Chapter 704
After the preliminary round, the thirty-two contestants who qualify will have a day off to adjust their status.
And Mo Yan also made an appointment with Norman, Flint and the others yesterday, ready to stroll around this lively Indigo Plateau.
In the lobby of Pokémon Center, Mo Yan has Pikachu hanging on his shoulders, followed by a Skorupi on the left, and an Umbreon on the right.
With a pure Black casual outfit, it looks more like a tourist here.
Mo Yan is sitting on the sofa at High Level, and in his hands is flipping through the list of contestants who have entered the finals of this Pseudo-Elite competition.
In addition to the old friends and old opponents such as Norman and Flint, Mo Yan is naturally more concerned about the prestigious old Pseudo-Elite trainers.
But Mo Yan didn't look at it for long, and then keenly felt the sound of two footsteps behind him suddenly lighten up.
Wow
I saw Mo Yan suddenly lowered his left shoulder, and a hand shadow simultaneously swept over the place he let out.
Eh I missed (´▽｀)!
"My X, do you have eyes behind your back, why do you hide so fast!"
Norman’s voice came from behind, and the only response to him was Mo Yan’s squinting eyes .
"Hehe, congratulations, I have entered the final with a complete victory!" Phoebe also ran over at this time and said to Mo Yan with a smile.
"Well, it should be."
"...I suspect that the Mo Yan I used to know is a fake" Phoebe rolled the eyes, I think the narcissistic Mo Yan is very deserves a beating.
Soon, Flint also walked over and joined everyone.
"Where's Elektro?"
Seeing that Flint didn't have the yellow-haired friend with facial paralysis by his side, Mo Yan was still quite unaccustomed.
"Oh, he said he was going to retreat for cultivation, he didn't know where to go early in the morning," Flint said with a shrug.
As soon as Flint finished speaking, a white silhouette suddenly came in.
"Good morning, my dear friends!" Wallace turned around in a circle, and finally stopped in front of Mo Yan, raising his eyebrows and smiling.
"Especially you, my cutest...Skorupi!"
"Squeak?"
Skorupi took two steps back subconsciously, two small The eyes stared hard.
Who am I?
Where am I?
What are you going to do?
Of course, no matter what Skorupi's reaction is, he can't stop Wallace from continuing his "performance".
"By the way, the trainer of Skorupi, how are you doing?"
"...I miss the innocent, cute and shy Wallace of Sootopolis Gym."
咻pu!
Wallace clutched his chest, feeling an arrow hit there. As expected, he always had to pay it back.
In order to prevent the actor in front of him from adding to himself again, Mo Yan quickly turned his head and looked to the other side.
I don't know when, Carol has stood quietly to the side, smiling at Mo Yan and they "fighting".
"Deeply hidden, Axew has also evolved into Haxorus. I heard that it has become one of your Trump Cards?"
"Yes, has your Zweilous evolved? Later Will you play in the game?"
"I haven't solved the evolutionary problem yet, this time I will rely on Umbreon." Mo Yan said, touching the well-behaved Umbreon next to him.
"Khaki!"
When Umbreon heard Mo Yan mentioning himself, he also rubbed Mo Yan happily.
After that, Huashe and Marshal and the others also walked over quickly. After a large group of people converged, they walked out grandiosely, which was very eye-catching.
As the contestants of this Pseudo-Elite competition, Mo Yan, they don’t say well known, but at least they are familiar.
Plus they act together with such a large group of people , Before they got out of 100 meters, they were surrounded by fans on three and three floors, standing in place unable to move.
Flint and the others looked at each other in blank dismay, I did not expect the fans to be so enthusiastic, only Mo Yan calmly took back Skorupi and Umbreon, and released Ralts again.
"I'll go ahead and wait for you at the cat and dog cafe in front of you" Mo Yan just finished speaking, was wrapped in a white light, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Flint and the others suddenly realized that, in a flash, six flying Pokémon appeared in the sky.
Charizard of Flint, Tropius of Carol, Mantine of Wallace, Bang Pheasant of Flower House, Pidgeot of Norman, Mismagius of Phoebe.
Only six people climbed up to their Pokémon as fast as possible, and then flew away under Marshal's dumbfounded gaze.
"Why is there no one... take me to fly?"
Marshal muttered to himself, but his stern and tough face was abandoned and pitiful and unbelievable .
"Just fly away, you deserve to be a Pseudo-Elite trainer. It's so cool to leave!"
"That's it, I'm so envious of them, anytime I can If you want to leave like this, just leave?"
"Wait, there seems to be one left, do you want to go up and sign a name and take a photo?"
"Are you sure he is really Are you a contestant? Why will Lianfei not?"
pu!
"That's right, it looks quite strange..."
pu pu!
"I only like young trainers, I took a walk!"
puff puff puff!
Marshal clutched his "battered" heart, and finally sent a fighting bird that could barely slide in the air, vowing to prove himself once.
Fighting Type Pokémon, it can also fly!
At noon of the same day, news of the finalists traveling in groups had spread throughout Indigo Plateau. Countless people who were shrinking at home went out, obviously also wanting to have a street encounter.
The protagonists of the event have found their own divine ability to find a cat and dog cafe, and enjoy a rare rest time while teasing cats and dogs.
……
In the morning of 2nd day, the final of the Pokémon Alliance Pseudo-Elite Championship officially began!
The thirty-two Pseudo-Elite trainers who have successfully promoted entered the venue slowly under the focal point of ten thousands, accepting the cheers of everyone in the audience.
"Pika Pika!
Pikachu on Mo Yan's shoulders didn't recognize him at all, waving his two small hands excitedly in response to the audience, attracting many contestants to look sideways.
Soon, Charles Goodshow appeared again, routinely congratulating the trainers who have been promoted, and encouraging those who have not been promoted.
Then it was under everyone’s attention. , Officially announced the start of the finals.
The rules of the finals are already well known by everyone. Although the "2+1+1" game mode is novel, there are ten days of preliminary competition time as a buffer, which is enough Let everyone digest and understand.
With the warm-up of Host, the final competition Contest Category table is slowly displayed on the big screen in the center of the venue.
"It’s him ! ”
Mo Yan quickly found his avatar on the big screen, and when he saw the opponent of First Stage, he felt bad.
This person is not someone else. It’s Mr. Higashino who has defeated Norman once.
Good at using...Fighting Type Pokémon!
Mo Yan subconsciously turned his head and looked towards the opponent, and Higashino also looked towards at the same time. Mo Yan.
The moment the two sides looked up, the fighting intent in their hearts began to burn.