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The freshman ranking competition has officially begun.
The entire campus was enveloped in an almost frenzied festive atmosphere, with countless streams of people converging into a surging river, rushing towards this iconic building in the East District.
Lin Che walked calmly through the crowd.
Beside him was Xu Qingyan, who had just officially become his girlfriend. The girl's face showed a mixture of excitement and nervousness, and she would occasionally steal glances at her boyfriend beside her.
The other two lively characters in dormitory 401, Chen Hao and Zhang Wei, followed like two guardians, one on the left and one on the right.
"Brother Che, Brother Che, quickly check if my hairstyle is messed up!"
Chen Hao walked almost touching the gleaming shop windows of every store along the road. He anxiously scratched his hair, which he had carefully styled with hair wax. His handsome face, which was usually full of confidence, was now filled with unease.
"My girlfriend is here too. Today is my debut, and I absolutely can't embarrass myself in front of her!"
This rich second-generation who calls himself a "love saint" finally ended his single life in college and found a beautiful girl from the art department.
"rest assured."
Lin Che kept his eyes straight ahead and spoke calmly.
Even if your opponent defeats three of you in a row, you'll still have the coolest hairstyle on the field.
One sentence precisely hit Chen Hao's sore spot, instantly deflated him.
In stark contrast to his roommate's palpable tension, Lin Che's steps were steady and his breathing deep, as if he were not going to participate in a brutal competition that would determine the allocation of future resources, but simply to take a pop quiz.
His heart was as still as a deep well.
From the moment he decided to participate, his goal never wavered.
That is the undisputed champion.
Passing through the crowded entrance passage, the magnificent interior of the arena suddenly opened up. Tens of thousands of seats stacked one on top of the other, all of them now completely full. The deafening roar of the crowd mingled with the rousing music playing on a loop throughout the arena, creating a sonic wave that ignited the blood and assaulted the eardrums of everyone present.
Lin Che's match was scheduled for a later time.
The group found their class's viewing area and sat down. On the huge electronic screen, an opening exhibition match performed by third-year students was being broadcast live.
"Fuck!"
Chen Hao's exclamation instantly attracted Lin Che's attention.
On the field, a Gengar exuding an ominous aura is putting on a performance that can only be described as art.
Its form flickers in the light and shadow, like a ghost wandering in the cracks of dimensions.
The opponent was a Shuttle, known for its defense, but it was powerless against Gengar's elusive tactics.
The pale purple hypnotic waves spread silently, and Hu Hu fell into a deep sleep with just a moment of carelessness.
Immediately afterwards, a phantom shadow separated from Gengar's body and pounced on the sleeping Shuttle, greedily absorbing its life energy.
The classic combination of hypnosis and dream eating.
When Shuckle's trainer finally managed to wake it up with an item and try to fight back, Gengar had already blended into the shadows on the ground, leaving only a series of eerie laughs that sent chills down one's spine.
When the time is right, it will emerge from an unexpected angle and use [Night Shadow] to deal fixed damage.
Just as Shuckle finally managed to bring Gengar to near-death with her tenacious willpower and was about to deliver the final blow, a red light flashed in Gengar's eyes, and an invisible chain of curses tightly bound the lives of both of them together.
【Same life】!
"Boom—!"
With the final blow from the pot, both elves fell simultaneously.
A one-for-one trade at the very end.
Throughout the entire process, the Gengar's trainer wore a calm smile, as if everything was under control.
This tactic, which takes "obscenity" and "disgust" to the extreme, elicited a complex gasp of amazement from the entire audience.
"Are all the upperclassmen at our school this perverted?"
Chen Hao's palms were sweating profusely as he watched. He put himself in the shoes of the Shuttle Trainer and realized there was only one outcome—being tortured to the point of collapse.
"There's no way to fight here, how can we fight?"
Lin Che remained silent; deep within his pupils, the data stream of the [Eye of Truth] was flashing rapidly.
[Pokémon: Gengar]
[Level: LV.45 (Elite)]
[Characteristic: Cursed Body]
【…】
Elite level, level 45.
This data gave him a clearer and more intuitive understanding of the true top-tier combat strength of Shanghai Elf University.
There were far more powerful individuals here than he had imagined, and they were far more formidable than he had anticipated.
But...that's all.
A slight smile curved the corners of his mouth.
Just then, an exciting announcement rang out throughout the stadium.
"Next up is the first round of the competition in Zone B, Field 3!"
"Lin Che, a freshman, will face off against Wang Lei, a sophomore!"
coming.
The noise in the entire venue seemed to be silenced at that moment.
Lin Che slowly stood up.
"come on!"
Xu Qingyan didn't shout out, but her clear and beautiful eyes were filled with trust and encouragement, and her lip movements clearly conveyed her feelings.
"Brother Che! Take him down!"
"Bring glory to our new students!"
The shouts of Chen Hao and Zhang Wei rang out behind him.
Lin Che didn't turn around, but casually raised his hand and waved it behind him.
Then, he started walking.
Step by step, under the watchful eyes of countless people, some curious, some scrutinizing, and some expectant, they walked onto that brightly lit, star-studded stage.
That was his battlefield.
The metallic battle platform made a slight "click" sound underfoot.
Lin Che stopped.
The moment he looked up, a deafening roar erupted from a specific area of the audience, sweeping precisely towards him.
"Go Lin Che! Bring glory to our freshmen!"
"That top scorer is awesome! He beat that senior!"
The shouts of the new students were filled with excitement and anticipation that had been suppressed for a long time.
Xu Qingyan sat in the front row of the class formation, leaning slightly forward. Her fair knuckles were white from the force of her grip, tightly clasped together against her chest. Her gaze pierced through the noisy crowd, fixed firmly on that solitary, calm figure. In those clear, autumn-water-like eyes, her boyfriend's image was reflected everywhere, and beneath the tension lay a deeper, unquestionable trust.
Dozens of meters away on the battlefield, Lin Che's opponent, Wang Lei, a sophomore, had been waiting for some time. He was slightly overweight, with his arms crossed over his chest, and his chin slightly raised in a scrutinizing arc. The gaze he cast upon Lin Che was less like looking at an opponent and more like sizing up a plaything that he would soon be able to manipulate at will.
He looked down on this newly crowned top scorer who had only been enrolled for a little over a month but had already gained fame.
It was just good luck that I managed to contract a Pokémon with good potential.
True combat relies on tactics, experience, and absolute control to manipulate one's opponent. Wang Lei's forte is using his masterful "space team" and "deception" tactics to crush those so-called geniuses.
The referee raised his flag high, his loud voice drowning out some of the noise in the stadium.
"Both players are in position!"
His sharp gaze swept over Lin Che and Wang Lei.
"The competition rules are 3V3 singles."
"If all of one side's Pokémon are unable to battle, the match ends!"
After a brief pause, the flag was suddenly waved downwards!
"Now, both sides, please send out your first Pokémon simultaneously!"
The moment the order was given, a triumphant smile appeared on Wang Lei's face.
Without hesitation, he grabbed the Poké Ball beside him and tossed it into the air with an extremely stylish motion.
Go forth, my most reliable companion!
The Poké Ball traced a precise parabola in the air, from which a red beam shot out, landing precisely in the center of the field.
As the light faded, an elf surrounded by a cold and ominous aura slowly emerged.
It had no physical form; its illusory body seemed as if it might vanish into thin air at any moment. Only its enormous single eye, flashing with a scarlet and eerie light, was fixed on Lin Che opposite it.
A wandering spirit in the night.
The absolute core of Wang Lei's classic "Space Team" tactic is also his tried-and-true starting move.
In the area where the older students were, many people relaxed and leaned back in their chairs when they saw the Wandering Night Spirit appear, a knowing smile on their lips, and began to talk quietly with the people next to them.
They are all too familiar with Wang Lei's tactics.
Once space is opened, the rules of speed will be completely reversed.
At that time, no matter how fast Lin Che's elves are, they will be trapped in a desperate situation of being slowly, ruthlessly, and gradually devoured to death in the face of absolute rules.
In their view, half of the suspense in this duel had already disappeared the moment the Wandering Night Spirit appeared.
However, at the other end of the field, Lin Che's reaction was unusually calm.
Everyone assumed that he would unhesitatingly send out the legendary Arcanine, which could instantly kill an elite-level Golem, to respond with absolute power.
However, Lin Che's actions completely shattered everyone's expectations.
He simply raised his hand and took out a very ordinary Poké Ball from the buckle at his waist.