The next morning came the final test for Pokémon Studies.
Under the supervision of three examiners, each student would battle three randomly selected candidates in Pokémon battles. They did not necessarily have to win all three, but if they lost all three, they could forget about passing.
The grading criteria varied, including whether they won, their reaction speed, whether they won at the lowest possible cost, whether they weakened their opponent as much as possible even in defeat, and so on... All in all, the grading criteria came in every shape and form, but securing the most splendid victory was what mattered most.
Three middle-aged people, two men and a woman, were already seated at the judges' table, with a regulation battlefield before them. Cheng Tian and a boy stood on opposite sides.
"The students taking this round of the examination are Cheng Tian and Ji Ba."
"Come fill out these forms. Once you've confirmed everything is correct, get ready to begin the match."
After filling in their information on the forms, both returned to the field. Ji Ba stood on the right with a disdainful smile. "Buddy, you're out of luck running into me. I'm the district's top competitor. If you know what's good for you, hurry up and surrender. Save your strength for the next match."
"Oh." Cheng Tian smiled and nodded.
"Good, you know what's good for you. Just go tell the examiner you surrender."
"Oh."
"Stop just saying 'oh.' Are you an idiot or something?"
"You're the idiot, spewing all that crap. Fussing and nagging like a woman."
Cheng Tian could tell at a glance that his opponent wanted to throw him off with trash talk, so he simply countered it. For someone that big, the guy looked like a complete oaf, and even his trash