Chapter 742
Time goes back to the moment before Tyranitar used Giga Impact.
When Milotic saw the terrifying power of Giga Impact, he already had an instinct to tell her.
Unstoppable.
At the last moment, the only instinct Milotic is still using is the Aqua Ring that gives it the ability to stay in the air.
And Aqua Ring... is also an ability to restore physical strength.
Fate, facing Tyranitar’s Danger Land blow, Milotic didn’t use Protect Ability, but instead spurred Aqua Ring frantically.
When the smoke and dust of the explosion covered both sides, Tyranitar and Milotic were already exhausted.
The only difference is that Milotic's Aqua Ring Ability is still voluntary revolving.
And Tyranitar fainted directly during the stiff body caused by Giga Impact.
Shua!
"Tyranitar loses combat capability and Milotic wins! Please Mo Yan, please replace Pokémon!" The referee raised the flag and announced loudly.
Needless to say, the cheers and sighs in the audience turned into warm applause in the end.
It is Milotic and Tyranitar of higher rank challenge.
In fact, everyone knows in their hearts that if it weren't for Milotic's breakthrough, the final victory would undoubtedly belong to Tyranitar.
And even if Milotic breaks through, isn't it still crippled by the crazy Tyranitar again?
And Mo Yan, there are two Pokémon!
Mo Yan took Tyranitar back to the MEGA state and took back the Poké Ball. After some silence, he dispatched Kirlia without the slightest hesitation.
"Three tricks, help Tyranitar win back the victory that belongs to it!"
"Hmph, I only need one trick!"
Kirlia on the field proudly He raised his head, and at the same time as Mo Yan Telepathy, a dazzling blue light was already on his body.
Evolution!
Elite intermediate rank, Gardevoir!
In the audience, Phoebe and Carol looked at each other with excitement, and they finally waited for Mo Yan's strongest Pokémon to come on stage.
The imposing manner of the Elite intermediate rank was unceremoniously released, wave after wave impacted everyone's mind.
This...this...this TM is still the Pseudo-Elite tournament in their memory!
"This kid... is really anxious." After being surprised, Du burst into laughter, and suddenly he became one of the objects that others were about to surpass.
It's a bit sour, but also a little relieved.
Cynthia disguised and sat in the audience. Her Garchomp also broke through to the Elite level two days ago, so she took a leave of absence and sneaked over.
When she saw Mo Yan's Gardevoir, the fighting intent in her heart almost broke out.
"Big elder sister, I know what Kirlia is called after evolution. It is called Sand...Sand...Sand..."
Cynthia touched the head of Mrs. Max next to him, and whispered, "Call Gardevoir, very strong!"
"Hmm, it is Gardevoir. It is still beautiful, as beautiful as the big elder sister!"
Cynthia pursed her lips, obviously being caught by Max Such a pure compliment was pleasing, and he couldn't help rubbing his watermelon head.
"NoBig elder sister, no matter how beautiful you are, you can't touch someone's head. Father said that I will not grow taller!"
Cynthia smiled happily, forbearance Can't help but touch it again.
The father on the side hesitated for a while and still didn't stop it. His son would not lose a piece of meat after being touched twice.
After all, beauty is always easy to be forgiven.
……
On the field, the energetic, noble and indifferent Psychic Queen Gardevoir is in stark contrast with Milotic, who is struggling on whilst at death's door covered in scars.
And when Gardevoir no longer hides its Elite intermediate rank strength, everyone knows that there is no suspense in this game.
However, they all didn't expect this game to end much faster than imagined.
I saw Gardevoir stretch out his right hand indifferently, and lifted it slightly, Milotic was controlled to float for one meter, and Milotic couldn't even blink an eye during the whole process.
Then, Gardevoir's right hand swipes down again.
bang!! !
This is how a huge crack crater with a diameter of ten meters was created, and Milotic lay in the center of the crater and fainted neatly.
Shua!
"Milotic loses the combat capability, Gardevoir wins! The six Pokémons between the player Wallace have all lost the combat capability, so the final winner of this game is..."
" Mo Yan from Darkite Town!"
In an instant, the whole stadium was full of gongs and drums, and firecrackers rang. Everyone gave their applause and cheers to Mo Yan and Wallace without hesitation.
A game, let everyone see the immediate breakthrough, see the evolution breakthrough, and see the MEGA evolution!
See the most beautiful Milotic, see Quasi-Legendary Tyranitar, see Psychic Queen Gardevoir, see a fish that can fly!
I also saw the battle of Elite Pokémon!
On the field, Mo Yan and Wallace walked slowly to the center.
Wallace looked at the cracked pit next to him, and couldn't help but patted Mo Yan's shoulder hard, "Can't you just tap it? My Milotic is too difficult!"
"What about my Tyranitar? Obviously I will win twice, right?" Mo Yan grinned, shaking hands quietly with a little more effort.
"Hiss...that's not it, do you want your Gardevoir to come out for a stroll? I haven't said about you yet, you hide so deeply?"
Wallace wants to shake his hand again Can't withdraw, but still frivolously quibble, and finally hit back.
Looking at Wallace's broad daylight, what kind of proud expression can you tell me, Mo Yan thought that he would be invincible.
"Forget it, I am already Champion anyway, so I won't care about defeated with you."
Mo Yan smiled and let go, as if (dao) (appearance) did not ( On the contrary, Wallace was so angry that he was moving (ran), and he didn't dare to show it directly.
His... my hand still hurts.
After that, the two tacitly waved their hands to the audience, and these were naturally rehearsed in advance.
Looking at the way Champion and the runner-up were chatting happily, the audience couldn't help but feel good about these two handsome, handsome, and most importantly powerful young trainers.
Look, this is the light of Alliance's future!
Charles Goodshow haha laughed heartily, leaving the VIP room very happy.
"Let's go, give us an award for the future light of Alliance!"
"Yes, the president!" everyone responded in unison.
Actually, after the match between Mo Yan and Wallace, Carol and Phoebe also decided the third and fourth place through a 6V6 full-player battle.
Unsurprisingly, Phoebe is a little better than Carol after all, so he won the third place smoothly.
Carol thinks he's satisfied to be in the semifinals, so he didn't lose the slightest bit.
Because it was a match between two beautiful trainers, even if it was the third place match, the stands were still full of seats, and the cheers on the court were once more enthusiastic than the finals.
When the sunset obliquely shone across the Indigo Plateau, the award ceremony of the Pseudo-Elite Championship finally came to a climax.
Mo Yan stood on the highest podium, received the Champion trophy and certificate from Charles Goodshow, and looked at the unabashed envy of Wallace and Phoebe beside him.
"We won!"