Chapter 304
Looking at the little couple walking away, Mo Yan turned back, looking thoughtful at the registration method on the big screen.
"Why, want to play?" George took a look at Mo Yan's idea and asked directly.
“There’s just no place to train Pokémon, Sharpedo is also about to break through. It’s okay to go and play” Mo Yan nodded, turned and walked to the registration site.
Soon, after Mo Yan signed up, he was informed that he could go to the scene to check the match schedule after dinner.
The two continued to stroll around on the cruise ship for a while, remembering some of the more important points, and after seeing nothing interesting, they returned to the room together.
Mo Yan released all the eight Pokémon he carried this time, and officially introduced the addition of Ralts to everyone.
Many of them have seen the evolution of Gardevoir beforehand, so they still have a trace of awe.
In the process, Mo Yan keenly noticed Zoroark, who was slightly depressed. No need to think about it, Mo Yan will know when you see it.
As Mo Yan's initial partner, Zoroark has always been the Oldest Big Brother in name for the entire team, and its strength has always been ahead of other partners.
After Weavile joined the team, Zoroark felt the pressure of being the big brother, so the training was desperately crazier.
Not long ago, Zoroark finally clearly overwhelmed Weavile in terms of level and strength, I thought I could finally take a breath.
But didn't expect, Mo Yan directly conquered a Pseudo-Elite Peak Gardevoir this time, which made Zoroark a little frustrated, because it didn't even see the probability of catching up.
"Why, why don't you chat with everyone" Mo Yan walked to Zoroark and sat down, rubbing his furry head vigorously.
"Kuso"
Zoroark leaned his head on Mo Yan's thigh, showing a rare expression of grievances and plea for comfort.
Zoroark's action instantly reminded Mo Yan of Zorua, who hadn't evolved yet, that mischievous little pitiful but strong heart.
Now, Zorua has evolved into a handsome Zoroark, who is far superior to his age, but he is still a little child in terms of age.
"At your age, the strength you have has surpassed 99% of Pokémon of the same age. All you lack is time, it is water milling skills." Mo Yan gently stroked Zoroark, and then again Secretly possessed and leaned to its ear.
"Do you know how old Ralts is? At least several hundred years old" Mo Yan Mega whispered.
"Library?"
Zoroark lifts the head in surprise, looked towards Mo Yan with an incredible look, and then turned to look at Ralts.
Such a little loli has lived for such a long time, it's fake.
"Shhh... don't let it know that we are talking about it behind the back, we can't beat it?" Mo Yan continued Mega whispered.
Zoroark is obediently nodded. Compared with Ralts, he is a baby. It is normal for him not to win. It is strange if he wins.
Thinking about it this way, Zoroark's mood is finally relieved. The boss is still him, and Ralts is the elder, which is different.
Time passed quietly, and it was eight o'clock in the evening in a blink of an eye, and the three Mo Yan had already arrived at the competition scene early.
Mark complained along the way that the two did not tell him in advance, otherwise he would also participate in the competition.
But Mo Yan and George, who have long been used to Mark's thoughts, ignore him at all, and don't want to tell him that they can sign up tomorrow.
At eight o'clock, the audience area was already full of audiences, and the atmosphere on the scene was very warm, driven by the beautiful Host.
Mo Yan, as the first time to participate in this kind of competition, was arranged to participate in the warm-up match at the forefront.
This is exactly what Mo Yan meant, so don't wait.
However, it is obviously not only Mo Yan who participated for the first time, so it was not until the third game that it was Mo Yan's turn to play.
Most of the people who are scheduled for the warm-up match are Rookie and some players with a very low winning rate, so the opening ratio is almost 1:1.
In the eyes of many veterans, the warm-up match is more of a gambling nature. After all, neither of the betting parties is familiar with it, and there are many variables.
For this reason, there is no shortage of people who place bets in the warm-up match, and sometimes it is even more eye-catching than the official match.
Off the court, Mark and George, who have sufficient confidence in Mo Yan, have already bet a lot of money.
There is money to be made, but no profit is not made.
Soon, Mo Yan came on stage, and the noisy cheers around assaults the senses, Mo Yan couldn't help but feel a little excited.
But in order to prevent the spectators from being affected by Pokémon's wartime attacks, the arena was completely isolated by a transparent Barrier.
The noisy sound was also instantly isolated, and Mo Yan slowly turned his attention to his opponent.
A decadent old uncle smoking a cigarette.
In this regard, Mo Yan did not relax, but became more vigilant because of the other's age.
Until now, most of the opponents that Mo Yan contacts are peers, at most three or four years older than him.
But now, Mo Yan's first opponent is an uncle. In terms of time accumulation, Mo Yan has almost no advantage.
The fact is also true. In the off-court market, most people bet on uncle to win.
For those who bet on Mo Yan's victory, a large part of the reason is that he starts with his looks, and buys a happy and willing one.
After all, Mo Yan's age is not convincing, even if he has Outstanding combat power at his age, he is considered a genius.
But here, the best bully is genius.
Regardless of the audience's reaction, with the referee's order, Mo Yan's first round competition on the cruise ship officially started.
"Three Pokémons are used. When all Pokémons on one side lose their combat capability, the game is over, and now the battle begins!"
bang! bang!
Two blue lights flashed, Sharpedo and Manectric appeared on the field at the same time. The moment the two Pokémon appeared, the audience sighed and cheered.
Lost!
Stable!
"My kid, I’m not so lucky." The decadent uncle on the opposite side showed a big yellow tooth caused by smoking, and said to Mo Yan slightly jokingly.
Mo Yan was too lazy to speak, and directly gave instructions, "Sharpedo, Agility!"
The field is a standard battle field, which means that there is no pool on the field, so Sharpedo suddenly flew When he got up, it caused heavy people's exclamation.
Sharpedo who can fly!
A lady who made a bet on Mo Yan threw the ticket away, and now secretly picked it up again.
This battle does not seem to be that simple.
Yes, it is indeed not simple. Facing the Agility flying up by Sharpedo, the decadent uncle quickly issued an order after being surprised for a moment.
"Manectric, Odor Sleuth, then use Thunder!"
I saw Manectric suddenly lowered his body and shook his nose, then looked towards a place abruptly, and then released a fiercely formidable power full of thunder and lightning.
Amidst the thunder and lightning, a deep blue silhouette is faintly visible.
In the audience, the lady once again threw the gambling ticket fiercely away, and secretly screamed "Waste expression!"