This elf world is kind of weird

Chapter 18: Isn’t the battle simulation just about beating the baby? (Today is very important, please read it!)

"What's going on with the training camp? Didn't you two get beaten enough by me?"

After a day of class, Ms. Ina went to the drama club room to revise the script and character design. Philio originally wanted to sneak away, and slipped home under the name of going to the drama club to find Corni for training. An Tuowan and Abei stopped him on the spot, one on the left and one on the right, and forcibly carried them to the playground.

There, a muscular man who could be called Antoine Proplus looked at the three of them with a livid face.

He is the head of the school's battle department and one of the best battle teachers. Thornton is also the leading teacher for this year's Salo Academy to participate in the Carlos Academy Youth Championship. He has two quasi-King Pokémon, and his trump card is King Yanwu's powerful fire element trainer is only 33 years old and can be regarded as a young talent.

With sharp ears, he heard Filio's complaints, and the bronze skin forged by the scorching sun seemed to be a bit darker.

Behind him were a dozen students who had good grades in school and performed particularly well in combat classes.

At this moment, they also had different expressions.

The fact that Filio and Nazi were equally matched in the exhibition match did not spread too much because Filio kept a low profile and it was just a performance competition.

But in this small town, especially among the students whose parents are generally in their 40s and [-]s, the news has long been known to everyone.

Since he was promoted to the advanced class, Philio has hardly done anything himself. In the first year and the first semester of the second year, the little dream demon was still in a psychological shadow and could not fight at all. In the following year, he was addicted to Training at night and strengthening in the evening, there is basically no waking time during the day.

Therefore, in the school, Philio didn't have his own partner Pokémon. He only used a few Pokémon bred by the school to fight. Although he always killed his classmates until they lost their armor, there was not much real feeling in the end.

Now, they already admired and convinced Philio very much. After knowing that Philio is not only powerful in theory and battle simulation, but also a good player in battle, they no longer have the idea of ​​competing with Philio.

In fact, they didn't even think about competing with Antoine and Abe, the two powerful factions. They just aimed at the final fourth and fifth seats.

But Mr. Thornton, who leaves school and Sara during every vacation and travels around the world, has only been back to the college for three or four days and still knows nothing about this matter.

In this year's championship, Salo Academy got 128 of the 5 individual competition seats, which is neither too much nor too few. It is in line with the middle level of the academy in the Carlos region. The principal's goal is actually not too high: eight in the individual competition. Strong, top four teams.

Teacher Thornton, who has high hopes for Antoine and Abe, also attaches great importance to this year's competition. Therefore, Philio is good at everything. It is obvious to the naked eye that he has excellent talent, but he is not very good at fighting class. The chief student Shang Xin hates that iron cannot become steel.

Coming from a combat team, he attaches great importance to training and attitude.

The organization of today's first training camp and the comprehensive tryout within the team was, to a certain extent, to attract Philio's attention.

"Okay, everyone is here, line up. Today we will organize a selection within the team to determine the candidates for the individual competition and the order of the team competition, but the quota is not fixed, you can come in and out. The first is the battle simulation."

Seeing that Antoine and Abe used force to bring Filio over as expected, he didn't say anything, just expressionless, silently folding his arms, looking at the students with subtle expressions, and gave the order ordered.

"Ma~qi"

Philio was a little tired after reading a book for a day, and the little dream monster above his head had overslept, and felt even more tired. He yawned lazily, and Teacher Thornton's head was covered with black lines.

He admired Philio's talent and ability very much, but he still hoped that he could be more diligent and not be so lazy.

However, he had more or less wronged Filio and Little Dream Demon.

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The battle simulator is a device developed by the Pokémon Alliance and followed by various regional alliances that integrates training, entertainment, and competition. Its original design is to allow many accurate Pokémon players who have not left campus or even have Pokémon partners. Trainers can also become familiar with battles, as well as instruments and procedures that allow trainers to experiment and hone tactics when Pokémon become tired.

However, during the production process, the gap between it and actual combat became wider and wider, so it gradually evolved into one of the competitive and entertainment sports. The real training significance has weakened a lot, although it is still very important. Important, but there are also many "loopholes".

From the first time he put on the helmet-shaped information receiver, Philio knew that his many years of gaming experience in his previous life had found the real and greatest use.

Even, because of the balance setting of the game, the applicability of those experiences may be stronger.

"Then let me go first, teacher. Can we rest for a while after beating them? My little dream demon trained a bit hard yesterday, I'm sorry."

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit stiff, Philio raised his hand first, and sat down beside the special equipment with Thornton's slight nod, and put on the information receiver.

"Who wants to challenge Philio?"

Looking around, Thornton only saw the eyes of the students dodging.

Memories of daily battle simulation classes came to mind.

Scenes emerged of Philio using a series of fancy skills such as poison, parasitic seeds, electromagnetic waves, avatars, guards, invisible rocks, magic stones, songs of destruction, etc. to "bully" classmates and teachers.

The battle simulation with only four skill combinations allowed him to play countless tricks.

"Where did this kid get all these fantastic ideas?" He mumbled softly. Seeing that no one was participating, Thornton could only point, "Antoine, come on."

"Nut dumbbells, shoot down!"

"Tropical dragon, hold on!"

The small puppet lay in front of it, and the pale green light curtain blocked the "black hand" that was being photographed.

[The tropical dragon has harvested the star peach fruit, and its physical attack has been greatly improved. 】

"Bricaron, gavel!"

[Tropical Dragon uses "Fly", and the effect is outstanding. 】

While wailing, Bricaron, who was ready to go, was knocked to the ground by the tropical dragon whose attack had been raised to the extreme under the influence of Dragon Dance and Xing Taoguo.

The red energy gauge, which symbolizes physical strength, instantly fell to the bottom from the full state.

[Brikalon loses the ability to fight. The winner is Tropical Dragon.Player No. [-] loses all their Pokémon, and Player No. [-] wins. 】

But in five or six minutes, amidst the dumbfoundedness of the crowd, Philio came up with a new tactic that was actually useless but really effective on the show.

Under sunny conditions, the Tropical Dragon, which possesses the hidden characteristics of Harvest and the Star Peach Fruit, which is the most "profitable" fruit, seems to have turned into the ultimate dragon that devours the sky and the earth, blocking Antoine's Pokémon. The former substitute and "Flying", which could not be hit by most attacks under the system's fairness principle, became a wall of sighs.

In the clear sunshine on the screen, Antoine could only watch helplessly as the tropical dragon gradually gained the power to destroy the world, and then completely destroyed all his resistance.

"In the face of a fair mechanism, no matter how powerful it is, it is still fake. Some skills are just fairer than others. Don't take it seriously. That's why I said this is meaningless, just for fun."

Patting Antoine on the head, Filio also felt a little sympathy for his friend who had lost the most 52 games in a row at his hands, with repeated defeats and repeated defeats.

"It's just for fun, why are you thinking so hard about it?"

Antoine opened Filio's hand, which was meant to comfort but was actually taking advantage of his seniority, and said angrily.

"I didn't think hard about it, I just thought about it casually."

Philio spread his hands, his face innocent, but he secretly added something in his heart: If you think about it casually, you can find some acrobatic routines from your memory.

"It is indeed a very good use of the mechanism. It seems that you have a deep understanding of sunny weather, Filio. However, these things are not so easy to use in actual combat. You have to remember this. Antoine, take the Let's watch together, I'm going to have a battle with Philio."

Thornton, who was also dirty and was indeed working on building a weather system, didn't know what to say, so he could only remind him dryly.

Then, looking at the students who obviously didn't want to appear again, he decided to do it himself.

"Okay, Teacher Thornton, I also want to ask you for advice."

Philio's smile was very sincere. He really specialized in the fire system and was one of the rare Thorntons to build a prototype of his own system. He had designed a very interesting lineup, especially a lineup that he was very good at.

Wearing helmets, a new round of battle began after the two selected the lineup.

[The battle format is "6 vs. 6", and the number of Pokémon present at the same time is "1". The winner is determined by the loss of combat ability of "all" Pokémon on one side. The number of selectable skills for each Pokémon is set to "4"]

After setting the four settings, the screen began to flash, and the twelve elf balls of the two people were arranged on both sides.

Facing the microphone, the two sent out their first Pokémon at the same time, and ordered loudly:

"Go ahead, Rogue Crocodile! Provoke!"

"Go, Coal Turtle! Saling!"

Then, seeing the rogue crocodile vividly making a provocative pose on the screen, Thornton, who had read the tactics first, darkened his face, and his bronze skin became a little darker.

"Rogue crocodile, black eyes."

"Coal turtle, breathe fire!"

Immediately afterwards, a black grimace appeared behind the coal turtle, and the fire-breathing that was ready to go, hit the rogue crocodile, but it didn't have the final effect.

then

"Go ahead, Big-billed Gull! Fair wind!"

"Stinging Dragon King, water cannon! You are such an actor, come back here!"

"The last is the last, Mr. Thornton. Giant marsh monster, mega evolution! Waterfall climbing!"

Although there were still four Pokémon present, and Philio rarely chose to fight head-on, Teacher Thornton, who had always advocated confrontation, saw that this set was very classic and targeted in Philio's previous life. But after using the quick attack method on rainy days, which is still not well-known in this world, he froze in place.

Looking at the gigantic mega giant swamp monster that looks like a hill, and who is not afraid to use bodybuilding, and the somewhat petite King Yanwu standing in front of it, Thornton has already understood everything. He growled: "Fuck you."

"It turns out that Mr. Thornton will also be beaten into a baby by Philio. It's okay, Antoine, be happy. Rounding up, you are similar to Mr. Thornton. And look, didn't the mega giant marsh monster be defeated by you?"

After struggling to stand on tiptoes and gently patting the shoulder of Antoine, who was nearly a head taller than him, Abe said teasingly.

"That's what I say, but I still feel... so cruel."

Antoine murmured to himself, looking at the battle situation projected on the big screen with a look of unbearability.

There, the Mega Swampert, which was like a demon king, was showing its unrivaled invincibility and defeated Thornton's three Pokémon in one fell swoop before the rainy day ended.

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"Ahem, Philio, your tactical skills are indeed very good."

After the defeat, Thornton's black face actually served as a good cover. At least, he didn't look so embarrassed.

After clearing his throat, he took off the information receiver, stood up quietly, walked to the students, and said loudly:

"Have you learned everything? Philio's tactics are the efficient use of weather. If you are in the wild, you will sometimes find that many Pokémon with the ability to change the weather can last longer than those in similar games. The battle simulator is much longer, and in real actual combat, there will be no limit on the number of skills, and the combat methods will be more diverse. Therefore, combat cannot be judged entirely based on this simulated mechanism. Do you understand?"

"Got it, Mr. Thornton!"

Everyone said in unison, but it was inevitable that a few people had a bit of teasing in their eyes.

Philio himself nodded approvingly.

If the victory or defeat is determined by a simulated battle, even if the league champion is present, he will still have the confidence to fight for [-] rounds. But when it comes to actual combat, at this moment, he actually still has a lot to improve, not just hard power.

Thornton, who knew that his words were not very convincing, did not say anything more. He just emphasized the precautions and arranged for everyone to conduct several rounds of group confrontations.

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He simply turned the experienced teacher Thornton into a baby Fillio, took the little dream monster who was not very interested in this kind of battle simulation that was not real, and ran to a corner of the training ground confidently .

There, there was one of his "good brothers".

The heavyweight non-evolved player in the Academy Breeding House who once served as the temporary partner of the little dream monster when he didn't want or couldn't fight: Bogaman.

Today, it and some Pokémon in the breeding house were also recruited by Thornton to serve as sparring partners.

However, their biggest job at the moment is to rest with Philio, who is fishing reasonably.

"Boom!"

He saw Filio coming and stood at the front of the Pokémon group, waving again and again to Pogaman, whom he was most familiar with.

"Machi~"

The little dream demon happily stepped forward and collided with Pogaman gently in the air, looking very affectionate.

"Good afternoon, Pogaman, have you grown up a bit?"

Not wanting to be dirty, Filio sat directly on the ground, picked up Bogaman in his arms, and gently massaged his body.

Other Pokémon came over one after another and sat in a circle around Filio.

"Bojia~"

Seeing it narrowing its eyes in enjoyment, Philio asked softly an old question again: "Speaking of which, Pogaman, you are so strong now, why don't you consider evolution?"

As a Pokémon with two stages of evolution, it is indeed a rare thing for it to not evolve when its energy reaches level 35.

"Boom!"

Bogaman still shook his head firmly.

This little guy still feels that he is not strong enough at the moment, and he needs to continue to refine and become stronger before he can evolve with confidence.

"Perhaps we have different definitions of power." Filio scratched his head, but he didn't hesitate. He turned around and took out a general-purpose intermediate energy cube, "Well, today's snack is the same as last time. Do you feel comfortable eating the energy cubes that Mr. Miliya prepared for you? They should be better than those in the breeding house?"

"Bojia! Bojia!"

With the food in front of him, Pogaman clapped his hands happily and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

After getting along for more than two years, it has long lost the arrogance of its kind in front of Filio, and it itself is also an alternative among Bogamans. It seems that the Pokémon that is not strong enough is not stingy to take care of it. It is not very old, but it looks like a big brother.

"Don't worry, there will definitely be enough to eat, and there will be plenty left for you to take back to the little ones in the breeding house. Don't worry."

Gently touching the top of Pogaman's head, Philio knew what it wanted to ask, and gave a reassuring answer.

In the past two years, they have worked hand in hand countless times in the battle class, which made their tacit understanding quite deep.

"Bojia~"

Rubbing Filio's chest in satisfaction, Bogaman felt relieved and began to feast.

"Machi~"

The little dream demon lightly landed on top of Filio's head, found a comfortable position, and continued to doze off.

There's going to be a fight soon, so you have to take the time to have a good rest, otherwise you won't be able to play with Kerni at night.

Thinking like this, the little dream demon once again entered a hazy state of half-dream and half-awake.

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Time passes by, and for these students from Yeluzi, the battle simulation is basically a battle of cooking skills. In addition to the Pokémon you own, they are those powerful Pokémon that are considered to have higher racial talents. He punched me and kicked me, and it ended quickly.

Mr. Thornton, who knew his shame but then became brave, took it upon himself to teach the students more than one lesson. He used a Qingtian system that had only been formed in battle simulations for the time being to prove his strength as an outstanding young trainer.

Such a battle also made many students realize that there is no inevitable connection between Philio's ability to beat Thornton into a baby and Thornton himself being a baby.

"Filio! Come and line up! The next item is the actual combat test!"

His hands were formed into a trumpet shape, and this time it was Abe who was calling.

Sitting among the Pokémon, comfortable and comfortable, Filio woke up reluctantly, rubbed his eyes, and looked forward.

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