It's the Anchor and Part-time Pokémon Trainer!

Since he is about to go to Kanto, some of his previous ideas need to be confirmed in advance.

for example...

Is it legal and reasonable to beat someone or a Pokémon, can it enhance his fighting attributes and increase his racial value?

Looking at the signboard of the fighting club in front of him, Mo Qiu had a wicked smile on his face.

"I heard that this club has made a stunt. They are holding a deathmatch rule knockout competition where trainers also participate in battles. If you pass the level, you will get bonuses?"

"What about fighting with Pokémon, the ad is pretty good."

"Isn't it the special killing trainer mode?"

"I've figured it out. If you pass five levels in a row, the bonus will be six figures, so you can earn some pocket money."

"Come on, let me teach this young boss a lesson!"

Chapter 84 Drug use is part of the game

The Yanhuang Alliance is the most popular, and the two most cultivated Pokémon attributes are the fire type and the fighting type.

And because of this, martial arts clubs, fighting clubs and other private fighting gyms have a wide market in the Yanhuang Alliance.

The main customer groups of these gyms are middle and high-level trainers, and they take the path of one-on-one teaching in private clubs, whether it is training the abilities and skills of fighting-type Pokémon, or increasing Pokémon’s fighting style. experience, or simply want to train the Pokémon's physique, or even if you want to learn two-handed self-defense as a trainer, you can provide relevant teaching here, and business in this kind of place is generally good.

Of course, the effect is good, and the fee is generally high.

Therefore, such gyms often hold some strange gimmicks to attract customers.

For example, Mo Qiu found this one on the Internet a few days ago.

"Zhenwu Fighting Club", this is a very popular name for Yanhuang Wushu gym, but according to the information Mo Qiu found, this is probably the most professional and largest fighting-type Pokémon training center in Shanghai. The reputation is very good among the trainers who specialize in fighting, and the word of mouth is also good.

As for this "Zhenwu Fighting Club", during the summer vacation, with the slogan "Show more cruel and real Pokémon battles to the trainers in the ivory tower", it launched a "Pokémon battle" for high school students and college students in Shanghai. Deathmatch Challenge" event.

In this event, trainers can choose one of their Pokémon partners to participate in the Deathmatch Challenge. There are a total of five levels. After passing all of them, they can get personal guidance from the master of the "Zhenwu Fighting Club" and 10 yuan bonuses, as well as mysterious gifts.

Only when both the Pokémon and the trainer lose their ability to fight will be considered a defeat.

Among other things, Mo Qiu was very jealous of the 10 yuan bonus.

He is crazy poor now. In order to make money, he can flexibly adjust his moral bottom line as far as the law allows.

This so-called deathmatch rule, to put it bluntly, is to allow Pokémon to attack the trainer, and as a trainer, you can also use any weapon that is not a firearm to fight back, but that kind of white-blade weapon can't be attacked, after all, it's just a game, not a real deathmatch.

After reading the rules carefully, and seeing the ban on the use of props, but the use of sharp knives is prohibited, Mo Qiu laughed, turned around and entered the supermarket next door. After some props, I walked into the building of Zhenwudokan.

When I entered the door, I immediately had a proud figure. At first glance, I saw that the cute little sister who often went to the gym twisted her waist and stuck it over. She was very enthusiastic about Mo Qiu. I heard that he was only participating in the "Death Fight Challenge". He changed his face, and he didn't try his best to promote such as "Get a card", but scolded Mo Qiu's address and WeChat.

Alas, my nowhere charm.

With a narcissistic sigh, Mo Qiu frowned and kept a distance from this young lady. With her coquettish back leading the way, Mo Qiu came to a standard fighting dojo.

It is impossible to make mistakes, this girl's appearance is just average, far worse than Xiao Ju'er, Qiu Ge has a very high vision now, and he is not moved at all.

Seeing Mo Qiu forcibly pretending to be a gentleman, the long-legged lady sighed in disappointment. After checking her student ID and trainer certificate, she signed up for Mo Qiu and returned to the front desk.

This deathmatch challenge is only aimed at students, so it can also avoid the possibility of peers coming to kick the hall. The planners still have some brains.

Moreover, the registration fee is very cheap. If you want to register for a deathmatch, you can start the fight by paying 500 yuan. If you lose, you will get a two-hour elementary fighting class as a consolation prize. It is almost the price of cabbage in Shanghai.

In that respect, it really looks like a welfare event.

Unfortunately, he was targeted by a bottomless wall.

This training ground is divided into eight arenas. The Zhenwu Club is very famous. There are quite a few people who come to challenge the rules of deathmatch. Some people just spend money to have fun. These days, you can find a serious sparring partner for more than one match. For 500 yuan, these arenas are full, and you have to queue up if you want to challenge.

Mo Qiu was not in a hurry. He smiled and lined up, watching these challengers, who were usually students, go up to deliver food. After thinking about it, he turned on the live broadcast.

If you can spend as long as you can, you can earn a little more. It's just a meal, not shabby.

As soon as his live broadcast started, the water friends rushed in quickly. Brother Qiu is now a big anchor, and his popularity is very high. The giant tooth shark platform has contacted him and wants to give a top-notch live broadcast contract. Wait for this Once negotiated, it is another income.

"Brother Qiu, let's just say, can you post a pure version without dog food in the future?"

"Fuck off, Qiu Ju's CP is locked to death, Brother Qiu, bring some more dog food, I'd love to eat it!"

"Brother Qiu, I went to buy a fire bead to bring to my Lada, it's really fierce... But remind the water friends, it can only explode for a short time, it may be useful in the regular season, in the wild... no Recommended."

"Ye Lian used the Coiled Snake taught by Brother Qiu! They are all innate skills. They are cheap to train. If you have the conditions, you can learn an earthquake. It is super easy to use when you clear the field. Yesterday, I used this trick to do several alliance missions and earned thousands in blood."

"Brother Qiu, is there a master duel session today? I want to see you beat the pavilion owner."

"It's fine without the pavilion owner, the King!"

The barrage began to be nonsense, and Mo Qiu said with a smile: "Today, let's play some real Ou, the rules of deathmatch, have you heard of it?"

"Don't worry about fighting the king, there will be, there will be!"

The barrage in the live broadcast room is a very versatile thing, and someone soon gave the answer.

"Oh, that rule that Pokémon can attack trainers? There used to be related competitions, but because the danger was too high, they were banned from official competitions."

"I heard that some underground battlegrounds have such reserved programs, but I don't know if it's true or not."

Mo Qiu glanced at the barrage, nodded and said: "Yes, this time I came to the Zhenwu Taoist Hall in Shanghai, where a deathmatch challenge, a weakened version of the rules of deathmatch, is still queuing, let's broadcast it. ."

This time, the barrage is not clamoring to see what master duel, but they have shown a strong interest in this deathmatch challenge.

Mo Qiu also took a photo of the drone, raised the camera's field of view a little, and showed the barrage the arena where the competition was being held.

Soon, the barrage discovered the trick to this deathmatch rule.

In most arenas, the situation is that the challenger, as a trainer, is bullied by the fighting-type Pokémon on the opposite side, and he can't react at all and is sent away by two punches, and then there is no Pokémon under the command of the trainer. Was quickly dropped off to accompany the master.

Very rigid and shallow tactics, but it left these challengers helpless.

Because the trainers on the opposite side are all gym coaches, they all have double-handedness, and both sides will wear special protective clothing made by the gym in order to protect their lives. Under this premise, even if the challenger allows his Pokémon to use it Preemptive skills such as lightning flashes are also difficult to copy this tactic of capturing the king, and the opposite gym coach will be dropped first, forming a favorable two-on-one.

The coaches in those gymnasiums are all big-bodied, and they are all trainers. Although it is said that they can't smash Pokémon with their bare hands, they can still do it after a little while, and these students who come to challenge...you count on Can he withstand the onslaught of a muscular Pokémon like arm strength?

If they really had this ability, they wouldn't come here to teach.

After the trainer was "beheaded", the Pokémon without the master's order would be vulnerable.

Mo Qiu watched more than a dozen games, except for one who was very lucky to break through to the third level before being dropped in seconds, the rest basically went up to the catwalk, and left as soon as they stopped, unable to stand at all.

"Fuck, so ruthless? That arm strength doesn't seem to be a little smaller, and he punched that unlucky child five meters away!"

"Don't make trouble, the racial value of arm strength is 80, and you can crush a stone with one punch. Do you think the fat on your body is harder than a stone?"

"The quality of the protective clothing used in this gym is very good? The Pokémon on the opposite side are also controlling their power, right? Those trainers who end up don't have a big problem?"

"You're blind, didn't you see Elluiduo fighting the fire next to the arena? Who would dare to do this kind of activity without security? Lawyer Nanshan hired it, right?"

"Brother Qiu, why don't we withdraw, it's not our character to pay to be beaten!"

The barrage burst into laughter, and Mo Qiu laughed without saying a word.

Play to play, trouble to trouble, don't joke with you Qiu Ge - when have you seen Mo Qiu suffer a loss?

He didn't come to be beaten today, he came to steal money!

While chatting and laughing, it was soon Mo Qiu's turn to challenge.

The staff in charge of registration stared blankly at the drone beside Mo Qiu and hesitated: "This is..."

Mo Qiu laughed and said, "The drone camera is used for live broadcast. I love life and like to record life. You should allow filming here, right?"

The staff thought for a while, and felt that there was no prohibition on filming in the gym rules, not to mention that it might be a good thing to have an anchor to challenge, and they could promote the gym, so there was nothing to worry about.

Then, he saw that Mo Qiu didn't change into protective clothing at all, so he went into battle lightly, wearing a white shirt and appeared on the stage.

"This classmate, for your safety, please change into our protective clothing."

Mo Qiu waved his hand, jumped onto the ring, and gave the staff behind him a handsome back.

"Ellueduo, the main force of the pavilion, is in charge of off-site rescue. If something goes wrong, I'm here to experience the rules of deathmatch, so don't be so serious."

The staff was a little surprised that Mo Qiu could see at a glance the level of Eludor who was in charge of the rescue accident. He obviously wanted to say something, but he saw that Mo Qiu had already greeted his opponent in the arena.

"Accept, let go!"

As Mo Qiu said this, he took a few steps forward with a smile on his face and carefully observed the "Ballang" on the opposite side.

Zhenwudokan is quite conscientious. The Pokémon in the first stage is usually Baerang, and the Pokémon with low racial value such as arm strength. Generally speaking, if the trainer uses defensive Pokémon, it is important to ensure training. In a protracted battle under the safety of the home, the chances of passing the first few levels are still very high.

However, Mo Qiu obviously did not consider a protracted war.

"Yo, brother, you Baalang have cultivated well~"

The trainers on the opposite side are all stunned, what kind of routine are you accepting when you come up here, it's not over yet, you haven't won yet, you accept it!

Your whole sentence of Eastern flavor, please give me more advice!

How come this is still coming up to chat!This is a death fight!Be serious!

Although he was madly complaining in his heart, the poor gym coach still put his work first and reminded Mo Qiu with a sullen face.

"Trainer, please release your Pokémon. Strictly speaking, the moment you step into the ring, the battle has already begun!"

Mo Qiu nodded in agreement.

"I know."

Before he finished speaking, the whole person suddenly dropped, half squatted down, calmed his heart, inhaled, and the force was born from the ground, traversing the waist and back, condensed on the fist, according to the basic skills of the Southern School Mojiaquan, smashing With a full-strength punch, the target of course was that poor Ballang's chin.

Eat Lao Tzu's soaring fist!

Unpredictably, he received a full-strength punch, and the poor Baerlang didn't regain his senses, so he flew up like a cloud and collided with the wall of the gym, his eyes were full of circles, and he lost his ability to fight.

The face of the gym coach opposite is cracked - don't young people know what Wude is?

Come up and attack an old comrade like me? !

My poor Ballang!

The smile on Mo Qiu's face disappeared.

"The moment you set foot on the ring, the battle has already begun. Isn't this a gimmick you made?"

"So chatting with the other side, waiting for the other side to release Pokémon, do you call this a death fight?"

"Do your rules state that you must release Pokémon for battle?"