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

Long Tai's words made Ajian secretly relieved. The light in his eyes softened a little, and he gave Long Tai a thumbs up in his heart.

The young man is very smart and has a promising future.

When I think of that provocative look of the unicorn in the finals, and the calm expression of its trainer behind it, coupled with the cheers and admiring gazes of the audience after the game...

Damn, these should have been mine!

Moreover… I was defeated by someone above my level even though I was a highly qualified Quasi-God. If I saw my uncle when I got home, I would definitely be scolded and have to endure his disappointed and heartbroken gaze…

Ajian seemed to have a scene in his mind where the mayor was shaking his head and blaming him.

"Xiao Jian, I've already given you the best resources and conditions, but you always let me down. If you continue like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to let you inherit my position."

The mayor has no son, only a daughter who travels to other areas. She idolizes Mikoli of Hoenn and is obsessed with participating in the gorgeous competition. She has no interest in struggle or power.

Therefore, the mayor focused his attention on Ah Jian, intending to train him as his successor and pass on power smoothly.

But if Ajian is really a hopeless case, then we can only give up. We can't train an incompetent idiot to cause trouble for ourselves, right?

Thinking of this, Ajian remained calm on the surface.

But he felt a little ferocious in his heart, his fists clenched slightly, and he had a depressed mood with nowhere to vent. He was too proud to tolerate failure, and he didn't want his uncle to change his mind.

Therefore, they naturally had no good face towards Feng, the "culprit", let alone inviting him to join.

With Long Tai's direct opposition and A Jian's secret support, Xiao Chun's proposal was invalid, and Feng was kicked out of the list of foreign players as expected.

Xiaochun pursed her lips, but there was nothing she could do.

Too many people are only concerned with their own interests and ignore the overall situation, even though the overall situation affects their interests equally or even more directly.

After the meeting, Ajian was still secretly thinking in his heart that this action would not only allow him to show off his reputation, but perhaps also give him the opportunity to gain more resources and power, paving the way for his future "succession".

The other students had different thoughts, some were excited, some were worried, but they all decided to work hard for it.

……

After the bell rang, Feng and Elena returned to their seats and waited for the teacher to come in. Long Tai also withdrew his gaze, but there was a hint of coldness in his eyes when he looked at Feng.

If his father wanted to take his club to the next level, relying solely on his uncle, the deputy mayor, wouldn't be enough. If he could connect with the mayor...

This Qingmu Feng offended Ajian, so we can just start with him as a gift to Ajian. If we do it well, maybe there will be some hope.

"Boss Long, you also dislike this kid, right?"

At this time, the younger brother beside Long Tai observed his words and expressions, noticed his eyes, and said flatteringly, "He can only show off his power among the freshmen. Boss, he will be on his knees as soon as your elite electric shock beast appears."

Long Tai looked at him expressionlessly without saying anything, causing the younger brother to smile awkwardly.

What a familiar scene.

Long Tai's family wants to get in touch with the mayor and flatters A Jian, while Xiao Di's family also flatters Long Tai because they want to get in touch with the deputy mayor. The cycle repeats, and who knows if there will be more to come...

Ten minutes after the bell rang, the bald, middle-aged teacher finally arrived, panting as he entered the classroom.

"Ahem, sorry, everyone. I'm late due to something." The teacher stood behind the podium and pulled out a textbook from his space bracelet. "Today we'll continue our discussion of the basics of Pokémon. Please turn to page 34..."

As soon as the teacher opened his mouth, many students' eyelids began to droop, including Xianla and Mumianqiu, who were asked by Feng to listen to the lecture.

However, for Feng, this class was different from the previous ones.

Feng received special attention from the bald teacher, and the number of times he was called up to ask questions exceeded the total of last week. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that he seemed to have become a "seed" of the school.

For some simple questions, in order to wake up his Pokémon, Feng did not answer them himself, but woke up the Kapok Ball lying on the table and let it answer.

"Teacher, even my Kapok Ball knows the answer to this question." Feng stood up and picked up Kapok Ball. "Come on, Kapok Ball, tell me the answer."

"Cotton~"

"Huh? Your Pokémon?"

The bald teacher looked at the confused Kapok Ball with his mouth slightly opened in surprise and asked, "Are all Pokémon so curly nowadays?"

"Hahaha……"

After hearing this answer, the students who were drowsy because of the boring class burst into laughter. The atmosphere in the classroom became cheerful and many students woke up from their sleepiness.

"Haha, Aoki-san, you disturbed Kapok's sleep."

"Teacher, you have another student, but it's not a human but a Pokémon."

"Aoki, would you consider letting your cotton ball become a spirit doctor?"

"Flower~"

When Rino's Kizuna saw that Kapok Ball was no longer sleepy, she was about to rush up to say hello, but was hugged by its trainer.

Rino puffed up her lips and said angrily, "Shuttlecock Flower, you can't fly around in class~"

"flower!"

Shuttlecock Flower thought about it and thought she understood what the trainer meant. If she couldn't play in class, then she would go find Kapok Ball to play after class.

I have saved up a lot of snacks, it must love them.

……

"Quiet!"

The bald teacher patted the podium and shouted, "Aoki-san, no, Kapok-san, please answer."

"Let me repeat the question again. What attributes do Grass-type Pokémon counter, and what attributes are countered by them?"

The reason why the bald teacher was late was that he was called over by the head teacher before class and was told to focus on training and paying attention to the Freshman Cup champion Aoki Feng.

As a teacher of the beginner class, the bald teacher also watched the games over the weekend. This Qingmu Feng is a talent, and his Pokémon are also very good. I really don't know how he trained them.

Now the mystery seems to be a little solved. Good boy, if Pokémon can learn knowledge in class, it would be strange if they are not smart...

"cotton!"

When Kapok Ball saw the teacher and classmates looking at him, he suddenly came to his senses.

In public, there was a hint of nervousness in its little eyes, and its two small wings on the sides of its body trembled slightly, like a primary school student being called by the teacher.

"Kapok Ball, don't be nervous. You have memorized the attribute restraint table. This question is very simple." Feng whispered in its ear.

"Cotton~"

After hearing this, Kapok Ball cried out weakly, looked at the teacher, struggled out of Feng's arms, and floated to the blackboard under the gaze of the whole class.

It first used its leaves to roll up the chalk on the podium, and then wrote and drew on the blackboard like a human.