Something is wrong with my Pokémon

The news that Lu Cheng participated in the finals immediately caused a stir in major forums at home and abroad.

But to everyone's surprise, none of the major prediction websites were optimistic about Lu Cheng.

After all, Lu Cheng's opponent is Ichiro Sakata, who is known as the No. 1 neon youth generation and won two consecutive sword trial championships at the age of only 25!

According to online analysis posts, Sakata Ichiro's growth experience is surprisingly consistent with Lu Cheng's.

Both were born in an ordinary family. Ichiro Sakata entered the dojo to practice at the age of 15, and in just one year he received the profound inheritance of Fugenryu.

In the next five years, Ichiro Sakata traveled to various major venues and was recognized by many masters. Finally, he was accepted by the King of Insects as his disciple.

His Iron Mask Ninja combines moves from many schools and performed amazingly even in the Neon National Competition.

Back then Ichiro Sakata broke into the semi-finals of the Neon National Competition with just this Iron Masked Ninja.

It can be predicted that in 1V1 singles, even Lu Cheng is definitely no match for Ichiro Sakata!

For a time, there was a lot of discussion on the forum, and people couldn't help but worry about Lu Cheng.

"I've seen the video of Sakata Ichiro's battle. That Iron-faced Ninja is so awesome. Neon's national competition all depended on this Iron-faced Ninja to penetrate six!"

"Sword dance plus the acceleration characteristics of the Iron Mask Ninja, even if you are a road god, the chance of winning is slim..."

"How is that possible! Have you forgotten that Lu Shen also has a Lizard King!"

"U1S1, the swordsmanship competition has restrictions on moves. Even if the Lizard King comes on stage, he may not be able to win."

A storm was coming, and on the eve of the sword trial meeting, a gray-haired old man rushed to Osaka.

The person who greeted him was Ichiro Sakata, who was unanimously optimistic in the competition area.

"Teacher," Sakata Ichiro said respectfully, "After tomorrow's competition, please teach me the new Yin-ryu Iai Slash!"

"Are you so sure that you can win?" The old man smiled.

"If I didn't have confidence, I would have already lost before the game." Ichiro Sakata said.

The old man laughed loudly: "If you can really defeat that boy, I will teach you the Iai Sword in the competition!"

Ichiro Sakata looked at the old man's back respectfully.

Kamiizumi Bladeshin is a king-level trainer who is revered as the "Sword Master". His Iai Slash is said to be comparable to the Sword Master who "cut the sea with one sword" during the Warring States Period!

The reason why Sakata Ichiro participated in this sword trial competition was precisely because the winner would get the opportunity to compete with Ueizumi Bladeshin.

And this opportunity may give Ichiro Sakata a chance to break through to become the King of Heaven!

"Tomorrow's game..." Sakata Ichiro's eyes were stern, and his hands were clenched into fists, "I must win!"

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"Neon's genius trainer?"

"Yes, he has reached the level of a quasi-king in five years and is known as the No. 1 of the young generation!"

Lu Cheng looked at the information provided by Asai Takashi and couldn't help but cursed in his heart.

Doesn’t this look very genius?

In four years, some people have become kings.

"By the way." Lu Cheng suddenly said, "If I win, can I have a duel with the Neon King?"

Asai Takashi was slightly surprised: "Yes... Although Mr. Kamizumi has retired, he is still regarded as a king-level trainer."

"If you win, you will have the opportunity to compete with the old man."

Lu Cheng nodded and fell into deep thought.

After many years of retirement, unless new elves are bred, the physical fitness of both the elves and their trainers will decline.

This sword master should be the type who only cultivates one elf.

It just so happens that you can also take the opportunity to examine the gap between yourself and the senior king.

As for tomorrow’s game…

Lu Cheng muttered: "Mr. Asai, help me re-report the elves that went into battle tomorrow."

Asai Takashi was suddenly startled: "Which elf do you plan to send?"

"The Lizard King."

In April, under the spotlight, the finals of the Neon Sword Trial Conference finally kicked off.

As a national event that attracts a lot of attention from Neon, this competition has a reason that everyone has to watch.

Because of this competition, one of the contestants participating in the finals turned out to be the champion from China.

If he were to win the championship in the Sword Trial Tournament, wouldn't it be an insult to Neon Kendo!

Therefore, when Lu Cheng appeared on the stage, there were overwhelming shouts and cheers.

"Go home, this is not a place for children!"

"Can the little baby know how to use a sword? I'm afraid Ichiro Sakata will scare him so much that he wets his pants!"

Even though it is a national-level event, there is no shortage of such low-quality audiences.

The fans who came from China and traveled thousands of miles to come here, however, they withstood the pressure and proudly raised the red Gyarados flag.

"Lu Cheng, come on!!"

"I really don't know what's so good about it. You've been beaten to the finals by Lu Shen, why are you still booing like this?"

"Does the Neon Man not know what to do in the library?"

"Xiao Lu Cheng, kill me!"

The commentator loudly said with extreme partiality: "Now, let us welcome the talented swordsman from Hokkaido, Sakata Ichiro!"

Cheers suddenly surged, and the advantage from the home court made Lu Cheng's fans temporarily quiet.

Ichiro Sakata walked onto the battlefield with dignity and provocation in his eyes.

"I wonder if the champion of China is also so good at singles."

"You can give it a try." Lu Cheng smiled slightly.

"Just because of your biting land shark?" Ichiro Sakata sneered, "Even the Lizard King has no chance of winning!"

Strong self-confidence is the key to Ichiro Sakata reaching the level of a quasi-king at a young age.

In the field of singles, which he is extremely good at, even if he is the champion of China, Ichiro Sakata still thinks that he has an absolute advantage!

"Come on, Iron Masked Ninja!"

The sound of high-speed flapping of wings sounded. This iron-faced ninja was made of metal, with sharp pincers, a broad yellow head, and a scarlet light flashing in its compound eyes.

The moment he appeared on the stage, the speed of the Iron Masked Ninja seemed to increase again. The heart-breaking high-frequency flapping sound of the wings left behind a series of afterimages of the Iron Masked Ninja!

Although it is small in size, the pressure brought by this iron-faced ninja is no less than that of the Commander-in-Chief that Lu Cheng faced before!

Lu Cheng's fans were silent for a moment.

"It's your turn, champion!" Ichiro Sakata said coldly.

Lu Cheng slowly took out the elf ball.

The speed was so slow that people mistakenly thought that Lu Cheng did not dare to release the elf out of fear.

A cruel sneer appeared on Sakata Ichiro's face.

There was a burst of laughter in the audience.

However, in the corner of the audience, an unremarkable old man suddenly opened his cloudy eyes.

A drop of cold sweat fell from Kamizumi's forehead.

What an amazing momentum!

What kind of swordsmanship does this young man have, and why does he bring so much pressure to me?

Red light flashes.

The Lizard King hugged Dragon Fang, with a melancholy look, and raised his eyelids to glance at the Iron Mask Ninja.

Immediately he closed his eyes again.

"Let's get started." Lu Cheng smiled.

Ichiro Sakata was so angry that his whole body trembled, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You asked for this!"

"Iron Masked Ninja, use Sword Dance!"

A sharp cry sounded, and the Iron Masked Ninja hovered in the air, his scythes coated with a cold metallic color.

There were exclamations from the audience.

Sakata Ichiro said with a ferocious smile: "Iron Masked Ninja, split!"

The acceleration characteristic caused the Iron Mask Ninja's speed to skyrocket. The sound of breaking wind sounded, and his figure appeared in front of the Lizard King like a ghost in an instant. The sickle with a cold light fell on the Lizard King's head!

The white-haired Kamizumi Bladeshin suddenly let out a long sigh.

"Lizard King." Lu Cheng said.

The Lizard King opened his eyes at the same time, and the movements of the Iron Masked Ninja seemed to slow down in his eyes.

"Household Slash!"

Sa——

Draw the knife!

Cold light flashed!

No one saw clearly what just happened.

When the thin cicada wings scattered from the air, everyone opened their mouths in a daze.

Sakata Ichiro's face was ashen, his body was shaking violently, and he looked at the field with trembling lips.

The Iron Masked Ninja had his wings cut off, fell to the ground, and kept neighing!

In the dead silence of the audience, Kamizumi Saber's heart looked serious.

If you read it correctly...

This lizard king has actually reached the strength of the king of heaven!

"The knot... it's over?"

"Holy shit! The Iron Mask Ninja's wings were all cut off!"

"Didn't the Lizard King just use one knife?"

"I don't know, it's all a matter of the Lu Shen being awesome!"

Overseas live broadcast platforms have already exploded.

“Lu Shen is awesome!!”

"This is the real drawing of a sword!"

"Lu Cheng, you will always be a god!"

The commentator was stunned and stammered: "Bi... the game is over."

"Let us... congratulate, player Lu Cheng."

By the end, his tone had dropped.

This is the first overseas contestant to win the championship since the sword trial competition began!

There was a dead silence in the auditorium.

Lu Cheng's fans, on the other hand, had long been making a big fanfare and laughing wantonly.

"You should see defeat in the library!"

"Is this Neon's sword trial? That's all?"

"No... did any of you see the Lizard King's movements clearly? I still don't know how it did it!"

Ichiro Sakata's lips trembled, and he finally raised his head and said with difficulty: "You...you are..."

"King of Heaven." Lu Cheng nodded.

Sakata Ichiro's face was ashen.

The whole place suddenly became quiet.

"Lu Shen...what did you just say?"

"He said he was, the King of Heaven?"