Elf: I'm the only one who understands Pokémon

Waving the broom in his hand with difficulty, Fang Zhu was sweeping the dust next to the battlefield on the first floor.

The appearance of the broom was no different from a normal one, except that the stick it was held on was changed to some kind of special metal.

This is one of the daily tasks of the apprentices in the gym, and it is also a kind of training for the apprentices.

Fang Zhu held the heavy broom and felt that if this continued, it would be just around the corner to pick up Yukila, Cosmog and others with his bare hands.

While sweeping, there was a noise at the door.

Fang Zhu looked up and saw that it was the apprentices who had gone out to perform tasks a few days ago.

There's just something wrong with the atmosphere this time.

In the past, when the apprentices came back, they would always have smiles on their faces.

This time, everyone had a straight face, and they were clearly divided into two groups.

Luo Wei clenched his fists and kept glancing in Wu Ying's direction.

Finally he seemed to be unable to bear it any longer and spoke.

"Let me just say that the long-range attack style is unreliable. If you hadn't been obsessed with the long-range attack style, you wouldn't have let the target escape!"

The team across from him sneered at this.

"I don't know which idiot is insisting on fighting the opponent in close combat. If I hadn't used long-range attacks to rescue him in time, I probably wouldn't have been able to fight for two or three months."

"Humph!"

Luo Wei turned his head, his face darker.

The other party had indeed saved his Pokémon, so if he discussed it at this time, he would be at a loss.

But the few supporters of the melee style behind him have no such concerns.

They didn't show any fear in the face of the Far Attack style apprentices who were several times their size.

They were eloquent, one against many, and they started to attack like crazy.

There are so many disciples of Yuan Gong style that they can't stand this anger.

For a time, they also fought back.

"As long as you are touched by us in close combat! You will be gone!"

"Heh, it sounds like you can touch us, so you might as well be killed by our kites."

"You fools, we can easily handle you from a distance!"

"Don't talk too much. Are you sure your long-range attacks didn't scratch us?"

The quarrel became more and more intense, and some apprentices even rolled up their sleeves, showing signs of starting a fight if they disagreed.

Goya kept shaking her head, and at some point she was standing next to Fang Zhu, far away from the battlefield.

Fang Zhu looked at the scene in front of him puzzledly, a little confused.

Although the apprentices of the two factions, the distance attack and the melee faction, usually have theoretical disputes, they are generally in harmony.

"Sister Goya, what's going on?"

Fang Zhu asked curiously.

“This mission is actually not difficult, it is to arrest a group of criminals who committed theft.

But those criminals were too seasoned, and Wu Ying and the others were too obsessed with attacking from afar, so they delayed getting close, which resulted in one criminal successfully escaping.

During the subsequent pursuit, Luo Wei rushed over and triggered the trap set by the opponent. Everyone was trapped for a while before they broke free. "

Goya couldn't stop shaking her head.

She was fighting with criminals on the other side at that time. These things were later told by other apprentices.

"Fortunately, a boy about your age passed by later.

He brought a Gyarados with him, but beat the criminal down with his bare hands.

Otherwise, this mission may fail.

Although the final mission was successful thanks to the young man, both Wu Ying and Luo Wei felt disgraced.

The two groups of them were arguing all the way, so it became like this. "

Fang Zhu couldn't help but feel a familiar feeling as he listened to the young man's description.

It must be just a coincidence... right?

At this moment, the two groups of people stared at each other, their swords were at war, and they even competed in walking speed.

Luo Wei, who was walking quickly, accidentally caught a glimpse of Fang Zhu, and his angry face suddenly changed its expression.

He rushed to Fang Zhu in a few steps, patted Fang Zhu on the shoulder with a smile.

"I watched the video in the group, great job Fang Zhu!

Finally, I saw the devastated look of the people in the Poison Binding Gym. Hehe. "

Having said this, Luo Wei giggled twice, and then said seriously.

"The Styli Bee has such strong melee combat capability, join our melee combat stream!

Let's promote the melee style together!Recast the glory of Jade Chong Gym! "

Luo Wei was full of enthusiasm, as if he could see the bright future of Yu Chong Gym after Fang Zhu joined the melee battle.

"Go! Go! Go."

Wu Ying arrived late from behind and pushed Luo Wei aside.

"Don't harm the promising seedlings. Didn't you see how smoothly the Stingy Bee remotely controlled the silk thread when fighting Stinky Mud?

He should have joined our Far Attack stream, and look at Fang Zhu. "

Wu Ying turned slightly sideways and spread his fingers to point at the distant attack-style apprentices behind him.

"The long range attack style is the choice of the masses, the melee style is a crooked way.

Come experience the ultimate in remote attack with us! "

"You fart!"

"Oh, vulgar."

Luo Wei and Wu Ying looked at each other again, and sparks seemed to fly where their eyes met.

"A fight? Do you dare the loser to have to wash the other party's clothes for a month?"

"Are you so afraid of losing? Half a year! Do you dare to fight?"

"Who is afraid of who!"

The two of them got closer and closer, almost forehead to forehead.

The apprentices from the two factions behind him also shouted to support him.

Goya saw the right moment, grabbed Fang Zhu's hand, walked through the sea of ​​people, and left the commotion.

"Don't worry, there's no need to be embarrassed, and there's no need to join any sect."

After standing again in a quiet place, Goya said to Fang Zhu.

"They were not like this before. On the contrary, Wu Ying and Luo Wei are inseparable friends.

At that time, we all joked that they were too close and might not be able to find a partner in the future.

But everything has changed since last year’s Gym Ranking Tournament.

Like crazy people, they devoted themselves to the research of long-range attack style and melee style.

The two people with different opinions quarreled more and more, their intimacy gradually became a thing of the past, and now they are almost becoming enemies. "

Saying that, Goya sighed.

"Sister Goya, what happened in the last gym ranking match?

If we just lose, we can just regroup and fight again this year, so it won’t develop to this extent. "

Fang Zhu still couldn't figure it out.

"It doesn't matter if you lose, the problem is... it fails miserably."

Goya looked a little lonely.

“Since Mu Fan stopped participating, the previous one was fine. Every gym was in the adjustment period, and the opponent only narrowly won.

But in the last session, Yu Chong Gym experienced... a disastrous defeat. "

Taking a few steps back and leaning against the wall, Goya tried to use this method to provide some strength to recall the past.

“A disastrous defeat, a complete disastrous defeat.

In the individual competition, all players will be eliminated in the first round, and in the team competition, all players will be eliminated within one hour.

We tried our best, but all we got was a deep sense of powerlessness.

Have you ever seen the scene where a pair of five of us went to Longguang Gym to train an apprentice, but he effortlessly knocked us all down?

Looking at the performance of the Jade Chong Gym in so many ranking matches, not to mention the brilliance of Brother Mai and Mu Fan in those two rounds, even if we compare it with the normal results, we are an absolute shame.

After returning, the two people locked themselves in the dormitory for a whole month in order to study the way to win.

Finally, the long-range attack flow and melee flow you see now were born. "

Thinking about Goya's words, Fang Zhu lowered his head and fell into deep thought.