Pokémon: The Strongest Xiaomao

"Okay, now we invite two lucky audience members to give us your magnificent performances. Our professional judges will give us their opinions."

Musashi and Xiaogang caused a commotion on the stage, and Vivian quickly got the process back on track.

"Who will start first?" Vivian looked at the two of them.

"Ladies first~" Xiaogang said very gentlemanly.

"Oh my goodness~ That's so embarrassing~" Musashi covered his mouth and said sorry while honestly pushing Xiaogang away from the camera position with his body.

Several judges also sat up straight, and Mr. Konkenstein said, "Okay, please start your performance."

"Then I'm going to attack!" Musashi threw out the Poké Ball directly: "Come out, Desert Naya!"

"Samo!" Desert Naia spun in the air, and the cute cactus landed on one leg.

"Yeah, a very cute Pokémon~" Lukia nodded.

"Oh~ I like this~" the good old man Sumusa also echoed.

Only Master Mao shuddered all over: No way, is this a performance?

"Come on, Desert Naia!" In the terrified eyes of everyone, Musashi opened his arms and rushed towards Desert Naia.

The next second, Desert Naya, with a determined look in his eyes, threw himself into Musashi's arms without hesitation!

Bang! A tight hug, all of Desert Naia's spikes pierced into the flesh...

Hiss~Rukia got goosebumps all over her body.

Xiao Gang standing by was stunned: What the hell, a fierce woman...

This is not over yet. Musashi, who was holding Desert Naia, commanded tremblingly: "Use the missile needle of love and peace!"

Desert Naia raised his arms and launched missile needles upwards.

Bang! In mid-air, the missiles collided and turned into fireworks all over the sky!

The audience gave applause, if for no other reason than that you dared to hold the cactus, we must like and follow you!

Vivian's eyes were filled with tears: This is love! The theme of love and peace is so beautiful!

There was a moment of silence among the judges.

"This... is hard to comment on." It was Conkenstein who spoke first. "First of all, we must recognize the efforts of this trainer, but... I think this kind of performance that hurts the body is just sensationalism and cannot form a style.

Also, I didn’t see the deeper level of communication between trainers and Pokémon.

So, I give 2 points as encouragement~"

"This... I quite like it, but, 3 points." Sukisana also gave a score.

"Well, I liked the performance, but the trainer is a bit useless." Lukia gave it a score of 5.

Miss Joy frowned: "I think it still has some merits."

In the end, Miss Joy gave it a rating of 7, which is considered average.

Finally, everyone turned their eyes to Master Mao.

Xiao Mao took the microphone and started the conversation without hesitation: "I think that the three judges gave him a total of 10 points, which is a bit too much."

Looking at the dark faces of Kangkenstein and Sumuzu, Rukia showed a little aggrieved expression.

Master Mao pointed at the three people without hesitation: "Yes, I am talking about you, and you, and finally you~"

Wow! There was an uproar on the sidelines. No one expected that Xiao Mao would dare to say that.

"First, I'll give my score." Mr. Mao pressed the voting button, and a glaring 10 points appeared on his scoring screen.

"Teacher Oak, this score is a bit biased." Kangkenstein couldn't help but speak.

"Let me finish first." Mr. Mao stood up seriously. "Please look at Miss Musashi Li'er's eyes. What do you see?"

Everyone looked at Musashi in confusion and were immediately shocked by those eyes.

What kind of eyes are those? They are filled with reluctance, yearning and stubbornness.

"I believe everyone understands." Master Mao patted Musashi's shoulder, turned his head and looked directly at Kangkenstein and Sumuzu: "The stage just now was the worst stage I have ever seen."

Musashi immediately lowered his head, his shoulders trembling slightly. Did he embarrass the officers again?

"But!" Xiao Mao's tone suddenly became high: "It is also the best performance I have ever seen.

I felt their enthusiasm, their sincerity, and their yearning for the glamour contest."

Musashi suddenly looked up, his eyes full of surprise. The cadre said that it was the best performance.

"What kind of spiritual core does the Pokémon Contest want to convey?" Mr. Mao looked carefully at the audience: "What kind of spirit do we want to convey by inviting the audience to the stage?"

Konkenstein froze, and Sumuzu lowered his head in shame.

As glamour contests have grown and become more professional and commercialized, they seem to have forgotten their original intentions.

That is a stage built for the coordination trainers who love this stage, love Pokémon, and have beautiful dreams!

Mr. Mao took a deep breath and returned to his seat: As a contestant, I can only give you 7 points, but I am still willing to give you 10 points.

This is my investment in your future.

The remaining three points are my expectations for your future.

Whether it is Miss Musashi Lil, or the coordination trainers with dreams in the audience, or the ordinary people who love the gorgeous competition.

I hope you will keep hope in your heart and forge ahead.

The ribbon trophy is right here, Miss Musashi Lil, next time, it will be your turn to get your own trophy with dignity.

Musashi nodded vigorously, his eyes blurred with tears.

The audience stood up spontaneously and clapped loudly.

Kangkenstein and Sumuzu nodded in admiration. Just based on these words, Master Mao will have a reputation in the world of coordination trainers that is no less than any coordination master.

Afterwards, Xiaogang completed the performance step by step and received unanimous praise.

His Foretrus, as the most difficult nutworm Pokémon to raise, is perfect in appearance, gloss, and coordination.

The high score of 44 points is close to that of top coordination trainers.

This made Xiaogang unable to help but wonder, did I choose the wrong track?

The audience experience card expired, and Musashi was a little reluctant to leave. He walked off the venue, looking back every few steps.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived at the audience passage, I saw two familiar figures.

"Musashi, you did a great job, meow!" Meow laughed.

"Yes, Musashi, you and Desert Naya have worked hard!" Kojiro gave a thumbs up.

"You two~" Musashi sniffed touchedly.

"Okay, let's go, we have to go back and set up the stall."

"That's right, meow. We can't let down the trust of the cadres!"

Musashi nodded vigorously and clenched his fists: "Okay, let's go make a fortune!"

The three idiots laughed and hurried back to their booth outside the venue.

Watching the big screen as the preliminaries officially began and coordination trainers took to the stage one after another, Musashi silently encouraged himself.

Once this matter is over, let’s go to Sinnoh and challenge again!