Pokémon: The Road to the Champion of Full-Level Players

The battlefield was flooded with fire, even the audience seats and contestants were covered in flames. The horrific explosion shrouded everyone like a projection of hell, seeming to announce their death.

Such an unrealistic scene seemed so real, and even through the tens of meters of height and fingernail-thick glass, Qiqi could feel the scalding heat blowing against her face.

Her clear eyes were filled with mist. It was unknown whether it was the heat generated by the flames or the warmth of her eye sockets, which caused the mist to appear on her bright yellow pupils like the setting sun.

The haziness in front of her eyes made Qiqi unable to see the surrounding environment clearly. She held back the heat in her eyes and tried her best to restrain herself from making any sound.

She stood up with Eevee in her arms and wanted to touch the glass, but a voice from behind stopped her.

"Don't touch the window!" the man with glasses said hurriedly.

The little hand reaching for the glass paused suddenly, but trembled uncontrollably. She hurriedly covered her mouth, trying not to let out sobs.

"Ibrahimovic~" Ibrahimovic raised his head and looked at Qiqi. His bright eyes were originally shining like shooting stars, but at this time they revealed a sad emotion.

It was sad because of Qiqi's sadness and depressed because of her whimpering. It stretched out its little paw and shook it, as if it wanted to wipe away Qiqi's tears and soothe her sadness, but it was unable to do so because of the distance. arrive.

The man with glasses walked up behind her and also raised his hand, wanting to pat her shoulder.

When his fingers were about to touch, it seemed as if something was blocking it. His hand stopped in mid-air, and finally he took it back.

He looked at her depressed back with a complicated face. After thinking about it, he finally spoke: "You and I can see Kyoko's strength as a player. His judgment and insight are so strong that he can definitely protect himself. believe him."

After listening to the words of the man with glasses, Qiqi could no longer control her emotions. She hugged Ibrahimovic tightly and said with a cry: "But what about the audience? Can they also survive the crisis? If one of them is not out of danger , how should my brother face it? His life will be ruined because of this..."

"Not to mention...my brother, he may not even be able to survive!" Qiqi choked with sobs.

After saying that, she finally couldn't help crying loudly.

She had already lost a grandmother, and finally had a lonely brother to keep her company with, but this happened again. She was just a delicate little girl, how could she withstand such a blow.

Listening to Qiqi's almost ventive cry, the man with glasses also had mixed feelings in his heart. He did not expect that this girl who was inexperienced in the world would actually have a moment to think about the problem thoroughly.

But it just so happened that...it was a moment like this that was so thoughtfully considered.

Yes, Qiqi is right. If the life of an audience member is in danger, even if only one of the audience members is in danger, Fang Yuxuan will be held responsible. Not to mention whether he himself could escape from the explosion.

The man with glasses sighed, not knowing what happened to Dazhi, maybe...

He looked out the window, overlooking the ruined battlefield below, focusing on the scene that looked like the end of the world before his eyes. The flames dispersed the clouds and mist, crushed the stone tiles on the ground, and everything was gone. He shook his head helplessly. No matter what, it was difficult for anyone to survive in such a horrific situation.

"What a pity, what a pity. Such a powerful trainer, I really didn't expect that it would end like this..." The man with glasses couldn't help but sigh when he thought of Fang Yuxuan's performance, but he carefully lowered his voice to avoid Qiqi will feel even more sad because of this.

Outside the window, the horizon was filled with smoke, and the orange-gold sunset complemented the firelight on the ground, and the brilliant light shone on the entire battlefield.

A middle-aged man led dozens of people straight to the battlefield, not afraid of the fierce flames.

It’s President Zhao Weijian!

Zhao Weijian's face was quite ugly. He stared at the flames that spread to the spectator seats. Without any hesitation, he glanced at the dozens of people behind him who were orderly and orderly. They understood instantly and took out their elf balls one after another. The Pokémon that comes out of it.

Countless rays of white light poured out like a tide, transforming into various strange shapes.

"Gotha Duck, please use the "Pray for Rain" function!

"Mosquito coil swimmer, bubble light!"

"Sea Spinosaurus, water cannon!"

"Gyarados, destroy...ahem, Water Tail!"

"..."

Nearly a hundred Pokémon performed their duties, some specializing in extinguishing the flames, and others moving the collapsed facilities away to check if there were any injured people fainting beneath them.

They work together to find the audience and contestants who were enveloped by the explosion, hoping to find survivors among them.

Swish!

In the distance, there is a Pokémon running quickly. Its appearance looks like a real-life snapping turtle. Its head has a horn that looks like it is made of rock. Its shell is divided into segments. Each section has a protruding part, and the mouth is very sharp. There is a circular masseter muscle structure where the mouth connects to the upper face.

"Ghost Turtle?" Someone recognized this Pokémon.

The Tyrannosaurus Turtle carries a person on its back. Its forelimbs and the horns of its head are wrapped in the water flow, like clouds floating around it, and it is attacking the flames at the speed of thunder, extremely fast.

Bah! Bah! Bah...

The water flow hit a group of flames, extinguishing it instantly, and then poured it into another group of fire again. The Devouring Turtle moved as fast as lightning, and the rain fell on it, blending with the water flow wrapped around its body, as if It is providing it with a steady stream of energy.

"The Devouring Turtle, spin your body and disperse all the surrounding flames!"

Upon hearing this, the Tyrannical Turtle rotated with the water around its body, like a huge whirlpool. The roaring water was turbulent and swift, and it easily extinguished all the surrounding flames.

Between heaven and earth, a wild downpour covered the blazing flames, and the wind rolled up wet gravel and rubble, forcibly suppressing the momentum of the flames.

The soaring rain made the heat dissipate, bringing coolness and relaxation, but it cast a shadow over people's hearts. They all looked at the ruins in front of them. The buildings were destroyed, and the scene of ruined walls appeared in front of them.

The shattered walls formed countless boulders that overwhelmed the spectator seats. Although the flames there were extinguished, the thick smoke was densely covered in them, making it completely impossible to see clearly.

The man on the back of the Devouring Turtle jumped down, and came to Zhao Weijian's side, with a complicated face, and said: "I didn't expect that in such a small competition, there would be players comparable to the champions, and there were two of them. It’s so surprising. I had known this… ugh!”

He shook his head helplessly. The cold rain could not block his sight, but the mist could. He had mixed feelings. It was not easy for the alliance to have such a talented person, and they were two trainers who were at least king-level. However, because of their carelessness, the future hope of the alliance no longer existed.

"Yeah, who would have thought that so many geniuses would appear in just an exhibition match? This is beyond what humans can expect." Zhao Weijian raised his hand and wiped the rain off his face, and the regret in his eyes disappeared. It was wiped clean.

He looked in the direction of the battlefield. It had already turned into a huge hole. It was obvious that the battlefield had collapsed and fell into the ground.

"Don't waste any more time, let's go! Go and see how the two contestants are doing!" Zhao Weijian was strong-willed and walked forward with difficulty, dragging his heavy clothes.

The trainer of the Tyrant Turtle followed closely behind and went with Zhao Weijian to check the situation in the battle field.

Before Zhao Weijian left, he did not forget to order his men behind him to rescue the audience.

"Go and check the situation of the audience. No matter whether they are alive or dead, bring them all out!"

After saying that, he left the place.

Arriving at the battlefield, Zhao Weijian couldn't help but sigh again when he looked at the huge boulder that came from nowhere. He took out a Poké Ball and released the Pokémon inside it.

boom!

Hu Di appeared in the white light. It was the Hu Di that had protected the audience in the battle between Dazhi before.

"Alas, we should have known that this would happen. We should have listened to you and stopped the competition." The trainer of the Devouring Turtle said sadly.

"Haha, those old stubborns will bring disrepute to the entire alliance sooner or later. They will not only harm one or two people, but the entire human society!"

Zhao Weijian's eyes were like the deep sky. He then turned to Hu Di and said: "Use mental strength to move these huge rocks away!"

"Hoo~!" Hu Di responded and used his mental strength.

It raised two spoons, and blue brilliance glowed around its eyes. The faint light was like a wind candle or a chanting lantern. Although it was not shining, it could still make its eyes appear bright in this hazy weather. It's clear.

Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh...

Countless boulders were wrapped in blue light and then flew around, as if they had their own consciousness.

"The Devouring Turtle, you go and help too."

After saying these words, the Devouring Turtle opened its sharp mouth, picked up the rock, and then shook its stiff head, causing the rock to fly away.

Watching the two Pokémon move stones and broken pillars, the trainer of the Galacto Turtle said: "President Zhao, after this incident is over, do you have any thoughts?"

Zhao Weijian turned his head, glanced at the man half a step behind him, and said lukewarmly: "What do you mean?"

"I can tell that you have already had opinions on those people, and Ye Lao does the same, so..."

"So you want to provoke me to break up with those old stubborns?" Zhao Weijian folded his hands on his chest and faced forward with a cold expression.

At this moment, the rain that beat on them gradually stopped, and time seemed to be flying by. The dark clouds dispersed as if they were fleeing, and the falling light seemed to pass through the dense leaves, projecting from the dusk mist, pouring on the ground, shining its final light.

Feeling that the less gentle sunshine enveloped him, the trainer of the Tyrannical Turtle shook his head and smiled, saying: "President Zhao, I understand that you are also extremely disappointed with the alliance, but this does not mean that everyone They are all so unsightly, at least...Ye Lao has really worked hard for the development of the alliance all his life."

"Really? Haha..." Zhao Weijian seemed to be remembering the past and laughed in a self-deprecating manner.

"Ye Lao was indeed like this before. His ability to become cunning and cunning is the best proof of his disappointment in the alliance! If it were not forced by the situation within the alliance, how could this kind old man become a man walking in the shadows? Where's 'Ye Lao'?"

The trainer of the Tyrannical Turtle looked at Zhao Weijian, his attitude was very sincere, "President Zhao, I hope you can help Ye Lao. This is not what he asked me to do, but my own idea. His status as an old man is different from The power is getting worse day by day, and now it has been reduced to managing such a small competition. In the future, it may take a back seat, and then those people will become more and more unscrupulous."

"Alas!" Zhao Weijian sighed. Why hadn't he thought about this?

It was not only Ye Lao who was gradually marginalized, but also him.

But fortunately, he is at least the president of the Trainers Guild. Even if he can't get a word in the Quartz Alliance, he can still represent the Trainers Guild and his status will not be reduced.

After all, the Trainers Guild and the Pokémon Alliance are not upper and lower classes, but the first and second official organizations. Although the trainers' guild is not as good as the Pokémon League, no matter which region's Pokémon alliance it is, it has no right to interfere with the trainers' guild. Unless the Pokémon associations in all regions unanimously decide to cancel the trainers' guild, otherwise, the trainers' guild will It will always be an official force parallel to the Pokémon League.

"I will consider what you said carefully." Zhao Weijian responded calmly.

"Thank you so much." The Tyrant Turtle trainer, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, quickly bowed to Zhao Weijian with a respectful attitude.

"Hoo~!"

At this time, Hu Di made a sound to remind the two of them.

The two looked for the sound and focused their attention on the front.

"This..." They all frowned in unison, with serious expressions. They had already prepared for the worst, but they didn't expect such a result.

The battlefield was as devastated as a ruins, and all obstructions such as stones had been removed. Because of this, the scene inside was clearly visible.

But... there is nothing but empty rubble.

"Where are the two players Kyoko and Dazhi?" The trainer of the Tyrannical Turtle looked around and was confused because they could not be seen.

"Did they escape? But such a horrific explosion and they were so close, how could they have time to escape?"

After thinking for a moment, his pupils shrank suddenly, "They...couldn't they have been destroyed by the explosion and not even their skeletons were left!?"

After having this idea, he felt that this possibility became more and more believable. After all, such damage was too terrifying and completely beyond everyone's imagination.

……

On the other side, Qiqi seemed to have run out of energy from crying. Her body couldn't support it and she fell down on her seat. She hugged Ibrahimovic, her head lowered, her hair hanging down like strands of sunlight, scattered like a weeping willow and clinging to her tear-stained jade cheeks.

The slightly curly ponytail hangs on both sides like two lanterns, as delicate as a trickling stream, and the Fenfen hair sways with the trembling of her body.

Wanting to ask the bright moon about her sadness, Su'e was speechless and burst into tears.

"If he can escape from the explosion, no matter what the cost, I am willing to bear it." Qiqi whispered like a prayer.

The bespectacled man stared at her profile. He was stunned, not knowing what he was thinking. It took him a moment to come back to his senses.

"Both of them are powerful trainers. They will definitely survive. You have to believe in your brother, and I also believe in Dazhi." The man with glasses walked to her side and wanted to reach out and pat her shoulder again, but he couldn't. Still couldn't lift my hand, as if I had no strength.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, when he didn't even have the courage to get close to this stupid, stupid girl.

At this time, a familiar voice sounded behind him, resounding throughout the entire viewing area.

"Fuck! Why don't you look at what this girl said? In order to keep your brother alive, you will have to bear any price. Look at you again! What are you talking about?"

Hearing this voice, the man with glasses was startled for a moment, then suddenly turned around and looked out the door, focusing on the familiar burly figure. He was stunned for a long time before the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised.