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

There is still half an hour left before the end of the exam.

After "combining the strengths of all schools", Feng finally completed the entire lengthy test paper and has begun to check answers and "fake" to avoid making the same mistakes as others, which would make the signs of plagiarism too obvious.

But while Feng was leisurely checking his mistakes, a corner of his test paper was lifted up automatically without any wind.

"Hmm?" Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, turned his eyes to the side, and the attribute panel opened.

Name: Hidden Dragon

Attributes: General

Level: 45 (Elite)

Features: color change

Qualification: Owner

Props: none

Skills: Thief, Tail Wagging, Scaring...

How is this going! ?

Who would have thought that there was a hidden dragon wandering around the classroom!

Is this the invigilator's Pokémon?

Or are you hiding here and observing if any classmates are making any small moves?

Feng was slightly startled, and his eyes seemed to be glued to it, following the attribute panel of the Hidden Dragon.

Until it walked forward for a while, it came to a boy who was answering questions and stopped. Then the boy seemed to be injected with chicken blood and inexplicably sped up his speed in answering the questions.

This is actually... a fellow traveler.

If Feng had not finished the test paper in advance and had the attribute panel, he would not have noticed such details while concentrating on the test and discovered this invisible dragon.

It's really interesting.

I underestimated these students. There are indeed many hidden talents in the examination room. I wonder... if there are other masters.

Feng's lips curled up slightly, and he ignored the others and continued to check the test paper.

"Jingle Bell"

After a while, the bell for the end of the exam rang, and the atmosphere in the exam room instantly relaxed. Some candidates breathed a sigh of relief, some smiled, and some frowned.

But regardless, the battle is over.

"Ah? Classmate, you..."

When Feng handed in the paper, the invigilator stared at the fully answered paper in amazement, as if looking at him with a monster's eyes, and stuttered for a moment.

Feng narrowed his eyes and smiled gently, "Thank you for your hard work, teacher. This exam... is quite easy."

……

In the afternoon, the school played against the battlefield.

The place usually used for classes, competitions or free games has now become an examination room.

The practical assessment requires two rounds, with the candidates fighting against two teachers. The students use their own Pokémon, and the teachers will release Pokémon of similar levels to fight against the students.

The assessment does not require students to defeat the teacher. They only need to demonstrate their own tactics and strategies in the battle, and they will be given corresponding scores by the examiners watching. The better the performance, the higher the score.

"It's time for the practical exam again this year. I hope I can hold on a little longer this time." A classmate who had been held back in the elementary class for two years prayed with his hands folded.

But the people around him immediately poured cold water on him: "No chance, Mr. Nagai is the examiner again this year... It's a good thing you don't get eliminated instantly."

"What?! There's actually that fat old guy who never gives in. Damn it! I hope I won't be unlucky enough to meet him." The other man's face suddenly fell and he cursed.

Nagai is different from other teachers. He likes to be very strict during the examination. He will not wait for the candidates to develop their strategies but will defeat them and give them very low scores. Therefore, he is known as the devil examiner, and anyone who meets him will be worried.

He even said that in a real battle, the opponent will not wait for you to use your tactics.

Just when these people were complaining about Teacher Nagai unscrupulously, suddenly, a slight and low "cough" sound came from behind them.

At the same time, an indescribable chill crept up their spines, causing goose bumps to appear on their backs involuntarily.

A slightly plump middle-aged man slowly walked up from behind them and stopped steadily.

A hint of displeasure flickered in his medium-sized eyes as he stared at the students who were whispering to each other and asked coldly, "Why, do you have any opinions about me?"

Hearing this familiar and intimidating voice, the three people froze in place as if they were cast under a spell.

After a few seconds, they turned their heads mechanically, and happened to meet Mr. Nagai's murderous gaze.

"Nagai-sensei..."

Their hearts skipped a beat, their breathing became rapid, and even their voices began to tremble uncontrollably.

However, Mr. Nagai did not give them much opportunity to explain.

He simply gave them one last, deep look with a meaningful expression, and then said coldly, "I'll remember you. I hope you do well on your exams."

After saying this, he turned around and walked towards the examination room.

"Uh……"

Looking at Mr. Nagai's back as he walked away, the three students looked at each other, feeling extremely regretful.

……

After half an hour.

A voice came from the radio: "Mr. Qingmu Feng, please go to examination room No. 6 to take the exam."

"So fast?"

Feng, who was waiting, was stunned. It seemed that his exam number was at the front.

At the door, Feng stopped and carefully confirmed his identity information with the staff in charge of invigilation. After everything was verified, he slowly walked inside.

However, to his surprise, as soon as he entered the door, he saw a familiar face.

"Teacher... Mr. Nagai, it's been a long time since we last met." Feng said in surprise.

After Feng defeated his proud Charizard last time, it was said that Mr. Nagai seemed to have been hit hard and became depressed. He even never appeared in various competitions organized privately by teachers again.

At this moment, a clear and pleasant voice came from the side: "There's me too, Aoki-san~"

It turned out to be Teacher Ryoko.

She just smiled and waved at Feng kindly, motioning him to come over here.

At this time in the examination room, in addition to Teacher Ryoko and Teacher Nagai, there was also an examiner standing there holding a recording board.

The examiner has two roles: he not only acts as the referee of the exam, but also gives corresponding scores based on the performance of the candidates.

"Hello, Teacher Ryoko." Feng responded with a smile.

Teacher Nagai had already walked to the battle field, tightly gripping the Poké Ball belt hanging around his waist, and said impatiently to Feng: "Stop talking here, and quickly release your Pokémon."

Ever since he was defeated by Feng's Yueyue Bear, he felt that his colleagues looked at him strangely and he felt ashamed, so he didn't have the face to participate in the competition anymore, even though he always cared about his reputation.

He used his connections to become Feng's examiner in this exam, just to avenge his previous defeat, defeat this brat, and restore some of his image.