Mind Master of the Elf World

Chapter 117 Ruthless Destruction of Flowers, Teacher Jing He! (Seeking Monthly Tickets!)

"Boss!"

In Viridian City, Kanto, Sabrina appeared at Team Rocket's base, accompanied by an Alakazam holding two spoons.

Giovanni, who was processing documents, looked up when he heard the voice. He saw that it was Sabrina and, as his gaze swept over Alakazam beside her, he couldn't help but smile.

"It seems your strength has improved quite a bit."

Naza twitched her nose. She appeared to be standing on the ground, but if you looked closely, you could see that her feet were actually a little bit off the ground.

"I don't know what happened. Before, when I meditated and trained my superpowers with Kadabra, it wouldn't evolve. But lately, we've been sleeping, cooking, or watching TV shows, and it's evolved instead!"

Naz couldn't understand this at all.

but.

To be honest, she's actually quite enjoying this kind of life now.

Looking back, I realize how dull and boring my life was back then.

Sakaki smiled slightly.

He had always valued Sabrina highly, after all, she was a psychic with extraordinary potential, and with her powerful psychic-type Pokémon, her strength was beyond that of ordinary trainers.

In fact, not only Sabrina, but Giovanni values ​​all talented people and even has a unique tolerance for them.

"So, all of this was taught to you by that 'Jingzhongzhihe'?"

"Yup!"

When the phrase "the grain in the scenery" was mentioned, Nazi immediately became interested and crossed her legs in mid-air, as if there was a chair under her.

Sabrina awakened her superpowers at a very young age, and her superpower talent is among the best in the history of superpowered individuals, which led to her becoming increasingly cold and eccentric.

She even turned her mother into a doll.

So Naz had no friends growing up because she thought those people were too weak and stupid to be worthy of communicating with her.

Aside from Sakaki, who could convince Naz, she could only listen to Jinghe.

“Boss, I’ve found someone who’s quite good. He’s a real talent. Haven’t you been looking for talent all this time? He’s a good candidate,” Naz suggested.

"Oh?"

Sakaki gave a half-smile and nodded slightly.

"I see."

"Then Alakazam and I will go challenge Mewtwo!"

Upon receiving an affirmative answer from Giovanni, Sabrina smiled and said...

"Then you'd better be careful," Sakaki warned.

"Ok?"

"Mewtwo has been in a bad mood lately."

"why?"

Sakaki didn't answer, but Masato, who was standing next to him, adjusted his glasses and explained:
"Because...the power was recently cut off."

"Power outage?"

Nazi was confused and looked bewildered.

However, she quickly waved her hand dismissively.

"Whatever, we're off now, boss."

Done.

Sabrina and Alakazam's eyes simultaneously glowed with a faint blue light of superpowers, and then they disappeared from the office.

After Sabrina left, Giovanni instructed Makoto:

"Once Mewtwo has vented his anger and calmed down, let's reconnect the circuit in the lab."

Giovanni is actually quite looking forward to seeing what kind of transformation Jinghe can make Mewtwo into.

"Ok."

The bird recorded the instructions.

Then, while Sakaki was resting, Masato hesitated for a moment before taking out a small, exquisitely packaged box.

"Boss, I made macarons."

The next morning.

Jinghe actually slept in and woke up naturally, which was quite rare for her!

It wasn't woken up by Gastly licking it, nor by Vulpix freezing it, nor by the little blacksmith breaking something.

This surprised and delighted him.

Until he saw it.

Haunter is hanging upside down from the ceiling.

Holding the "Thirty-Six Sayings of the Dream Menu" that he had just printed out last night in one hand, and the "Curse Talisman" in the other, he was muttering to himself as he read, as if he were possessed.

Little Six-Tail lay on the ground with "Seventy-Two Methods of Meditation" in front of him, closing his eyes from time to time, and faint superpower fluctuations emanating from his body.

Meanwhile, the little blacksmith wielded his hammer with great force, watching as the "power wristband" gradually reduced its restrictions on him.

Emotions are all about last-minute preparation.

"I'm such a fool, I'm not used to it yet."

Jinghe shook her head, got up, washed up, and then prepared breakfast for her three little darlings.

The quality of the recent power cubes is much higher than before.

Even he could sense the changes in his three little darlings after they started eating those energy cubes.

But the result was...
Gastly and its companions are now even more energetic.

"Alright, let's find some battles to wear them down. If we're lucky, we might even win some prizes."

First place is a no-brainer.

One can only dream of becoming a "move learning machine" in the top eight.

Kanazon Pokémon Academy.

Students who had survived the "ordeal" of the midterm exams seemed relaxed, and even somewhat excited.

There's probably nothing more interesting than watching teachers take an "exam"—watching them fight.

"Mentor assessment" is a regular event held once a semester at Kanaz College.

In fact, this is not only an evaluation of the college's tutors, but also an opportunity for students to choose their tutors.

After all, students who are about to graduate also need to choose a good teacher to continue their studies.

Whether you're pursuing further studies or deciding to participate in various competitions, having an experienced and capable mentor can make all the difference.

Furthermore, the "mentor assessment" at Kanaz Academy is conducted publicly.

It's not just open to the Academy, but to the entire City of Rustboro, the Hoenn region, and even the entire Pokémon world.

This is an opportunity to showcase our teaching staff and advertise for students.

As the largest Pokémon academy in the Hoenn region, Corsair Academy naturally has its own independent and sizable arena – Devon Magma Fuel Arena.

It's just not open to the public normally.

It is only used for student final exams, tutor evaluations, or when Kanaz City holds competitions.

When Jing He arrived at the competition venue as notified.

We discovered that far more people had signed up for this combat-focused "mentor assessment" than we had imagined!
Not only are there non-Pokémon main-type instructors like him who come to "join in the fun," but there are also instructors from multiple types such as breeding, coordination, and tactics.

On the contrary, not all of the instructors from the combat department came.

Under the arrangement of the Academic Affairs Office.

The participating mentors were selected by drawing lots one by one.

Jinghe drew number 15, a number that was neither high nor low.

Afterwards, the Academic Affairs Office briefly explained this year's assessment content, which included standard 1v1 elimination matches and rotation matches, as well as doubles matches, loan matches, and so on.

Aside from "unrestricted battles," almost anything is possible.

Emphasis is placed on a comprehensive quality assessment.

Today, the first day, because there were so many people, we didn't draw the competition mode and directly set it as a 1v1 elimination battle.

Ten o'clock in the morning.

The first round of the mentor assessment battle at the Kanaz Pokémon Academy has officially begun.

The huge arena was divided into several smaller arenas, which accelerated the assessment process.

The audience seats were filled with students, most of whom were there to cheer on their mentors.

Jing He is quite well-known in the Kanaz Pokémon Academy these days, so he received a lot of cheers when he appeared. (In the audience.)

Daigo, Cuckoo, and Aya sat together.

"Teacher Jinghe has also signed up! I wonder how many rounds she'll make it through."

Asha looked surprised.

In her impression, Jing He had strong tactical abilities, but weak combat skills.
"Teacher Jinghe is not only good at tactics, but his strength is definitely not weak," Daigo said confidently.

How many teams with strong tactics would face weak opponents?

Neither Daigo nor Aya had a clear understanding of Jinghe's strength.

"Do not."

Du Juan, however, looked serious and shook her head solemnly.

Under the questioning gazes of Daigo and Aya.

She said slowly:

"Teacher Jinghe's strength is not only not weak, but very strong! Extremely strong!"

Ok?
Then Du Juan smiled helplessly and briefly recounted how Jing He had come to challenge the Kanaz Gym.

"Huh?" Aysa opened her mouth, "Even your dad's Sandslash got beaten?"

That's the main Pokémon of a true Gym Leader!
Du Juan rolled her eyes at her, annoyed.

That's so rude.

But she couldn't deny it either.

Because I was indeed "abused".

Daigo smiled.

He stared intently at Jing He as she stepped onto the battlefield, muttering to herself:
"Perhaps, Teacher Jinghe's true abilities will be revealed in this assessment."

"It seems that taking a shower yesterday really 'worked'."

When Jinghe saw her opponent in the first round, she couldn't help but murmur to herself.

Opposite him.

She was a seemingly delicate female teacher dressed in a traditional kimono.

He's cheering on the Bulbasaur next to him.

From the cheers of the students, I learned that the other person's name was Yujia, and she was a flower arrangement teacher at the academy. Most of her students were also girls who looked delicate and frail.

This was their first match together.

this.
If we beat them too badly, won't it cause public outrage?

"Six-Tails, why don't you go for this match?"

Jinghe took out a Poké Ball and asked in a low voice.

The Poké Ball remained motionless.

The Six-Tails dislikes bullying the weak.

"Hehehe!" (I'll do it!)
Gastly's impatient, sinister laugh echoed from the shadows.

Six-Tails doesn't like it, but it can!

"Six-tailed?"

Jinghe asked again.

"Hey hey hey!" (Me! Me! Can you hear me? Hello! Hello?)

Seeing this, Jinghe sighed.

"Then there's nothing we can do."

"Hehe~~hehehe~~" (That's right, hehehe)

At the referee's signal, both sides are to send out their respective Pokémon.

"Go, Bulbasaur!"

Bulbasaur, a Grass/Poison type seed Pokémon, is nicknamed "Garlic Turtle".

"Na da!"

At the same time, Jinghe also threw out a Poké Ball.

"Then you go ahead, little blacksmith."

"Chirp!"

The young blacksmith gripped his hammer tightly, his face serious.

Gastly: ? ? ?

"What adorable Pokémon!"

"This kind of battle must be really fun, right?"

"How sweet!"

Yujia, who was initially a little nervous, breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing the young blacksmith and cast a grateful glance at Jinghe.

Teacher Jinghe is a really nice person.

As the referee announced the start of the match.

"Bulbasaur, Vine Whip!"

Swiftly—

Two emerald green vines extended from beneath its seed and lashed out toward the young blacksmith.

As the Bulbasaur Pokédex appeared in Jing He's eyes, he commanded:

"Young blacksmith, ice hammer!"

"Chirp!!"

This is also the Blacksmith's first official battle. However, having previously watched Gastly defeat three opponents in the Gym battle, it is not afraid of the battle and is even looking forward to it.

So it didn't hesitate to put all its strength into it.

With a sudden push, he leaped into the air, avoiding the vine whip.

Thick ice crystals instantly condensed on the original small hammer, making the hammer several times larger!
When I saw this scene.

Jinghe regretted it.

"Hey, here I go. (O_O;)"

boom! !

The ground trembled, sending up a large amount of rock fragments and a cloud of dust.

The surrounding stands were completely silent.

pat!

The young blacksmith landed smoothly, slung the hammer over his shoulder, clapped his hands with a smug look on his face, and turned to call out to Jing He.

"Chirp!"

Hammering sleep successful!
The dust cleared.

Yujia's Bulbasaur was seen rolling its eyes, lying quietly in the crater, moving slightly.

"Wow, Bulbasaur!"

Yujia's eyes immediately welled up with tears as she ran toward the center of the field.

The referee's hand trembled slightly, but he still announced:

"The winner, Pokémon Psychology, Teacher Jinghe!"

in the audience.

"This, this is."

"Wow, so ruthless! Such power!"

"You cruel teacher, Jinghe!"

"."

The little blacksmith was waving smugly at the audience when Jinghe quickly grabbed it and ran away.

Long live!
If I had known it would end like this, I would have preferred to send Gastly into battle!

At least Bulbasaur's defeat will be much slower.

This will probably be the top story on the campus network this afternoon!
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(End of this chapter)