area51novel Chapter 233 Finals ③
Chapter 233 Finals ③
After Moltres released her Heat Wind skill, a wave of heat rushed towards the King of Leave as Moltres flapped its flaming wings rapidly.
Under the extremely high temperature, the hair on King Asking for Leave's body began to spontaneously combust, and judging from the ferocious expression on King Asking for Leave's face, the damage caused to him by the hot wind move was not small.
Although Heat Wind blocked the speed of King of Leave from jumping up, it could not prevent King of Leave's fist from hitting Moltres' head at a certain moment.
As a sharp bird cry resounded across the battlefield, Moltres directly experienced a million-ton punch that soared into the sky.
However, this did not cause Moltres to lose its combat capability directly. Just when Moltres was about to fly out of the attack range of the King of Leave.
Shota gave the order again:
"Please excuse me, King. Use the Earth Cast."
"what!"
As Shota gave the order, the King of Leave grabbed Moltres' slender neck with his backhand, and then tied Moltres' flapping wings tightly with his legs.
As the King of Leave and Moltres fell vertically from the sky, a roar came from the center of the venue, and a huge cloud of dust rose up from the venue.
As the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, the King of Leave, although wounded, still stood in the center of the battlefield.
On the other hand, Moltres had fallen unconscious on the battlefield.
"Maybe many viewers can't understand why the King of Leave is still standing? Let's watch the movement trajectory of the King of Leave and Moltres in the air."
The commentator spoke at the right time.
As a scene unfolded on the big screen, King Taking Leave fell vertically from the sky holding Moltres, and just when they were about to touch the ground, King Taking Leave turned around and pressed on Moltres, and with the help of Moltres' body, he kicked his feet to cushion the potential energy of the fall.
The King of Leave looked at his masterpiece on the big screen, straightened his head with some pride, rubbed the tip of his nose with his thick index finger, and looked at the trainer who gave him the order with admiration.
In the viewing room of the alliance's top brass, all the top brass were a little surprised to see the result.
"Oh my, I didn't expect my grandson to lose. It seems that Oki Yukinari has really trained an incredible student."
The white-haired old man, leaning on a cane, spoke with some certainty in his tone, but all the old guys present knew that this old guy was no longer happy.
Dama Lanqi looked at the young man standing on the fighting stage through the big screen, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
Du She, who lost this game, was a little stunned. To be honest, he knew that this leave king was strong, but this strong? It was a little outrageous.
Dushe looked at the Moltres who had fainted on the field and had no choice but to put it away first.
As for whether Grandpa's Flame Bird would be angry, that was none of his business.
After taking back the Moltres, a hint of anger appeared on Dushe's calm face, but he still felt that he was in control of the situation.
"You've done very well, trainer. Are you interested in joining my family as a retainer? The monthly salary is very generous, something you wouldn't even dare to imagine."
After a pause, Du She continued, "And let me be frank. Even if you win the championship of this competition, you won't get any substantial benefits without the support of the top leaders."
"If you hope that Oki Yukinari can help you, I advise you to give up on this idea. People from Kanto cannot control people from Johto."
After Dushe said these words, Shota was silent for a while.
Then Dushe heard words that would humiliate him for the rest of his life:
"Why are you barking like a catty dog? Tell me the truth, can you just continue the game? Otherwise, you're wasting my time."
"you!"
"Stop pointing your finger at me and start the game quickly. The referee may wait for you, but the people in the audience are not willing to wait any longer."
At this point, Shota glanced at the somewhat embarrassed referee and listened to the audience's shouting at Dushe:
"Hey, that guy named Dushe, can you please release the next Pokémon quickly? I paid for the ticket to watch the game."
"That's right, you're not going to be able to do it, are you?"
"Even with Moltres, he can't win. Even if you tie a dog to command him, he can still win."
……
Dushe listened to the dirty words coming from the audience and was so angry that he really wanted to tear the mouths of these civilians apart.
But after trying to calm down, Dushe released a Blastoise.
According to Shota's supernatural powers, there was nothing special about this Blastoise.
The result was as expected. Although King of Leave suffered considerable damage in the battle with Moltres, he was still more than capable of dealing with an ordinary Blastoise.
"Blustode lost his ability to fight. The winner of the first half is Xiao Rao from Pallet Town."
After the referee announced the result of the first half, there was a 5-minute break.
Shota used the Poké Ball to retrieve the already breathless King of Leave, and looked at Dushe who was riding on Pidgeot and leaving the opposite platform with an unwilling look on his face.
It is very likely that he went to find an elder in his family.
Shota thought so in his heart.
The result was not unexpected to Shota. During the five-minute break, Dushe found the senior member of the alliance who was leaning on a cane and had pale hair. He cried sadly:
"Grandpa, I must win this game. Please, lend me your elf."
Looking at his grandson who was crying bitterly, the elderly senior member of the alliance angrily poked the ground with his cane.
When the marble floor began to crack from the middle of the crutch to the surrounding areas like a spider web, Dushe did not cry and ask the old man to take out his elf to help him. Instead, he knelt on the ground with a pitiful face and looked at the old man.
Looking at this disappointing grandson, the old man who originally wanted to raise his cane to beat him stopped what he was doing.
Sighing, the old man with a cane took out a Poké Ball from his pocket, handed it to Dushe and said:
"Take it, my disappointing grandson. When will you be able to grow up?"
Du She looked at the old man with a kind smile on his face and lowered his head in shame.
"Grandpa, when I win this competition, I will definitely learn how to manage the family business."
After hearing Du She's words, the old man didn't utter any sigh, but just waved his hand and asked him to go down.
After Dushe left, a butler-like figure walked out from the dark corner.
"Master, we can't find the specific identity information of this person. It only shows that he is a cousin of a woman named Hanako in Pallet Town, and he is also a student of Oki Yukinari."
"Is that so? Then don't investigate. By the way, does this person have any thoughts of joining our family?"
"According to the description of the young master's personal butler, this trainer named Xiao Rao has no such plan."
"Is that so? That's no wonder. After all, he is Oki Yukinari's student."
After saying this, the old man dropped his cane, stood up, straightened his back and walked to the window, and said in a low voice: "But, so what? The final victory will only be ours."