Above the mountain of elves

Chapter 929 What About Me?
Kanto region, Quartz Plateau.

After a whole day of internal training for the Tianwang reserve team, Mark was so tired that he didn't even want to move a finger.

As soon as he entered the door, he collapsed on the sofa and looked up at the ceiling blankly.

Lucario, who followed behind, closed the door silently, and then took out a bottle of Momoo milk from the refrigerator.

"Luka~"

"Thank you, Lucario, as expected, you are the best to me!"

As if he had been rescued, Mark showed an exaggerated smile to Lucario, and then reached out to take the Momoo milk with the bottle cap already opened.

"Gudong~gudong~gudong... cool!"

Lucario ignored Mark, turned on the TV on his own, and skillfully switched to the live broadcast platform of the regional competition.

The next moment, the host's impassioned but nonsense commentary came from the TV.

"That's right! The next thing you will see is a 6v6 all-hands challenge initiated by Zhengxi, the champion of this year's Quasi-Tianwang Tournament.

So who is his opponent?

He is, the genius trainer who has been missing for nearly a year, who also won the Quasi-Heavenly King Championship... Mo Yan! "

"puff!!!"

Moo Moo's milk sprayed out of Mark's mouth like a goddess scattered flowers, but he didn't care about it, he just kept pointing at the figure that slowly appeared on the TV.

"Old... boss!"

The same is the Kanto area.George is currently a guest at Dr. Damu's Institute in Zhenxin Town.

At this time, he was busy helping Dr. Damu collect the data information of the backyard elves.

But he saw a little brother with a hedgehog head running towards him, yelling while running.

"Senior George! Senior George! He he he..."

George stopped measuring and recording the trumpet buds, and turned to look at Dr. Oki's grandson, the hedgehog named Xiaomao.

"He? Who is it that makes you so excited."

"He he he... the owner of your Dark Night Gym! He wants to fight a 6v6 all-hands battle with others!"

George stood up suddenly, and Trumpet Bud ran into the grass in fright.

"where is it?"

"Electric... on TV!" Xiaomao panted heavily, looking at George with bright eyes.

He had inadvertently seen the true strength of Senior George, which was so good that even his grandfather praised him.

But even though the senior is already so powerful, he still keeps saying "my curator is much stronger than me".

Perhaps because he admired George too much in his heart, Xiaomao was a little unconvinced by the "house owner" he called.

You can make the senior talk like this, I want to see how good you are!

Therefore, when Xiaomao learned that Moyan was about to fight Zhengxi, his first thought was to call senior George.

Then, Xiaomao watched George sit on the goat, and rushed to the research institute without looking back.

"……And me?"(_)
At the same time, those who have been paying close attention to Mo Yan's whereabouts in the Dark Night Gym, the headquarters of the various alliances, the Dragon Village, and the Changpan Gym... also learned of his sudden appearance in the first place.

They turned on the live TV one after another, wanting to see how this genius who suddenly disappeared had changed this year.

Regression is unlikely, but growth...how far has it grown?
The lens rotates.

Mo Yan and Zheng Xi are already on the two sides of the standard battlefield.

The referee is also in place, and after the rules of the game are read out according to the script, the game officially begins.

Mo Yan felt the vibrating elf ball on the battle belt, and finally chose the only quiet one.

"Don't worry, we won't let everyone idle when we come back, there are plenty of opportunities to play."

Mo Yan comforted the other partners in a low voice, and then threw the poke ball in his hand without hesitation.

"Sure enough, I still want you to come first for this most commemorative battle, Zoroark!" Mo Yan secretly thought, and the whole person became excited.

A red light flashed, and Zoroark, who was more restrained than a year ago, appeared in the field.

It doesn't bark or shout, just silently waiting for the opponent to come out.

Blaze Monkey!
Zheng Xi's first elf is one of the three Sinnoh royal families, a fire + fighting flame monkey!
And as the referee's flag suddenly waved down, the battle was about to start!
"Flame Monkey, Sonic Fist!"

Without further ado, Zhengxi started a fierce attack. Combining the characteristics of the flame monkey, the Sonic Fist is undoubtedly the most suitable preemptive attack for the opening.

On the other side, Zoroark watched the flame monkey rushing towards him without moving, with excitement and calmness coexisting in his eyes.

Swish!
The wind of the fist whizzed by, and the sonic fist of the flame monkey just brushed Zoroark's right cheek, and flew across.

"Sneak attack!"

The next moment, the silent command sounded, and Zoroark had already aimed at the fragile and soft waist of the flame monkey.

Ambush... the key point!
欻! ! !
The flame monkey's eyes were wide open, and its body was forced to bend into a spear shrimp with iron arms.

Then, the flame monkey flew across the wall outside the arena, smashing a deep hole.

One hit...defeats the enemy!
Look at Zoroark who has not moved since he came out, and then look at the flame monkey who was knocked down by one blow.

The audience at the scene couldn't help swallowing their saliva, and then, there was a loud cheer!
"Speak silently! Speak silently! Speak silently!"

"Zoroark! Zoroark! Zoroark!"

The audience chanted the names of one person and one pet, while they themselves still stood there calmly.

Gao Leng seemed to be saying: "Just shout, and I will lose if you answer!"

A red light brought back the Flame Monkey. The only thing that Zhengxi was lucky about was that he didn't make a big fuss before the game, otherwise he would be slapped in the face now.

However, it is impossible to admit defeat, even if you know you will lose, you have to fight until the last moment!
Because he, Zhengxi, is also the best elf trainer of their generation!

"Ancient Giant Fly, let's go!"

Zhengxi's second elf was a giant dragonfly more than two meters high, and the high-frequency sound of flapping its wings was inexplicably disturbing.

The battle continues!

"Ancient Giant Fly, Primal Power!"

Primal power, a rock-type special attack skill, although the power is average, but there is a certain probability that the elves will be improved in all directions.

And the moment Zhengxi issued such an order, Mo Yan had already guessed that the ancient giant fly had the same acceleration characteristics as the megalodon.

So, let's make a quick decision!
"Dark Blast!"

"Kuso!"

The silent command and Zoroark's actions were issued at the same time again, all because they silently completed the same frequency resonance as soon as they appeared on the stage.

The next moment, the dark explosion began to spread from Zoroark as the center, and the incoming primitive power was wiped out without even making too many waves.

The ancient giant fly could only escape upwards, watching helplessly as the dark explosion covered the entire scene.

……

(End of this chapter)