Everyone else is a trainer, but you are a swordsman?

One minute later.

"Pfft, Ahao, this is the result of your training?"

Xiaochun looked at Qingpiaopiao lying on the ground and Ahao with a look of surprise on his face, and couldn't help laughing, covering his mouth with his hands.

The battle process was very simple. At the beginning, a huge icicle fell from the sky, tricking Qingpiaopiao out of his guard. Then he quickly approached and slapped it with a claw, knocking Qingpiaopiao and the mysterious water droplets on its body out of the field. The victory was an easy one.

Ah Hao looked at Qingpiaopiao who had lost his ability to fight, as if his whole body had lost all color. He couldn't believe that he lost so quickly.

"勃~"

Xianla jumped back to Feng's side.

"Classmate, what's your name?"

Xiaochun was very familiar with Ahao, and knowing that Ahao had strong resistance to attacks, he ignored him and instead moved closer to Feng.

"Just call me Feng."

Feng replied, then touched Xianla's little head and praised him a few words.

"I'm Xiaochun. Let's go to the auditorium together and ignore that guy." Xiaochun said ruthlessly.

"Hey, wait for me."

Ah Hao recovered, retracted his lightness, and then ran a few steps to catch up with the two of them.

He gasped and said, "I'm Ahao. You're really good at fighting. I'm impressed."

It seems that Ahao is a person who can afford to lose. He did not lose his temper because of the defeat in the previous battle. Instead, he felt admiration for Feng.

"No...it's not me who's good, it's Xianla who's good."

Hearing what Ahao said, Feng scratched his head shyly and pinched Xianla's little paws.

"Feng, where are you from? You're not from Zhuqing City, are you?" Xiaochun asked curiously.

She didn't say she knew all the children of the big families in Zhuqing City, but at least they looked familiar to her. She had never seen a person named Feng, so she guessed that he was from another place. The Zhuqing Trainer School was famous, and many families in the Sinnoh region wanted to send their children there.

And judging by how at ease Feng Xianla was in the battle, his qualifications must be quite high. He might be from a well-known family in another city in Sinnoh.

"I'm from Hoenn."

"Hoenn?"

"Have you seen Daigo? Is he as handsome as he is on TV..." Xiaochun's eyes sparkled and his tone was a little excited.

It seems that she is still a die-hard fan of Daigo. When mentioning Hoenn, the first thing that comes to mind is Daigo. If it were Feng, she might ask if Groudon has come back?

……

As they chatted, they soon arrived at the auditorium in the center of the school.

The auditorium is very large and can accommodate thousands of people at the same time, but today only a hundred or so students from the beginner class came here for the opening ceremony. The Pokémon were a hodgepodge, and there were several Quasi-God-Striker alone.

The trainer school is not divided into grades, but is divided into three levels: junior, intermediate and senior, representing different levels of strength.

The beginner and intermediate levels are equivalent to the levels of two badges and four badges, and those who advance to the advanced class and graduate can participate in the Pokémon League Conference even if they do not go to various gyms to get badges.

In school, promotion to a higher class is not just an automatic promotion as age increases, but requires an exam. If you fail the exam, you will remain in the original class. There are many people who are still in the junior class after several years of enrollment.

So the beginner class doesn’t only have freshmen like Feng, Ahao and Xiaochun, there are also some old students who have “repeated a grade”.

Feng and the other person sat in the seats for freshmen, waiting quietly for the opening ceremony to begin.

Soon, as the time reached half past nine, the opening ceremony officially began.

As usual, student representatives, grade directors and the principal took turns to speak on stage. Although the content was boring, the speakers each had their own characteristics.

The student representative was handsome, with well-groomed blond hair. He spoke in a loud voice and seemed to have a talent for public speaking.

The head teacher was an average-looking old man with thinning hair. The long-eared rabbit next to him, which was almost a superstar, was more eye-catching than him, causing the students to ignore him when he was speaking.

The principal was an old man with gray hair and a slightly hunched body. He looked kind and amiable, but his speech made people sleepy and the students' eyelids drooped.

The slightly old, king-level Tyrannosaurus behind him was dozing with his eyes closed, not giving his old friend any face at all.

Xiaochun was bored, and seemed to mistake Feng for a descendant of a big family in Hoenn. He thought that Feng was a newcomer and didn't understand the depth of Sinnoh, so he explained to him the identities of the people on the stage.

Among them, the student representative is the student council president, and his family is one of the wealthy families in the Sinnoh region; the grade director is a relative of a high-ranking official of the alliance; the school principal used to be the mayor of Zhuqing City, and later retired to be in charge of the city's education.

Anyway, no one on the stage has a simple identity.

"Tsk tsk, there really are hidden dragons and crouching tigers." Feng couldn't help but think.

Normally, everyone seems to be the same, but over time, when all kinds of "magical" things happen, or when you see other people treat you differently, you will find out how desperate even the tip of the iceberg they reveal can be.

Effort? Ability? Perhaps none of them are as important as a casual word from the other party.

Two hours later, all the nonsense was finally said and the first-year students began to be divided into classes.

There are six classes in total for the primary level, with about twenty students in each class, including new and old students. A teacher on the stage calls out the names, and the students go outside the auditorium to find their respective class teachers to report.

Ahao and Xiaochun were assigned to Class 2, and Feng was assigned to Class 5. Although we don’t know how the classes were divided, it is very likely not random.

You should know that some students come here to study not just to learn knowledge, but to carry out "missions" from their families, which is to make connections and pave the way for their families.

Under such a complex background, class division becomes particularly important, as it determines the closeness of their relationships. Therefore, there are bound to be all kinds of twists and turns involved. Of course, there are also other factors that Feng is unaware of.

……

After saying goodbye to the two and walking out of the auditorium, Feng came to the square outside. At this time, each class teacher was standing beside him with a sign, indicating the class they were responsible for.

More than a dozen students have gathered near the sign of Class 5. Most of them are about twelve or thirteen years old. The rest look taller and should be fourteen or fifteen years old.

Seeing Feng coming over, the head teacher of Class 5 smiled and asked, "Classmate, are you a new student in Class ?"

The head teacher of Class 5 is a female teacher who is about twenty years old. She looks intellectual and gentle. She wears black-framed glasses and has her black hair tied behind her head.

"Yes, the teacher in the auditorium just now assigned me to Class 5."

The female teacher smiled even softer after hearing this: "Welcome to the big family of Class 5. I am the homeroom teacher, Ryoko. I look forward to your guidance in the future."

"I'm Qing Mufeng, please give me your guidance."

Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at Liangzi with a warm gaze. The fluffy cotton ball in his arms added a bit of childishness and cuteness to him.