Chapter 525
Wallace has changed so much that Mo Yan hasn't slowed down for a while.
I still remember that Mo Yan went to Sootopolis Gym as a guest. After packing up Wallace’s three senior sisters with eyes high above the top, he took the initiative to challenge Mo Yan in order to give Sootopolis Gym a breath. .
Milotic vs. Sharpedo, the final winner is Sharpedo.
Wallace at that time was just a Common genius who went wrong in the eyes of others.
Because he is not recognized by the people around him, his personality is suppressed to a little silence and low self-esteem.
Look at now, oh yo yo, don't be irritated, there are fanboys with attendants crowding round around at any time, which is completely liberating Wallace's nature.
Mo Yan thought naively before that when Wallace really becomes a Hoenn Champion, this battle might make him play for a lifetime.
But with the steady improvement of the Pokémon's strength, Mo Yan suddenly felt, why subconsciously think that he is inferior to Wallace?
Today I can defeat you once, and in the future, I will also be able to defeat you countless times!
Heart of Powerhouse, it often takes countless geniuses to climb up, in order to finally take shape!
Looking back at what Wallace looks like now, Mo Yan added another reason to defeat him in the heart.
Damn, father’s chin is something you can pick if you want?
Have you asked my opinion?
Do I know you so well?
Spicy Chicken Wallace!
After the laughter, a few people who were not familiar with each other, but because of Wallace's unusual release, the atmosphere became extremely active.
Of course, Mo Yan looked colder throughout the whole process. He watched the other three chatting happily, thinking about whether to challenge the limit of human flexibility again.
Well, it can be replaced with a neck this time.
Since Mo Yan has been on their way for several days, Wallace took the initiative to arrange for them to stay in and rest after having a sumptuous dinner in a seven-star hotel.
"Mo Yan, I will come over at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning to ask you to set off, to see the game I organized with great effort."
Wallace stood in front of the room, mysterious and Said secretively to the three of Mo Yan, and didn't forget to wink them handsomely.
"peng!"
The answer to him was the sound of Mo Yan closing the door without the slightest hesitation.
"Boss, isn't it impolite to be this way?" Mark now thinks of civility and politeness.
"After eating a big meal, I turned to someone else? When did my Darkite Gym send you a meal?" Mo Yan's eyes flashed cold, and Mark stood up and saluted obediently, not daring to say another word .
"Hmph, Rest!"
Mo Yan turned his head and walked into the room, then turned on the computer, and started to browse the latest news.
Rest? Can the Rest in youngster's mouth be Rest?
Don’t scan hotspots, watch dramas, chat, and lie down if you really can’t stand it?
Then lie on the bed, use the phone to scan the hot spots, watch the show, and chat.
When the phone smashed his face, I realized that I couldn't sleep, and then I really closed my eyes and started Rest.
Then, Mo Yan of the cultivation turned to his news in Veilstone City, and after a while, he felt unimportant again.
Compared with tomorrow’s news headlines, the previous one is a bit drizzle.
...no words for a night...
In the morning of 2nd day, Wallace of Sao Bao came to call for someone on time, and Mo Yan had already seen last night's report on the computer.
However, after a whole night of mental adjustment, he has been able to face it calmly, restraining himself from not looking at Wallace's neck, and not thinking about the limits of human flexibility.
In Wallace's words, the headline this thing, you get used to it.
"Brother Wallace, is the contest we're going to watch in a while, is it really that contest dazzling? Can Pokémon really make those special effects?" Mark couldn't help but ask again on the way .
Mo Yan was surprised. Mark fell asleep without falling down last night and did his homework?
"Those are not special effects, they are all Pokémon's hard training, a little bit of figured out.
What we show is the charm of PokémonIt is the battle of Contest!"
Wallace saw Mark paying attention to his game. On a whim, he couldn't help but sigh loudly in front of everyone, each minding their own business.
But they also have a group of fanboys accompanying them. Not only did they not feel embarrassed, but they screamed again.
Mo Yan recalled the Wallace he saw in previous life. Although it was the same assault, he was not so mad, right?
These years...what have you experienced?
Or is it just because you are young and frivolous and ignorant?
Mo Yan shook the head, too lazy to think, and turned his attention to the new type of competition that Mark and George kept talking about.
"Performance match?"
Mo Yan pondered for a while, thinking that this is the future boom, and the popularity is almost comparable to the Contest tournament of the Alliance conference.
However, the Contest tournament is currently only famous in a few small cities in the Hoenn Region.
For Sinnoh Region, it should have just been contacted. No wonder Wallace kept saying that this game was organized by his hard work.
From the hotel, the entire group arrived at the competition venue in only ten minutes.
Looking at the Contest water stage with a blue overall tone, Mo Yan thought this was the prototype of the Wallace Cup in the future.
"Would you like to try it too?" Wallace directly invited the three of Mo Yan, and specially gave Mark an electric look in Provoke.
"Ah!!!"
Mo Yan frowned, listening uncomfortably to the sharp Growl coming from around, cursed Wallace secretly in his heart.
"You damn it, you can always send out charming stuff!"
"Try it" Mo Yan eyes slightly narrowed, isn't it the Contest tournament? I haven't eaten it. Mamoswine meat hasn't seen Mamoswine run yet?
I've seen Mamoswine run together!
"I want me too!" Mark, who likes to join in the fun, will naturally not refuse. Now that the boss has participated, there is no reason not to go.
"Where is the George brother?" Wallace turned his head and blinked at George again, naturally, there was a burst of electricity.
"I'll cheer everyone on" George chuckled, blinked his eyes as well, and slapped the current back. After all, his looks are not bad.
"Okay, the auditorium is over there. I will take Mo Yan and Mark to sign up first."
"Well, please, leave me alone" George nodded, Walked to the auditorium by himself.
Wallace angered Mo Yan and hooked his fingers to the two of Mo Yan, which caused the surrounding fanboys to scream again, and then satisfactorily took them to the backstage to sign up.
"You are all participating in the performance match for the first time, so I will arrange you to a later point, so it is better to see other people's performances first, okay?" Wallace arranged very understandingly .
"No problem!" Mo Yan nodded, he also felt that the protagonist was going to make his final appearance.
"Then I will put you in the bottom two or three," Wallace said as expected.
"Why isn't it the last one or two?" Mo Yan asked with a frown.
"Because I am the last one" Wallace grinned, "Of course the protagonist will be the last to appear!"
"...oh"