I was forced to become a Pokémon master

Chapter 157 I Came to Let You Experience Despair

Chapter 157 I Came to Let You Experience Despair

The first floor of Tianfu City Arena.

Wang Zheng brought Pikachu with his ID card and student ID card to register and report.

There were four or five people in different school uniforms standing in front of him, without any communication with each other. After registering with the staff of the Education Bureau, they took their respective player cards and followed the signs into the player lounge.

After queuing for a while, it was finally Wang Zheng's turn. Wang Zheng handed his relevant documents to the staff of the Education Bureau. After verifying his identity information, they took out a number plate and handed it to Wang Zheng.

"Hello Wang Zheng, this is your player card. During the competition, your number card will be used to randomly arrange opponents. Please keep it safe. Please cheer for the game!"

Wang Zheng took it over and saw that he was number 24.

"There are too many participants this time." Wang Zheng put away his number plate and asked the staff curiously, "How many people participate in the municipal league?"

"There are 32 districts and counties under the jurisdiction of Tianfu City, and each district and county elects one, so a total of 32 people participated." The staff replied with a smile.

"That's it, I got it, thank you!" After speaking, Wang Zheng was about to go to the players' lounge.

"I don't think you need to care about how many people participate, do you?" A disdainful voice sounded at the reporting office, and everyone present looked at the source of the voice.

The source of the voice was a man wearing a light gray school uniform. This man was tall and handsome, with meticulously combed hair and piercing tiger eyes.

But at this moment, there was a disdainful smile on that handsome face, and the tiger's eyes were full of contempt.

"Ah, it's Yang Ji from Tianfu No. [-] Middle School!"

Someone recognized this person, and it was old man Yang's grandson, Yang Ji. Because of his strong strength, profound background, handsome appearance and boundless future, he was very well-known among the student community.

He has always been considered the most popular player to win the final victory in the Tianfu city-level high school student league.

And Tianfu City is the provincial capital of Shuzhou, and it is also the place where the competition is fiercest. Almost the top talents in the province gather here.

As long as the final victory is won here, based on the experience of previous sessions, it is basically certain that the winner will also stand out in the provincial league and represent all the high schools in Shuzhou to participate in the national league.

Therefore, Yang Ji is also considered to be the last person who can represent Shuzhou to participate in the National League.

Afterwards, on this highest stage, he may gain the appreciation and attention of all the bigwigs in the country, and he will have no future!

And now, who is such a promising Yang Ji mocking?

Everyone in the registration hall followed Yang Ji's line of sight, and they found a man in a blue and white sports school uniform. Although he was not as tall and handsome as Yang Ji, he still looked good.

Even if he was ridiculed by Yang Ji in public, he still had a gentle smile on his handsome face.

"He's that Wang Zheng, right? There have been a lot of posts discussing his strength on the Internet recently, and he's not someone to be trifled with."

"But even if it's him, he won't be Yang Ji's opponent, right? After all, how can there be any grievances between them?"

When everyone was chattering and discussing, Wang Zheng, one of the parties involved, just looked back at Yang Ji indifferently, then turned around and left, so he didn't bother to tangle with him, so as not to spoil his good mood.

"So you don't even have the courage to argue with me? A coward, a coward, and a waste. How could a beauty of Sirona's level choose you? Should her eyes be checked!"

Yang Ji yelled, he didn't care if there were other people around to hear him.

Wang Zheng stopped in his tracks. He never expected that Yang Ji would say such a thing. You must know that although their respective grandfathers were competitors, they were also mutual best friends.

He and Yang Ji were also childhood playmates and spent their childhood together, but this childhood playmate has said such things now.

He thought that Yang Ji just looked down on him a little bit. After all, the Wang Zheng before the crossing really looked like a waste, and it was normal for a proud genius like Yang Ji to look down on him.

Unexpectedly, Yang Ji restrained his dislike for Wang Zheng that day only because the elders of both sides were there, and only showed a little contempt.

Now that there are no elders around, he can mock Wang Zheng to his heart's content.

"Pika!" Pikachu, who was standing beside Wang Zheng, had a trace of electric current on his cheek, and it became angry.

Wang Zheng stretched out his hand to stop Pikachu, and then looked around: "Is Leng Lin not here? Are you afraid that the people here will pass your words to Leng Lin's ears by talking nonsense like this? She will definitely be very sad to see our relationship is so stiff."

Yang Ji sneered: "She went into the arena, and I'm here to wait for you. And she will be sad? Then let that bitch be sad. What did she say to me after you came back that day? She has no shame for you? You can be with me at ease? You two men and women must have gone out to do something messy!"

Wang Zheng frowned, this person was completely distorted.

How could such a bold person like Grandpa Yang raise such a narrow-minded grandson with a distorted personality?

"Why do you hate me so much?" Actually, this answer was not important to Wang Zheng at all, he was just quite curious about what he hated about him.

After all, since time travel, I have encountered so many things and so many people. Except for those who were hostile to each other from the beginning, everyone else has a good relationship with him and they all recognize him.

"I don't know either. I hated you very much since I was a child. I hate that you are obviously a waste, but I always want me and Leng Lin to treat you as the boss. I hate that you always show off with your two house owners and Huaxian Tianwang. I hate that you are always clinging to Leng Lin. I hate you"

Yang Ji said that he didn't know why he hated Wang Zheng, but he listed many reasons for hating Wang Zheng.

Wang Zheng touched his chin and thought:

"That's how it is. I hated and envied me since I was a child, and when I grew up, it distorted into the current hostility and contempt. That day I went out alone with Leng Lin and completely detonated his distorted personality."

"Speaking of which." Wang Zheng thought of Yang Jilie's many reasons for hating Wang Zheng, "If what he said is true, I really hated him before. If it were me, I might have already beat myself up. It's a good thing he can bear it until now."

Thinking of this, Wang Zheng couldn't help giving Yang Ji a thumbs up. I've endured for so many years, thank you for your hard work, and I won't let you continue to endure.

Yang Ji sneered: "What? I'm ready to admit defeat now? Am I still looking forward to beating you in the arena? Forget it, if you want to admit defeat, at least have a correct attitude, so kneel down and beg me not to continue targeting you."

Wang Zheng walked to Yang Ji's side with a smile, and put his hand on his shoulder lightly.

Yang Ji wanted to slap Wang Zheng's hand off, but he didn't want a waste like Wang Zheng to touch his clothes with his same waste hand.

He raised his hand halfway, and suddenly froze, his intuition told him that there was a murderous aura locked on him.

Beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Wang Zheng put his hand on his shoulder lightly, put his mouth next to his ear and smiled, "It's really hard for you to endure for so many years. You don't need to endure anymore because I will let you experience despair."

Yang Ji turned his stiff neck slightly, and he saw Wang Zheng's smiling eyes, and the deeper part was—crazy!

After saying this, Wang Zheng took his hand away from Yang Ji's shoulder, and he called Pikachu to the lounge together: "Let's go, Pikachu."

Yang Ji was still standing there in a daze.

"I imitated the feeling of No. [-], and it seems that the effect is not bad." Taking a glance at Yang Ji who was standing there, Wang Zheng thought to himself.

(End of this chapter)