Chapter 709
The Pseudo-Elite Championship is still going on, and Mo Yan has defeated Opponent in the first round of the finals and successfully advanced to one of the top sixteen.
Watching other people's games will naturally not be nervous, but there are also a lot of things to pay attention to. After all, the winners will likely become their next opponent.
The more information you can get from the other party, the more you can naturally prepare.
After two more exciting games, the broadcast began to notify Norman and another veteran trainer to play, without the slightest bit of urine in the middle.
Everyone looked at encouragingly, as if watching warrior Normal as he walked into the entrance aisle.
……
Half an hour later, Norman's four Pokémons were defeated and stopped in the top 32.
Norman's defeat silenced Mo Yan and the others, and finally realized the harshness of the Pseudo-Elite Championship to the new Pseudo-Elite trainers.
Anyone with a bit of foresight can see that Norman's strength is not bad, but it loses in terms of background and time accumulation.
His strongest leave king is no more than the Pseudo-Elite Top Rank, and the veteran trainer opposite, the one with the lowest level is the Pseudo-Elite Top Rank, and the other three are all Pseudo-Elite Peak Pokémon.
But even if that was the case, Norman still defeated the three opponent Pokémon, and finally it was the leave king who was exhausted and lost to opponent.
It's a glorious defeat!
Before Norman left the field, he also received a lot of applause and cheers. Everyone can see that Norman is still young and his future is much more than that.
"It's a pity, I promised to have a good fight with you" Norman said to Mo Yan with a smile.
"Don't worry, I will win it back for you" Mo Yan looked at Norman and said seriously.
"hahaha, boasted shamelessly!" Norman laughed, but suddenly became serious, "Then I can take it seriously!"
Mo Yan grinned, nodded.
"Hey, did the two of you miss us? Mo Yan will have to ask us if he wins the next game!" Phoebe, who is keen to win, immediately refused.
"You'd better win this game first!" Norman curl one's lip stubbornly said.
"Cut! Final First Stage only, it's not a piece of cake!"
"Hmph..."
The one who stopped the two people's quarrel is next At the beginning of a game, Phoebe said that it was okay, but she also did not dare to be too careless, at least she was not sure that she would be able to beat Wallace.
Soon, Carol, Phoebe, Flint, Elektro and the others played.
Maybe it was Alliance’s deliberate protection. In the first round, none of these young Pseudo-Elite trainers were lined up together.
On the contrary, Mo Yan and their opponent are all veteran trainers, and most of them are far beyond them in terms of background.
But as the strongest member of the younger generation, Mo Yan is far from being defeated by the old trainers relying on the accumulation of time!
When dusk approached and the first round of the finals was all over, their "strongest younger generation" also handed in a shocking answer!
Elektro, Cattleya, Marshal, win 1:0!
Carol, Flint, win 2:0!
Mo Yan, Phoebe, Will, 3:0 win!
Wallace, no Pokémon fell in the game, and finally won with a 4:0 record!
Except for Norman who was unlucky enough to be eliminated in the first round of the finals, the other newly promoted Pseudo-Elites all advanced to the top 16!
So far, the newly promoted Pseudo-Elite accounted for more than half of the top sixteen, which completely broke the dominance of the old Pseudo-Elite trainer in the Pseudo-Elite tournament.
Among the crowd, Wallace is naturally the most dazzling one, but the wonderful performance of others also gave them a lot of support, and countless olive branches floated to them like Icirrus Normal.
In the evening, everyone who had dinner returned to their respective rooms to rest.
Recalling the various battles in today's battle, Mo Yan was also a little excited to sleep.
Pseudo-Elite trainers who were rarely seen in the past, because of the existence of the championship, have all gathered together.
Mo Yan can feel his rapid growth these days, and his partners do the same.
Just now, Zoroark and Ariados have reached the Pseudo-Elite Top Rank where water flows, a canal is formed breakthrough, and once again, together with Tyranitar, led the entire team at the level.
And other Pokémon’s have also grown to varying degrees. Even if there is no breakthrough in the past few days of the game, Mo Yan is confident that within a month after the end of the game, they will all go up. Level.
The reason is that the breakthrough on Pseudo-Elite is more reliant on perception. Routine training can only maintain the strength without declining, and the assistance to the breakthrough is minimal.
This is why Du, Steven, and Wallace have grown so fast these years.
As long as there is enough insight, breakthrough can be achieved!
Thinking of this, instead of calming down, Mo Yan became more excited and even hoped that tomorrow's game could arrive sooner.
Since he couldn't sleep, Mo Yan didn't force it. He took the battle belt again and walked out of the room.
The area of Indigo Plateau is very large. There is a jungle behind the hotel where Mo Yan lives. When he walked into the forest not a few steps, he faintly heard some movement in the distance.
"It's so late, is there anyone else as excited as me?" Mo Yan murmured, and then nodded affirmatively.
This is not impossible.
Holding curiosity, Mo Yan took the initiative to approach the place where the movement occurred. He did not hide his footsteps, and the other party quickly found him.
"Mo Yan, how do you know that I am here? No need to persuade me, I just come out to relax."
Looking at Norman with a touched face in front of him, and the money behind him Mo Yan hesitated for the leave kings in training, and finally gave up explaining that it was just a coincidence.
"Your leave king is really strong!"
"It's not that you lost to Mr. Limuhe, Mo Yan, you really haven't changed at all, you won't comfort people at all" Norman Shrugged, and became addicted to the mouth decisively.
He can think clearly. Anyway, he lost the game during the day. Out of sympathy, Mo Yan will definitely understand him.
"I haven't finished yet" Mo Yan's eyes were light, and he continued, "The leave king is very strong, but the other Pokémon are very Normal."
Norman:(* ¯ㅿ¯*;)?
"Looking back on your game, the king of leave was almost one-to-three to make you lose less ugly. The remaining Linoone, Snorlax and Kangaskhan, it feels like a make-up."
"Magu!"
"Kabi!"
"roar!"
Behind Norman, Linoone stopped training, They looked towards Mo Yan with Rage and a trace of grievance.
"Isn't it? If you don't believe it, you can try again" Mo Yan finished speaking and sent Zoroark directly.
"Mo Yan, what the hell are you doing!"
Norman lowered his head, his voice was slightly hoarse, his eyes were already flushed where he could not see.