn’t return to the lounge for the last two matches, so he didn’t place new bets, only the first one, 16,000 contribution points * 1.5, turned into 24,000, a huge profit.
Zuo Hang, returning from the arena, asked Huohuo, “If I lose in this arena, can I continue battling?”
Huohuo said: “Yes, as long as you still have Pokémon, but you can’t go consecutively, you have to wait one match before going up again, because the arena has a winning streak judgment. Losing this match breaks the streak, and after skipping one, when you go up again, the winning streak recalculates.”
“Then if I lose every other match, will the odds get higher?” Zuo Hang asked.
“They will, the more matches the same person loses, the higher the odds.” Huohuo frowned, “Why are you asking this? Farming points? I warn you, every year there are people who try this. If you keep losing more than three matches in a row, the disciplinary departments from various academies will come find you. This is match fixing, and once discovered, you’ll be blacklisted from all schools’ home grounds.”
“Match fixing? Who said I’m match fixing?” Zuo Hang said, “I lose two, win one, no winning streak, won’t my odds keep rising? Do this every day, and in less than a week, I think it can reach 2.0+, and I’m legitimately competing. These days, even being bad isn’t allowed?”
Huohuo rolled her eyes, “You really have too much time on your hands. Whatever, I’m too lazy to care about you, but I’m saying it first, don’t do this in White Dragon’s venue. If you want to, go outside the school, no disciplinary department, do whatever you want.”
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That afternoon.
Huohuo told the two an entry point to an outside the school arena.
This was a Japanese-style tavern on Nanchuan East Road, with the arena entrance hidden under the tatami in a private room.
Before entering, Xingye said: “The Nine Great High Schools are independent internally, but these entertainment district shopping streets outside are still under the league’s jurisdiction. I feel like that girl Huohuo is setting us up. The league investigates match fixing even more strictly. I see your Electric Mouse’s acting skills are really not great. Let’s say it first: bet on the opponent to win the first two matches, bet on you to win the third, then loop, and then bet on you to lose.”
“Sure, bet however you want. I’m saying it first too, don’t blame me if I accidentally win.”
“What? You can accidentally win?”
“To be honest, I didn’t plan to match fix. I can’t guarantee the second match, but the first one I should definitely lose.”
“Definitely lose? How so?”
“You’ll know once we go in.” Zuo Hang said.
The front desk of Rest Area 10 was a middle-aged man wearing a red cap, his beard seemed like it hadn’t been trimmed in a while, his eyes had a bit of bloodshot, heavy bags under his eyes, clearly someone who chronically lacked rest.
Probably a nearly forty-year-old office drone, and the front desk was likely a job he’d done for a long time.
“Zuo Hang, right? There’s an opening in the next match, want to go up?” The front desk’s voice was a bit weak.
“Sure, the next one then.”
This wasn’t a Nine Great High Schools home ground, no weather ball overhead, and the battle stage was just ordinary dirt and stone.
When Zuo Hang walked out from the rest area, he didn’t see the referee hovering overhead on a flying device.
At the edge of the circular battle arena was a very tall tower, a hot-bodied miss sitting at the top of the tower, holding small red and blue flags, also wearing a cap on her head.
This outfit was undoubtedly the arena’s referee, as for commentator, this home ground seemed to have none.
From walking into the battle stage, the temperature didn’t change at all, whereas in the morning at White Dragon’s home ground, he could clearly feel the temperature shift from the rest area to the arena.
Because of the protective field and weather ball, the temperature in the audience seats and inside the arena were completely different.
Zuo Hang looked up, only a few scattered people in the audience seats, many empty seats, and no light blue glow of AT field at the arena edges, making it seem a bit desolate for an arena.
“Hey, you’re out too early, Red Side has no one yet.” The miss on the tower waved her small flag and said.
“No rush, wait slowly.” Zuo Hang released Fletchling and said, “Fly a lap first to check out. Might not see Mr. A these two days, telling you first. Might lose badly later, but don’t worry, I’m fast-handed, won’t let you die in the arena.”
Fletchling was stunned.
What was this about?
How could it die?
An inexplicable panic rose in its heart.
It symbolically flew a lap.
A few minutes later.
A trainer wearing a red school uniform walked out from the opposite rest area, followed by a Gible.
The red school uniform was from Jiang Yuan Academy, ranked third among the Nine Great High Schools.
“Gible?”
Zuo Hang pondered.
This kind of unevolved Pokémon is usually a trainer’s ace, and intimacy is relatively high. Both Gible and Fletchling haven’t evolved, so from this point, they’re not much different.
“Fletchling? I thought coming to you wild folks’ home ground would mean facing something strong, but it’s just this. Gible! Draco Meteor!” The trainer in Jiang Yuan school uniform had a tone carrying some disdain.
“Fletchling, use Quick Attack to dodge!” After hesitating, Zuo Hang added, “Try your best to dodge, if you can’t, I’ll recall you!”
A golden dragon flame light cannon shot from Gible’s mouth straight into the sky, flying over forty meters rapidly before the golden light cannon suddenly exploded! Dense small meteors like raindrops fell from the sky!
The higher Draco Meteor flies, the greater the power, and the more dragon flame meteors scatter after exploding. The distance from arena to ceiling was only just over fifty meters, limiting Draco Meteor’s power and quantity to some extent.
Faint electric light lit up on Fletchling’s wings, flexibly dodging under the meteor rain created by Draco Meteor. Its body was small, and Draco Meteor didn’t fly too high, so it could barely dodge.
Zuo Hang’s second half of the words was directly ignored by him. In the adamant Fletchling’s eyes, there was no “try to dodge,” only desperately dodge! Or desperately win!
Wing lit up with Slap’s skill light! Fletchling flapped its wings, smashing a tricky-angled dragon flame meteor.
“——Boom~~~~” The small meteor that contacted Slap suddenly exploded. Draco Meteor was a skill that only shows power upon contact with the opponent. Fletchling suffered on experience, splashing dragon flames ignited Fletchling’s wings. Zuo Hang quickly pulled out a Poké Ball, red Giga Drain beam shooting towards Fletchling.
Sideways flap, Fletchling dodged the Giga Drain, turned and spat a Flame at Gible.
A small cluster of flames flew in front of Gible.
However.
The Flame stopped over ten meters in front of Gible.
Fletchling’s Flame was too weak, extinguishing before it could reach the opponent.
“——Boom~~~” Another dragon flame hit Fletchling’s back.
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