Chapter 91

"You really dare to ask for the moon—do you think Legendary Pokémon are cabbage?"

Bai Jing stared at him in shock, "A renowned doctor can't even get a Legendary? No way, no way!"

Fuck! This kid really deserves a beating!

Cao De rubbed his temples in pain—he shouldn't have called him over.

"Don't try to provoke me; no matter how much you provoke me, I still can't get a Legendary!"

"Fine!"

Bai Jing sighed deeply, "My admiration for my advisor has vanished completely!"

He turned away in disappointment!

"Brat, stop right there!"

Bai Jing's eyes lit up—there was a chance!

"Respected Professor, is there something else you need?"

Cao De gritted his teeth, "I can't get you a Legendary, but I can get you a Dragon-type with King potential!"

He'd been forced into this by his own student, but as an advisor, he couldn't lose face!

"It's fine, Professor, a King-level Dragon-type is already great—I'm not picky!"

A King-level Dragon-type is great? You really dare to say that!

"It's settled then—on one condition: you must win the tournament and make me look good!"

"Of course! I'll make sure you're beaming with joy… wait, no—flushed with pride!"

"You can go now. I can't stand looking at you."

"No problem, I'll vanish right away!"

Bai Jing secretly rejoiced—this was an unexpected windfall!

As time passed, more and more people arrived—not just freshmen, but upperclassmen came too.

With the start of term just days away, many upperclassmen arrived early, just to watch the freshmen's matches.

After all, the Newcomer King each year was always the center of attention.

Principal Guan Bei arrived amid a crowd of admirers.

"There are quite a few people here today!"

"Students, your seniors and upperclassmen have come to watch your matches—give it your all and aim for a high ranking!"

"Now I announce the competition rules!"

"Three participants are randomly paired to fight in rotation; it's best-of-three matches. If you win two in a row, you advance directly to the next round, and so on, until a champion is decided."

This method was good—it prevented two strong competitors from meeting too early and being eliminated prematurely.

"This has been the rule in past years, but it's utterly unoriginal, so this year I'm adding one more rule."

An unexpected twist?

Everyone stared at Guan Bei, wondering what trick he had up his sleeve.

"The new rule is this: anyone who wins ten consecutive matches advances directly to the finals!"

"That means defending the ring—anyone can challenge you, but you must win ten straight battles."

The crowd gasped and erupted into heated discussion!

"Win ten straight matches? Impossible!"

"The Pokémon used in competition are still weak; their stamina won't hold up."

"Exactly—no one can even manage three matches, let alone ten. Even Dragon-types, famed for their physical strength, can't do it!"

"Worse still, the Principal said anyone can challenge you, meaning you'll face type disadvantages—making it even harder."

"All things considered, the Principal's new rule is meaningless—anyone who tries to defend the ring is a Shazicai Society member!"

Not just freshmen shook their heads; even upperclassmen thought it was impossible.

Seeing their reactions, Guan Bei smiled, "Of course, this rule is just my temporary suggestion—if you think it's impossible, just ignore it."

"By the way, if you choose to defend the ring and lose, you're immediately eliminated—no second chances!"

"But challengers are different: even if you lose, you can still keep competing."

The crowd fell silent—this rule was clearly designed to target the defender.

What was the Principal thinking? Making it this hard—does he really think anyone will step up to defend?

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

Bai Jing treated it like a joke—such a disadvantageous move? Of course a smart guy like him wouldn't do it.

So he shouted loudly, "Principal, you can step down—your gimmick is only for Shazicai Society members!"

Then he ducked behind Student Yun Ying!

The other guy stared at him, utterly bewildered.