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Corviknight.
An excellent tank currently progressing towards becoming even more outstanding.
Ever since it was recently restricted by gravity and forced to run on land, this guy, like Metagross, fell in love with the feeling of running on the ground.
Running on the ground while using Brave Bird was actually quite cool.
Its Mirror Coat ability was still the same. Few people used light-based moves against a Flying/Steel-type Pokémon.
This guy was one of the more well-known Pokémon on Li Xiang's team.
The big tank, trash-talking master, endurance expert, rampaging single-headed Dodrio. The least welcomed Pokémon among the reserve team members, because you never knew when you'd be cursed out thoroughly by it.
Nor do they know what it will use to curse.
It was just too foul. Hard to imagine how Li Xiang had raised this guy.
Coach Xu He had also approached him more than once, saying that if they were to compete outside, considering the school's reputation, he shouldn't let Corviknight speak human language.
Otherwise, people who didn't know might think Mist City University cultivated Pokémon had manners like this.
Speaking Pokémon language was fine; after all, others couldn't understand it.
And what was even more infuriating was that it attacked while cursing, and you couldn't even hurt it. Once Light Screen was up, it didn't care about anyone. It dared to crash into Flamethrowers and Thunderbolts. At worst, it would fall to the ground and use Roost to recover.
No one could out-taunt it.
Unfortunately, this guy currently couldn't learn any reflection-type moves, or it would be even stronger.
Rotom.
A mage specializing in large-scale electric field control.
The impressive part was you never knew what form it would appear in.
At the same time, it could at any time abandon its "body" and change types mid-battle.
Its damage output was absolutely guaranteed. As long as the opponent was weak to Electric and couldn't escape, it was basically dead.
Nasty Plot and Discharge could destroy the world.
However, when Li Xiang discovered that Rotom, in its spare time, had independently completed a software simulating mech assembly, he deeply realized that having this guy under him battling was a waste of talent.
"You... you're not working on that thing I mentioned before, are you?"
Li Xiang looked at the scene in the software, which was pretty much like building armor in Iron Man, and was extremely surprised.
"Pretty much. The holographic communication device is going to hit the market in a couple of years. I'll modify the data then. Although it's not quite what you imagined, it'll be good enough to play around with."
That's what Rotom said at the time.
As a world filled with black technology, the earlier small holographic live projector had achieved substantial breakthroughs.
Probably in just a year or two, it would become portable equipment.
A talent... no, a genius.
Metagross.
The simpleton was relatively simple, didn't like too many complications. Its meaning of existence was to charge like a train. If one train charge couldn't solve it, then another.
It had fallen in love with that veteran driver charging and unstoppable feeling, and its powerful endurance gave it the confidence to charge multiple times.
Li Xiang had once told it that there was a senior who, in its Mega-evolved form, charged like a meteor and smashed a legendary Pokémon.
This made the honest simpleton yearn immensely.
'Wow, a legendary Pokémon! And that senior smashed it!'
Of course, Li Xiang didn't tell it what happened afterwards.
Not shattering a child's dream was his duty as a trainer.
Lastly, Aegislash.
Not much to say.
As long as there was an introductory poem, it could burst out with absolutely powerful strength.
It was a typical voice-activated Pokémon.
Although it was a Ghost-type, it couldn't like Gengar hide in Li Xiang's shadow.
Hiding in the darkness was possible.
After evolution, it still liked to stay behind Li Xiang, unaware that its weight was a huge burden for Li Xiang.
What a headache-inducing guy.
That was pretty much all the most representative abilities Li Xiang's Pokémon have currently mastered.
"Hmm... doesn't feel like Pokémon, does it?"
Li Xiang looked at the notes in his hand, feeling like he was in the background world of the late anime seasons.
In all the Pokémon worlds, only the anime world, which allowed writers to modify things freely, was this absurd.
Especially after the first generation anime writer Takeshi Shudo left, entertainment gradually took precedence over logic.
Although the logic of the first generation anime wasn't very rigorous either. However, diversity wasn't wrong, just like how no two snowflakes in the world are identical.
Naturally, there wouldn't be identical Pokémon either.
Differences in tiny details, it is also different.
...
The short break passed.
No matter if the students were willing or not, the Spring Tournament lifted its curtain.
"The grouping table for the first round is out."
Xu He stood on the podium, holding a white sheet of paper, looking at the faces below that were either calm or nervous.
"Our opponent is Hongcheng University from Jizhou."
Below, many newly joined team members let out a sigh of relief.
Looking at last year's results, among the ten teams in the Xia-Nan Division, except for Jizhou University and Dianzhou University, the others weren't particularly strong.
Everyone knew that you pick the soft persimmon to squeeze. No one wanted to face a strong opponent.
Beating up the weak was definitely happy.
"Hearing it's Hongcheng University and you're letting your guard down already? Didn't I say not to judge this year's schools with last year's perspective? Always focusing on the top, be careful of capsizing in a ditch!"
Xu He, as usual, began his lecture session.
Every year, each school team would have a different atmosphere. Being weak last year didn't mean weak this year, because many match losses were due to poor mental fortitude or insufficient practice matches.
It didn't mean they were absolutely weak.
Any higher education institution was worth being vigilant about.
Until your strength is powerful enough to take on all, even if you encounter the last place, you need to keep your guard up.
Li Xiang rubbed his head. In front of him was the Hongcheng University information Tian Shuang had distributed.
This school was located at the northern end of Jizhou, far from Mist City, even could be said to be poles apart.
Yet it was still grouped into the Xia-Nan Division.
Last year's results, ranked by points, were sixth within the division, very regrettably failed to advance to the next round.
Singles five rounds total earned fifteen points. The best doubles team result was sixth, the worst was thirteenth.
To be honest… they were not to be underestimated.
Just their shining doubles results were enough to prove their strength, and Li Xiang would be the vanguard, personally testing the depths of these people.
"Wow, almost found out the color of their underwear."
He flipped through the information below. It mostly contained the information of last year's competing students. Information on newly joined team members wasn't seen.
Higher education institutions did a good job in information management. As long as someone hadn't officially appeared, few could get their information—
'Alright.'
He looked at the document folder at the bottom of the information, which revealed the new team member information, and felt a bit speechless.
Information warfare indeed was the foundation of every school.
On the podium, Xu He's lecture gradually approached its end. "The teams that come to compete are not here aiming to lose. Everyone is here to win.
"We train desperately, they aren't idle either. As long as they want to win, we can't care about whether they are weak schools or strong schools! Understood?"
"Yes!"
A uniform response came from below.
"Good. This year's division tournament venue is still our Sky Chasm Battlefield in Mist City. Tomorrow, I'll take you to get familiar with the environment."
Dismissed.
Other miscellaneous matters would be handled by supervising teachers. These students only needed to battle.
"Don't be nervous."
Su Xi somehow appeared beside Li Xiang, smiled and patted his shoulder. "You're a bit stiff physically."
"Hmm."
Li Xiang nodded. Saying he wasn't nervous... he actually was a bit nervous.
After all, it was the Junior World Tournament.
Even if it was just the divisional tournament, they would enter a formal large arena and battle one match after another in front of tens of thousands of spectators.
The atmosphere would definitely be different from usual.
Losing usually wasn't a huge problem. Losing on the battlefield, not to mention others' blame, you could curse yourself to death.
The burden was too heavy.
Li Xiang turned his head and found Vice-Captain Chao was currently giving Song Jie and Gong Xu a pep talk.
Truly the guide for newcomers.
Within the team, many people knew the three of them were going to compete, but this kind of thing was decided by the coach and school together. No use being envious.
"Senior Sister, there are intervals between these five singles matches, right?"
He looked at the information and asked, turning his head.
"Yes. After each match, there will be a ten-minute rest period. The side that lost the individual match can choose the player for the next match."
Su Xi nodded. The name before each match was fixed, but accordingly, the losing side could decide who to send next.
The winning side couldn't, forming a sort of battle of attrition scenario.
This gave a strong sense of team cooperation defeating a big demon king.
"Whew... a battle of attrition."
Li Xiang let out a long breath.
The next day, led by Xu He, everyone went to Sky Chasm Battlefield.
This was a place more massive than many stadiums from his previous life, capable of holding over thirty thousand spectators, giving them spacious viewing space.
It contained multiple medium-sized battlefields, supporting four universities competing simultaneously.
When Li Xiang arrived here, he somehow felt like he was participating in the Olympic Games.
A bit too exaggerated.
At that time, there would be commentary and television, but you don't need to care too much. If reporters ask questions, don't answer, just say you're in a hurry and walk past.
Xu He led the group in through the player entrance, then went to the preparation room to get familiar with the environment.
The event will last over half a month, which means, for the next half month or more, eating, drinking, and bathroom needs will be handled here. Sleeping will still be back at school.
"Coach, on days without matches, do we still have to be present?"
Someone raised their hand and asked.
"Good question. I can only say, when your teammates are in doubles matches, please don't leave casually. This is respect for your teammates. Put yourself in your opponent's shoes; it's the same."
Xu He slowly responded.
In other words, he personally did not support students leaving the venue.
Li Xiang didn't pay much attention to Xu He's words. At this moment, he was standing inside the arena, using the Three-Blind Perception Method to feel the surrounding atmosphere.
This would help him get used to this place a bit earlier.
"Strange."
Li Xiang opened his eyes, rubbed his nose. Sky Chasm Battlefield gave him the feeling was not particularly good.
Too noisy.