Chapter 15: Winning Streak

As Lian Ni Chang had said, the battle ended after just a single move.

Lin Mo rubbed his chin, glanced at the Strong Chicken in the distance, and muttered softly, "This Strong Chicken's strength is far beyond what I imagined!"

If he hadn't eaten the Poison-type tree fruit, Lin Mo truly would have had no confidence in dealing with this Strong Chicken.

"Number 9!"

"Number 9!"

At that moment, shouts came from afar.

A middle-aged teacher in a light-brown shirt waved at them from over there.

"Is it my turn?"

Lin Mo then realized, he himself was number nine.

With that in mind, Lin Mo quickly came to the match arena.

A girl with twin ponytails stood inside the arena, looking up at Lin Mo.

The girl wore brand-name clothing, and a sparkling, crystal-clear diamond necklace was especially conspicuous.

Obviously, she was another daughter from a wealthy family.

"Come out, my little treasure!"

Only seeing the girl shake her wrist, a Spirit Ball had already been tossed steadily in front of her.

With a "pop", a burst of red light instantly surged from the Spirit Ball.

Looking from afar, a sturdy little fire dragon stood before the girl, emitting low growls.

"Dingdong! A little spirit little fire dragon detected ten meters ahead!"

【Little Fire Dragon (Fire Type)】

【Level: Level 14 (Novice Rank)】

【Trait: Fierce Fire】

【Skills: Fire Spark, Claw, Cry, Dragon Breath】

【Potential: Elite Level】

A level 14 little fire dragon is only two levels away from evolution.

Although its potential is only Elite Level, for such a wealthy young master, fire-type tree fruits are never lacking.

"In that case, then it's decided—you're the one!"

Lin Mo looked at the Spirit Ball in his hand, flipped his wrist, and swiftly threw it out.

With a "pop", a light-brown little spirit had already appeared before him.

The vibrating-winged Da Zhen Feng flew, its pair of sharp insect eyes fixed tightly on the opposing little fire dragon.

"You actually chose such a weak insect-type little spirit?"

The moment the girl opposite saw the Da Zhen Feng, she slightly froze, then the corner of her mouth curled into a smile.

"Hehe, look, it's actually a battle between the little fire dragon and the Da Zhen Feng!"

"I think the little fire dragon can defeat the Da Zhen Feng with just one move!"

"The Da Zhen Feng? Even a dog wouldn't want it!"

……

The surrounding classmates, seeing the Da Zhen Feng's appearance, all laughed and said.

From everyone's tone, it's easy to infer that they fundamentally looked down on the weak little Da Zhen Feng.

"Little fire dragon, crush that Da Zhen Feng for me!"

The girl appeared very confident, shouting with her head raised.

Just like the girl, the little fire dragon likewise looked down on this tiny insect-type Da Zhen Feng.

Planting its sturdy hind legs, it lunged toward the Da Zhen Feng.

"Grinding! Random Strike!"

Lin Mo's eyes were calm, his mouth slightly open, and he immediately made a decision.

"Screech!"

Two steel needles lightly rubbed, producing a piercing buzzing sound.

In an instant, streaks of white light appeared on the steel needles.

Grinding: The next strike will surely hit a vital point.

"Whoosh!"

Accompanied by a sharp tearing-through-air sound, the Da Zhen Feng instantly appeared before the little fire dragon.

The sharp steel needles swiftly stabbed out.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two successive tearing-through-air sounds rang out, and the steel needles instantly pierced the little fire dragon's body.

The attack was like a dragonfly skimming water.

However, two bowl-sized wounds appeared on the little fire dragon's body.

Bright red blood instantly spurted from the little fire dragon's body.

The Da Zhen Feng was like an assassin, striking once and then retreating.

It gave the little fire dragon no chance to retaliate even slightly after being seriously wounded.

"Whimper!"

The seriously wounded little fire dragon let out a miserable cry and directly knelt on the ground.

Since being tamed by the girl, it had never suffered a single injury, each day getting whatever it wanted.

There has never been an official battle.

Now, severely wounded, it doesn't think about facing the enemy, but instead spreads its two feet.

It collapses on the ground, crying out in agony.

It looks exactly like an underage little fire dragon baby.

The girl opposite, the moment she saw her beloved little fire dragon fall wounded, immediately rushed over.

The teacher beside them, seeing this, raised a hand and announced the result.

"Da Zhen Feng wins!"

As the teacher finished speaking, the surrounding classmates widened their eyes, exclaiming repeatedly:

"This can't be a joke, the little fire dragon lost to Da Zhen Feng!"

"This little fire dragon is so weak!"

"What trash, if my mighty strength stepped in, I'd smash Da Zhen Feng with one punch!"

Listening to the mocking voices around his ears, Lin Mo didn't care.

What's the point of gaining a verbal advantage?

"Stomp! Stomp!"

As a series of footstep sounds rang out, Lian Ni Chang's startled voice came from behind:

"Ah, it ended so quickly?"

At this moment, Lian Ni Chang's face was full of astonishment, unable to believe that Lin Mo actually finished the battle so quickly.

Lin Mo gave a faint smile: "Lucky, I ran into an Insect-type Small Spirit with no combat experience!"

"What a pity!"

Lian Ni Chang's face was full of disappointment, pursing her lips: "If I had arrived earlier, perhaps I could have seen your match!"

"Hehe!"

Lin Mo let out a light laugh, glanced at Lian Ni Chang, and said: "There should be another match today."

There are two matches each day; now, after the morning match ended.

More than 120 participating classmates entered the second round.

The same drawing ceremony.

And as the number of students decreased.

In just half an hour, all the draws were completed.

"Number 12!"

Looking at the number in his hand, Lin Mo naturally turned his gaze toward Lian Ni Chang ahead.

Lian Ni Chang, as if sharing a telepathic bond, also took out her number.

"Number 11!"

Lian Ni Chang showed regret: "That means our match times should be very close."

Lian Ni Chang was still very curious about Lin Mo's Da Zhen Feng.

According to the knowledge in the teacher's textbook.

Da Zhen Feng is just an Insect-type Small Spirit that grows extremely fast.

Its speed and attack power are strong, with great potential.

But looking at Lin Mo's expression, it seemed as if he were holding a powerful starter Pokémon.

Lin Mo's mystery made Lian Ni Chang very curious.

The second contestant was a male classmate.

His Small Spirit was an 11th-level little Rattata.

Like Lin Mo's, both were very ordinary Small Spirits.

To Da Zhen Feng, they posed no threat.

They were both taken down with a single move.

After all, they were students who had just obtained their Small Spirits not long ago.

Having Mid-Beginner Level strength Small Spirits means the families are either rich or poor.

They give their Small Spirits a batch of attribute fruits and even more precious attribute treasures.

After a rough cut, Lin Mo found that his 18th-level Da Zhen Feng was not the strongest.

The strongest belonged to a sharp-witted classmate.

The Small Spirit in his hand was a Bellsprout.

Bellsprout (Grass/Poison type)

Level: LV19 (Mid-Beginner Level)

Ability: Lush

Moves: Impact, Vine, Growth, Razor Leaf, Hypnosis Powder, Poison Powder

Potential: Elite Level

In Lin Mo's view, among all these Small Spirits, only this Bellsprout is somewhat tricky.

But by exploiting Bellsprout's sluggish speed, there is still a chance to win.