Immediately afterwards, a black grimace appeared behind the coal turtle, and the fire breath that was ready to go hit the rogue crocodile, but it had no final effect.

And then...

"Go ahead, big-billed gull! Fair wind!"

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

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"The last one, Mr. Thornton. Swampert, mega evolution! Climb the waterfall!"

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, I froze in place.

Seeing the mega swamp monster, which is as eye-catching as a small mountain and showing off its muscles without scruples, and the Yanwu King who looks a bit petite standing in front of it, Thornton has understood everything.

He growled: "Fuck...fuck..."

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"It turns out that Mr. Thornton will also be beaten into a baby by Philio. It's okay Antoine, be happy. Rounding off, you are almost the same as Mr. Thornton. And look, wasn't Mega Swampert defeated by you?"

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

"I say that, 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 Swamp Monster, 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?"

"I understand, 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 in agreement.

If 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 300 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 confrontation.

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Philio, who simply beat the experienced teacher Thornton into a baby, took the little dream demon who was not interested in this kind of combat simulation that was not a real sword and gun, and confidently ran to a corner of the training ground.

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

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

Today, it and some Pokémon in the breeding house were also brought over by Thornton to serve as training partners.

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

"Bojia!"

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

"Machi~"

The little dream demon happily came 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, Philio 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 Filion.

"Bojia~"

Seeing it squinting 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.

"Bojia!"

Bogaman still shook his head firmly.

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

"...Maybe we have different definitions of powerful." Filio scratched his head, but he didn't hesitate. He turned around and took out a general-purpose intermediate energy cube, "Well, today's addition

Meal, did the energy cubes that Teacher Milia and I prepared for you last time taste good to you? They should be better than those in the breeding house?"

"Bojia! Bojia!"

With the delicious food in front of him, Pogaman was so happy that he clapped his hands and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

After more than two years of getting along with each other, it has long lost the arrogance of its kind in front of Philio, and it is also an alternative among Bogaman, focusing on carving itself, treating its companions and the breeding house.

It seems that the Pokémon who are not strong enough are taken care of. Although they are not very old, they act 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 guys in the breeding house, don't worry."

After gently touching Pogaman's head, Philio already knew what he wanted to ask and gave him a reassuring answer.

In the past two years, they have worked together countless times in combat classes, which has given them a deep understanding.

"Bojia~"

After rubbing Felio's chest with satisfaction, Bogaman felt relieved and began to eat happily.

"Machi~"

The little dream demon gently landed on Filio's head, found a comfortable position, and continued to take a nap.

There will be a fight soon, so you must take the time to have a good rest, otherwise you will not 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. 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. As soon as you

Punch me and kick me, and it will be over quickly.

Mr. Thornton, who knew his shame but then became brave, took matters into his own hands and taught the students more than one lesson. He proved his strength as an outstanding young trainer with a sunny system that has only been formed in battle simulations for the time being.

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!"

The hands were formed into a trumpet shape, and this time the caller became Abe.
Chapter completed!