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

In the dormitory corridor, a boy wearing a red and white hat saw Feng and greeted him with a smile: "Hey, Feng, good morning~"

In his arms, he held an Eevee that was licking its paws, and it looked so tempting that one couldn't help but want to touch it.

"Good morning, Ah Cheng." Feng also smiled back.

The boy's name is Acheng. He also lives in the dormitory. He is from Kanto and is currently a student in the beginner class, but not in the same class as Feng.

He and Feng often met in the corridor. They became familiar with each other after chatting for a few sentences.

"Wind~"

The Wind Fairy's social skills came into play, and she flew to Eevee with a smile on her face, waving her cute little hands and greeting Eevee happily.

"Uh-huh?"

Upon hearing the sound, Eevee instantly stopped what he was doing, turned his head, and looked over with his big round eyes.

After seeing that it was an "acquaintance", it actually imitated the posture of the lucky cat, raised a little paw and shook it towards the wind fairy, looking very naive.

Seeing this interesting scene, Ah Cheng gently bent down, gently placed the Eevee in his arms on the ground, and said softly, "Go, little one."

After getting permission, Eevee shouted excitedly, then spread its legs and ran towards the Wind Fairy like the wind.

When the wind fairy saw this, he immediately stepped forward. The two little friends soon got together and started playing.

Only then did Ah Cheng look back at Feng and ask, "Feng, are you also going to the lobby of the teaching building to check the results of this promotion and the exam rankings?"

According to the school's notice, the test results will be announced in the lobby of the school teaching building today, so everyone is rushing there.

"Well, let's go together. After watching, we have to go to the corresponding classroom after the class is divided."

After saying that, Feng took Malanla and Acheng's hands and walked side by side in the corridor.

"Hey? Feng, how can you be so sure that you can be promoted smoothly?"

Ah Cheng was stunned. "This exam is known to be difficult. I still have a lot of questions in the theory exam that I don't have time to do..."

"Haha, promotion is based on ranking. Since everyone thinks it's difficult, then we should believe in ourselves~"

Feng showed a sunny smile, raised his hand and clenched his fist, giving Ah Cheng a gesture of encouragement.

however.

Ah Cheng was not easily fooled by Feng, and just nodded in agreement: "What you said does make some sense."

He was not optimistic about himself and Feng.

For students like them who have only been enrolled for over a month, how can they compare with their "seniors" who have been in the elementary classes for a year or two in terms of knowledge reserves when they really take the exam?

What's more, those who have just entered the beginner class are basically twelve or thirteen years old. They are newcomers who just received Pokémon this year. Naturally, their tactics in the actual combat exam are not as polished as those of the old students.

Therefore, this time the two of them are most likely just runners-up.

……

The sun falls on the paths on campus, and the breeze gently blows the leaves, making a rustling sound.

Feng and Acheng walked side by side, their figures moving slowly on the green path. Along the way, Feng looked calm, while Acheng seemed a little nervous and a little expectant.

Above the two of them, Windie was already flying with Eevee. The latter was a little scared at first, but after getting used to it, his expression immediately became one of enjoyment and excitement, and he began to "beep beep" to command Windie to fly here and there.

Soon, they arrived at the door of the teaching building lobby.

It is tall and spacious, and sunlight shines in through the huge glass windows, making the entire space appear particularly bright and warm.

There was a constant stream of students coming in and out, with all kinds of expressions on their faces, ranging from joy, frustration, to calmness.

There was a commotion nearby. Several boys were approaching, arms around each other, laughing. One of them exclaimed, "Brothers are only good if everyone fails the test!"

After hearing this, others echoed in agreement, and laughter echoed throughout the hall entrance.

Feng continued to move forward and saw an acquaintance.

Feng's classmate Long Tai just came out of the door, walking forward with a gloomy face and his head down, followed by a few of his younger brothers who were always inseparable from him.

"Brother Long Tai, you just lacked luck. It's all because of that old guy Nagai!" A younger brother on Long Tai's left said angrily.

"Ah, I don't know who offended Nagai. He was taking the test seriously, like he was playing a league game. All the students who met him this afternoon got low scores in the actual test."

The other little brother also looked very depressed. Like Ryuta, he met Teacher Nagai during the exam and was killed by him, so naturally his results were not ideal.

The last little brother seemed rather careless, saying nonchalantly, "It's okay, Brother Long, there's still next year. You've only been here for two years..."

"Shut up!"

Long Tai, who was walking in front, finally couldn't bear it anymore. He turned around and shouted angrily, then ignored the surprised looks of the people around him and walked forward quickly.

When passing by Feng, she turned her head and glared at him fiercely, which made Feng feel really confused.

"This...isn't this Long Tai? How come even a veteran student like him couldn't pass? Then there's no hope for us."

Ah Cheng looked at Long Tai's back, his face a little pale as he murmured, his tone full of despair about his own and Feng's performance.

"Maybe. Just because he can't do it doesn't mean others can't do it. What if we get luckier?" Feng's expression remained unchanged and he still kept smiling.

Ah Cheng's expression softened slightly: "Then... let me borrow your good wishes."

The two entered the hall.

There was a large display screen in the center of the room. Nearly a hundred students were crowded there, looking for their names on the screen and discussing things in a lively manner.

Seeing the two people coming, several students at the back of the crowd looked over first with surprised expressions.

Soon after, more and more classmates looked towards the two of them and discussed something in low voices. Words like "monster", "that's him", "too fake" could be vaguely heard, as if they were looking at a rare giant panda.

"Huh? What do they mean by this?"

Ah Cheng was confused and scratched his head as he looked at the expressions of the people around him. "Is there something on my face? Eevee, can you help me look at my face..."

"咘咿～"

Ibrahimovic simply shook his head.

"..."

Feng didn't say anything, but walked forward calmly. When the classmates along the way saw him, they subconsciously avoided him, and the two were able to pass smoothly.

at last.

When the two of them arrived in front of the big screen, Ah Cheng was stunned at first, but then he felt that he seemed to have seen it wrong, and rubbed his eyes hard with his hands.

"Uh-huh??"

Then, after confirming something, he slowly opened his mouth, and turned his head mechanically to look at Feng, saying in disbelief:

"You... these... these theoretical and practical results, are you a monster?!"

On the screen, the first place was...

Aoki Feng.