The flying king of a certain Pokémon

The group stage was far more boring than expected.

Hundreds of countries, 26 groups, every two teams have to play at least two games.

In addition to the venue repair and player preparation in the middle, the group stage of the World Championship is destined to be a long process.

After the second day's game, Yan Pengyu realized this, and he didn't need to watch the match from the audience all the time.

There are only those opponents that need to be paid attention to. It is not too late for other teams to watch the game video after confirming that they will meet in the knockout stage.

What's more, the really strong teams, except for the two players in Group I who have almost exhausted their cards, have not revealed their true strength.It doesn't make much sense to study the group matches where the competition intensity is not high.

On the days when you don't need to play, you might as well go to other places on the island.

Although most of the entire area of ​​Easter Island was used to build the battlefield, there was still some room left for the dormitories of the Seven Great Nations, as well as the surrounding ports and artificial islands.

Especially the artificial island, a very lively scene.

The team dormitories of various countries are scattered on the artificial island, like a small town. In the middle of the houses are various shops. There are also small stalls with banners on the side of the road, selling some special products of their respective countries. or food.

Next to a small stall selling pancakes, there is an Aztec stall selling a food called "taco".A palm-sized tortilla filled with beef and onions and rolled up, this burrito is one of the signature modern Aztec breakfasts.

Seeing Yan Pengyu's curious eyes, the stall owner immediately showed a warm smile.

"Huaxia people, you can try noodles and pork. Just now, I like two of them very much."

Using blunt but at least comprehensible Chinese, enthusiastically selling.

Yan Pengyu was taken aback, hearing what the stall owner meant, two Chinese people came to him to buy burritos before him?

Apart from myself, the one who fished like this was two people...

Dongfangfeng and Fengshui.

In the end, Yan Pengyu bought four burritos, and ate them as he walked, one bite at a time.

Sure enough, Dongfang Feng and Feng Shui were spotted not far ahead.

Beside them are two British girls who are smiling happily.And they were all faces that Yan Pengyu had never seen before.

Britain's team is a combination of two men and three women. The pair in front of them should be the other two female players besides Helena.

And in the previous games, they have never played.

"Hmm...looks silly."

Yan Pengyu observed for half a second before giving such an evaluation.

The two girls looked at Dongfang Feng, as if they were shining.

"Let's not bother them."

He made a decisive decision, turned around and left, and went to the other side of the town for a stroll.

"Ah, I found it! Why are you being accosted so quickly? And Yan Pengyu, do you ignore your team members?"

Before Yan Pengyu stepped forward, a voice mixed with anger sounded.

"George..."

Yan Pengyu dragged his long voice on purpose, so that the anger of the visitor could not help but surge up.

"How many times have I told you that you should at least call me 'Mr. Villiers,' or 'The Duke of Buckingham'!"

George Villiers said angrily.

"Too many names to remember, 'George' is so easy to remember."

Yan Pengyu yawned, and rubbed his eyes lazily, as if he hadn't woken up.

Needless to say, the person in front of me was acquainted in Britain.

Moreover, he is the youngest duke in Britain and the youngest professor at the Royal Trainer School.Even now, his age is still under 25 years old, and he is the strongest player in Britain on the surface.

Of course, after the trainer commanding Budokuma appeared in yesterday's game, he is no longer "Britain's strongest player".

At the same time, he was also responsible for teaching Yan Pengyu's theoretical class, the name of the course was "Mathematical Analysis of Pokémon Energy".

This is enough to explain why he always felt angry when he saw Yan Pengyu, and the relationship between the two seemed so bad.

"George, your math level must have become stronger. I used to need you to go to class to feel sleepy, but now I yawn when you talk."

As he spoke, Yan Pengyu yawned again.

Veins appeared on George's forehead, he suppressed his anger and turned to look at Dongfang Feng and Feng Shui.

"With just this mouth, how did you not get beaten to death in Huaxia?"

It can be seen that his Chinese level is also very high.

Otherwise, a name like Yan Pengyu, which is difficult for Europeans to pronounce, is required to call her full name, which is difficult for ordinary British people to do.

"I can't beat it..."

Feng Shui muttered.

He wanted to beat Yan Pengyu several times, but neither the Pokémon battle nor the trainer himself was an opponent.

"Leaving aside Pokémon battles, the ones who can beat him in a fight are from the fighting gym, but the fighting gym has always wanted to poach him to become a fighter."

Dongfang Feng spread his hands, expressing that there was no other way.

"It's just a mocking look. I think it's a miracle to live so big. In Britain, it may have been overwhelmed by countless duel invitations."

George sighed from the bottom of his heart.

Then he finally suppressed his anger, turned his head and glared at the two girls.

"The two of you will go with me next time. This is already the third time. The third time you were almost cheated by trainers from other countries."

George felt very headache for these two noble girls who were not deeply involved in the world.

Although in terms of age, she can no longer be regarded as a "girl" in the strict sense.

But in heart and appearance, no matter how you look at it, you don't look like an adult.

Not to mention that I grew up in a castle since I was a child, and my mind is full of various romance novels and stories full of beautiful atmosphere.

If it weren't for their strong strength and the representatives of veteran nobles, Britain would not have allowed these two people to join the team.

When being forcibly pulled away by George, one of them looked at Dongfang Feng with reluctance, as if he wanted to hand over his phone number.

"When you first came to this town, you started hooking up with other female trainers. I don't even dare to think about what you're going to do after that."

Yan Pengyu stared at Dongfang Feng and Feng Shui.

From a certain point of view, this can be regarded as a skill.

"Don't confuse me with him, I'm not interested in this kind of thing."

Feng Shui tried his best to distance himself from Dongfang Feng.

He was really just looking for a food stall, but because he acted together with Dongfang Feng, he only ate a few burritos so far.

"Speaking of which, there are several stalls in France selling fried foie gras. Is that kind of food considered street food for French people?"

"Wow...it feels so oily. But for that group of nobles, it should be no different from snacks."

"Miao~"

Suddenly a cheerful voice inserted into the conversation between the three of them.

A pink cat-like Pokémon was circling around Yan Pengyu non-stop.

"dream?"

"Miao!"