Everyone else is a trainer, but you are a swordsman?

Chapter 152 Factions in the Class

Feng walked to the classroom door, but was blocked by a strong figure and stood at the door.

"Student Zhanxiong, what can I do for you?"

Feng asked with a smile on his face and a calm tone, changing the position of the kapok ball in his hand and holding it in his arms with his arms together.

At school, he always had this kind expression on his face, as if his mood and temper would never be affected by anything else. His classmates could only see the bright sunshine on his face.

Just when the classmates next to him thought Zhan Xiong was going to make trouble for Feng again, he changed his usual behavior.

He first gave a standard 90-degree bow, then lowered his head slightly and said politely, "Aoki-san, I'm sorry. I said the wrong thing and did the wrong thing yesterday."

"My father once said that disrespecting the powerful is a suicidal act. I've been reflecting on myself these past two days. I hope you can give me a chance and let me treat you to a meal as an apology."

Are you here to apologize now? It seems that yesterday's plan to "turn enemies into friends" was successful, but we still have to be wary of Zhan Xiong pretending to be friendly and then looking for an opportunity to stab us in the back.

Although Feng judged the probability to be very low, taking risks is not his character. If he is not absolutely sure of doing something, then he must have absolute benefits.

Countless thoughts and ideas flashed through Feng's mind like lightning. To outsiders, it only took a split second for him to respond.

"It's okay. We're all in the same class. This little thing isn't a big deal. Besides, we're already acquainted with each other."

Feng looked nonchalant and generously patted Zhanxiong on the shoulder, creating a scene of reaching an understanding and getting along harmoniously with classmates.

Zhan Xiong just breathed a sigh of relief, but Feng in front of him changed the subject and said, "Of course, if you really feel uncomfortable, just practice with me more in the future. I've always been in need of a sparring partner who can take a beating, haha."

"what?"

When Zhan Xiong heard that they wanted to use him as a sparring partner, and thought of Feng's terrifying strength, his face suddenly changed and he unconsciously took two steps back.

"Let's go, I heard that the cafeteria has released a new dish today, let's go try it."

But before he could refuse, Feng dragged him out the door without question.

……

Trainer School cafeteria, fourth-floor private room.

Feng and Zhanxiong sat opposite each other, with exquisite Kanto cuisine on the table in the middle. Since the cafeteria chef had asked the two and their Pokémon about their appetites in advance, there were many kinds of food but not large portions.

Feng took a bite of the dish, chewed it carefully to feel the flavor, then picked up the spoon and scooped up a mouthful of soup, blew on it, put it into his mouth and tasted it.

"Mr. Aoki, how is it? Is Kanto cuisine to your liking?" Zhan Xiong asked with a smile, pointing at the table full of dishes.

"Just call me Feng from now on."

Feng put down the spoon, savored the taste and said, "It's light and delicious, not greasy."

"Haha, just call me Zhanxiong from now on. Calling me this classmate or that classmate is annoying."

Zhan Xiong's tone no longer contained the deliberate politeness, but instead he seemed relaxed, revealing his heroic nature.

"Although my family's martial arts school is small, this straightforward character is passed down from generation to generation. From my grandfather to my father, and then to me, we all like to speak with fighting and strength."

"Martial Arts School?"

Hearing this word, Feng couldn't help but think of Xiao Ling and the martial arts she taught him. He really had a connection with the martial arts school.

However, the heritage of Zhan Xiong's family is obviously not as strong as that of Xiao Ling's family. Although they are about the same age, the gap in their strength is huge. One is elite level, and the other is intermediate level.

"Yes, he's quite famous in Zhuqing City. You're welcome to visit us if you have the chance. Even if you want to challenge him, my... uh, my father will accept the challenge."

"My father is a strong man who can wrestle elite-level monsters. Although my grandfather is old now and his energy and blood are beginning to decline, he can still deal with one or two quasi-king-level warriors alone."

When Zhan Xiong heard that Feng was a little curious, he began to talk about his family's martial arts school.

This is not a simple show of strength, but a demonstration of one's own value. One wants to compete with the enemy on an equal footing. After all, one has been crushed in terms of hard power and can only make up for it with soft power, which has a sense of "displaying arms".

"So, your family is quite powerful, and it's not considered a small family in Zhuqing City," Feng said.

A family with quasi-king strength is strong enough to apply to the alliance to open a gym.

Most gym leaders in small towns or big cities are gym leader-level or quasi-Elite-level trainers. Only a very small number have Elite-level strength, and some even have Champion-level Pokémon after retiring from the Elite Four.

"Oh, we can only show off our power in front of small fry. In the eyes of the big powers in Zhuqing City, my family is just a thug with some strength."

Zhan Xiong smiled bitterly and drank the drink in the cup.

For someone of his age to know so much about his family's situation, he must have either received a good education or suffered at the hands of a large family.

Feng guessed it was the latter.

"You're from Hoenn, so it's normal that you don't understand the many twists and turns of Zhuqing City."

Zhan Xiong first refilled Feng's drink, then poured himself another one. Holding the cup, he said, "Just look at the situation in the class and you'll have a rough idea."

"That red-haired girl, Elena, comes from an ancient family in Zhuqing City, second only to the Xichuan family. She is the patriarch's favorite daughter."

"And Long Tai, the reason his club was able to gain a foothold and grow so big is because his uncle is the deputy mayor of Zhuqing City and has provided him with a lot of support resources."

"Local faction and foreign faction?" Feng blurted out.

He did not ask Zhan Xiong how he knew or whether the information was reliable. He thought he must have his own methods, perhaps the advice of his elders at home, or they had met before.

"Oh? I didn't expect you knew that."

Zhan Xiong was a little surprised, and spread his hands and continued to say to Feng, "Then you should understand. The students in the class are not only surrounding these two people because of their personal charm, but most of them are also looking at what's behind them."

"Of course, not all of us are their dogs. For people like you who come from other cities or other regions, or like me whose family is neutral, there's no need to lick them. Just make friends with whoever you like."

After learning this information, Feng lowered his eyes and thought for a moment before asking, "Will the struggle between Long Tai and the people behind Elena affect them?"

Feng knows how fierce the confrontation between the two factions is now.

In the previous mission, the outsiders not only took great pains to set traps, but also sent a team of alliance investigators to encircle and suppress Nishikawa Aoi, the family genius. It was obvious that the situation had reached the point of breaking off relations.

If this "war" extends to the pure campus, what will these family children do?

Will innocent children like Feng be implicated by them?