He knows Pokémon better than me

"The challenges of our Withered Leaf Gym have always been divided into literary combat and martial combat. As long as you win any of them, you can get the spoils of victory in the Gym, an orange badge."

Speaking of which, Ma Zhishi showed a badge in the shape of a little sun, which made Xiaozhi's heart itch.

etc.

Wendou?

Xiaozhi frowned, wondering what kind of operation this was.

Can Wendou still electrify that little Lada until it's charred on the outside and tender on the inside?

Even the little boy Ma Zai next to him was dumbfounded.

It turns out that there is such a thing as Wendou in our Dead Leaf Gym?

Then he glanced up at Ma Zhishi's tall and mighty figure, as if Wendou himself could indeed have the upper hand.

In the past few days, he took the time to recite the attribute restraint list again, and he can probably remember half of it, and his heart is at ease now.

I saw Ma Zhishi yelling towards the back of the venue, and soon, an old man with a white beard and a large frame of sunglasses came out, he couldn't see his facial features clearly, and he was holding a book in his arms.

He was less than 1 meter tall, and he stared at Pikachu as soon as he came out, which made Xiaozhi secretly suspect that this person might be the Rockets' Meow in disguise, right?

"Ahem, this is the president of the Pokémon Club, and also the honorary president of the Electric Mouse Club of our Dead Leaf City branch. He will be the referee for this literary battle." Ma Zhishi introduced.

"Hello, President." Xiaozhi greeted politely.

Seeing this, the president nodded and tossed a candy to Xiaozhi.

"This is magic candy, it can make Pokémon's muscles stronger. By the way, your Pikachu is a bit out of shape..."

Xiaozhi subconsciously unwrapped the candy and stuffed it into Pikachu's mouth. Pikachu swallowed it after a few clicks and shook his ears, but nothing unusual happened.

Another fake.

...

Wendou began.

"Ahem, these are all the knowledge that a normal and qualified trainer needs to know, so the competition begins." The president opened his thick book, glanced at the two, and began to ask:

"First question, what is Pikachu's attribute?"

Hearing this, the corner of Xiaozhi's mouth twitched, what kind of kindergarten topic is this, are you insulting me?

"It's an electrical attribute!"

Xiaozhi quickly answered, but Ma Zhishi pouted indifferently, and was not in a hurry to answer.

"Xiaozhi adds one point, now the score is 1:0."

The president nodded and asked again:

"Second question, what are the characteristics of Pikachu?"

Hearing this, Xiaozhi's face froze suddenly, he really didn't know what Pikachu's characteristics were.

Usually Pikachu likes to take out his own sheets and quilts to sleep when he has nothing to do. Maybe it is a lazy characteristic?

Like to eat, or is it a greedy ghost characteristic?

In the end, he could only hem and haw, and tentatively said uncertainly:

"Is it thick...thick fat?"

By the way, is this really what a normal trainer needs to master...?

"It's static electricity."

Ma Zhishi couldn't help laughing, and then there was a hint of sarcasm in his tone:

"You don't even know the characteristics of your own Pikachu, this is not a qualified trainer."

Xiaozhi was about to refute something, when the illustrated book in his pocket suddenly issued a notification sound.

"Didi, Pikachu, the Pokémon of the bad street, characteristic: thick fat."

Ma Zhishi: "?"

Even the president of the club was stunned. Looking at Xiaozhi's Pikachu, he hesitated for a long time, and finally had no choice but to skip this question. The current score is still 1:0.

"The third question, what props does Pikachu need to evolve into Raichu?"

Hearing this, Xiaozhi was shocked violently, and hurriedly replied:

"Hahaha I know this, it's a power booster!"

Ma Zhishi: "?"

"Didi. Pikachu's evolution prop: power booster." The illustrated book added another sentence.

Ma Zhishi, president: "?"

The question just now confused them very much, and at that second they even had the idea that they were indeed wrong.

But the answer to this question must be the Stone of Thunder. Ma Zhishi's Thunder Hill evolved in this way, and it can't be wrong.

It turns out that the source of all evil is the illustration book, it is really misleading my son...

The score came to 1:2, and the president gave Ma Zhishi the characteristic score just now.

"Question 4, what is the best food ratio for electric mice?"

Xiaozhi: "?"

He finally saw the cover of the book held in the chairman's hand.

"Electric Rat Breeding Manual"

Hell normal trainer common sense.

But now it's time to bite the bullet, and Xiaozhi hesitated again and said tentatively:

"Eat more meat and less vegetables?"

"It's 70% special rations for electric mice + 20% fruits and vegetables + 10% snacks! It seems that you don't know how to breed electric mice at all."

Ma Zhishi recited it backwards, and went down again.

Xiaozhi: "..."

...

Soon he was defeated like a mountain, and he had never heard of the following things, how to rub his stomach to prevent depression, measures to prevent heat stroke, etc.

Even the final big question, which position should be chosen as the best action for the electric mouse XX, made him blush.

The score is 1:9.

Wendou, defeated!

Except for the first question, Xiaozhi didn't get any points except knowing Pikachu's attributes.

"Young man, you are not a qualified trainer of electric mice, why don't you release them?"

After the game, the chairman also put forward reasonable suggestions, but this made Xiaozhi completely angry.

"How can there be so much manual knowledge, as long as Pikachu is happy, that is the most correct! I am right, Pikachu!"

"Pickup...?"

Pikachu turned his head towards him, and Huang Huang's face suddenly turned red.

It is still recalling the knowledge mentioned in the last question.

"Pikachu, you..."

Xiaozhi patted his face violently, clenched his fists to regain his strength, and shouted:

"Men should face hard anus. What kind of literary competition is messed up. Even if I win, I won't accept this badge!"

Seeing that Ma Zhishi was also ignited by Xiao Zhi, he slapped his hands, and the younger brothers quickly cleared a fighting space.

"Although you lost the battle, if you win the Pokémon battle, you can still get my orange badge."

"The rules of the game are one-on-one, and the general I played is my Raichu!"

"Raichu!!"

Lei Qiu, who had been watching from the sidelines, came up, two brown fists bumped in front of him, and the electric sac on his face was throbbing with electric current.

In fact, it is also very annoying to the master's so-called Wendou theory, always talking about body position and body position, why can't you take it out for a real fight that day?

Take it out on your electric mouse today!

Raichu hooked his fingers towards Pikachu who was still blushing and thinking about life.

"Stop scratching Pikachu, this time we must beat this guy!!"

Xiaozhi's voice shocked Pikachu, and he came back to his senses.

It took a deep breath, walked up to Leiqiu slowly with its belly upright, with firm eyes.

The stomachs of the two electric mice were pressed against each other, and neither of them accepted the other, and the eyes were full of lightning.