Chapter 742 is about a Sinnoh person fighting for Kalos's honor...
Chapter 742 is about a Sinnoh person fighting for Kalos's honor...
The following day, at the conference venue.
In the VIP corridor, a man dressed in silver armor slowly opened the door to the VIP room.
He saw the few people already seated in the room and gave them a warm smile:
"Oh, everyone's here very early."
The newcomer was none other than the Steel-type Elite Four member, Goose Armor.
He naturally walked to the empty seat and sat down, his armor clanging as he moved.
It is absolutely solid.
"It's a rare final, so naturally we have to arrive early."
"Dragon-type Elite Four member Dorasena said with a smile."
This elegant woman held a cup of black tea, her gentle demeanor like that of a friendly older sister next door.
Sitting opposite her, Zhi Mi stirred her coffee with a small silver spoon while unable to resist making a sarcastic remark:
"Even when choosing top-quality ingredients, you have to go to the early market to find the freshest ones. It's the same principle when watching a game; if you arrive late, you can only watch the replay, which is no fun at all."
Yan Kai was somewhat embarrassed by what the two said:
"Hey, I didn't mean to be late. It just takes time to get there."
"puff--"
Pachira couldn't help but laugh out loud. The fire-type queen was wearing a red business suit today, which was both capable and charming.
She got up and went to Yan Kai, circled him once, and joked:
"What you're saying, King Yan Kai, is like making it sound like we can teleport. But then again..."
She tapped the breastplate of the goose armor, making a dull thud.
"You do look like a mobile dangerous item. Should I do some reporting for you? Say it's our lab's new invention, a walking tin man?"
“Pachira, you can’t do this to me,” Yan Kai protested, but his tone was more of a helpless expression.
These colleagues are all incredibly talkative.
"Alright, alright, let Yan Kai go. His distance is indeed far."
A gentle voice rang out. Karuno, dressed in a white dress, sat in the main seat, holding several documents in her hands.
Upon hearing the champion speak, Pachira's smile faded:
"Since the champion has spoken, this humble woman will naturally obey."
The exaggerated movements made Zhi Mi roll his eyes.
"Pachira is being too over-the-top. Your acting skills are nowhere near as good as Miss Karuno's."
"Of course, they're professionals."
Pakira waved his hand dismissively and returned to his seat: "I'm just an amateur."
Karuno shook her head helplessly; each of these Ultron champions was more individualistic than the last.
She closed the document and said seriously:
"It's rare for everyone to get together today, so we must do a good job of security. There are too many spectators at the finals, and we absolutely cannot allow any accidents to happen."
As she spoke, she looked at Yan Kai.
Do you understand?
Yan Kai quickly waved his hand: "Don't look at me, Champion. This time, it's Pachira who's in charge of security."
He used to be the one in charge of security, but this time he was late.
Paqila stepped forward and said, "I'll take your place," her gentle tone almost moving him to tears.
What an amazing colleague! Although he loves to joke around, he's reliable when it counts!
Pachira, from today onwards you are my half-sister!
"Napakira, you..."
Karuno then looked at Pachira, who smiled sweetly: "Don't worry, I guarantee the plan will go perfectly~"
As for which plan it is, that's hard to say.
The venue was bustling with noise.
The host's voice, amplified through the speakers, filled the entire venue, instantly igniting the atmosphere.
"After nearly a month of fierce competition, this moment has finally arrived: the final of the Miare Tournament!"
"Now, let's give a warm round of applause to our two finalists!"
"First of all, they come from the distant Kanto region and have many years of experience in organizing conferences."
"Little Ash!!!"
Xiao Zhi strode out of the passage.
He was still wearing his training uniform, his hat was on properly, and he had his signature sunny smile on his face.
Pikachu just sat on his shoulder.
The audience's reaction... was a bit subtle.
"Oh oh oh!!"
"I want to see Greninja!"
"Greninja is the coolest! Go, local frog!"
"Greninja, charge! Let the outsiders see the power of Kalos Pokémon!"
Most of the cheers were directed at Greninja.
After all, Ash himself is from the Kanto region, so he doesn't have a large fan base in Kalos, but Greninja is different.
That's Kalos's native Pokémon, and a rare Bond Phenomenon form at that, so it's naturally quite popular.
In a sense, Ash benefited from the popularity of his own Pokémon.
In the front row of the audience, Ah Xun watched this scene with envy in his eyes:
"Ash is pretty clever, isn't he? He even knows how to use Greninja to boost popularity..."
Yesterday, he didn't have a single supporter! Not even a single person cheering him on!
It's true what they say, comparisons are the thief of joy!
Xiaoyun patted Axun on the shoulder and comforted him:
"Don't be sad, at least you still have a handsome head of blond hair."
"What kind of consolation is this?!"
Ah Xun got angry.
At this moment, the host's voice rang out again:
"And the other one is still our beautiful trainer, the newly crowned Carlos Queen, Miss Hikari!!"
Xiao Guang walked out of the passageway with a gentle yet confident smile on her face. She bowed gracefully to the audience.
"Go, Miss Hikari!"
"Defeat the evil Kanto trainer!"
"For Carlos's honor!"
"Your Majesty will prevail!"
The audience shouted until their faces turned red, their enthusiasm comparable to that of a celebrity fan meeting, perfectly demonstrating what it means to be completely engrossed in cheering.
Although Xiao Guang is also from out of town, as the newly crowned Queen of Carlos, the people of Carlos have subconsciously come to regard her as one of their own.
Anyway, it doesn't matter who I cheer for, I'll give priority to pretty girls.
Xiao Guang, standing on the other side of the field, felt a little embarrassed by the enthusiasm and whispered:
"Wow, so welcoming..."
The plot about a Sinnoh person fighting for the honor of Kalos is a bit fantastical.
On the other side, Ash scratched his head, thinking to himself, "Is Dawn really that popular? I don't remember her being this popular back in Sinnoh..."
He now finally understands how Ah Xun felt yesterday.
Indeed, it wasn't very pleasant.
In the VIP room, Shimi Tenoh looked down with great interest: "If the opponent is Hikari, I should be able to see that Greninja this time, right?"
Dorasena took a sip of her black tea and smiled:
"Compared to Greninja, I'd rather that girl win. I really like her elegant yet powerful fighting style."
And she's good-looking too; pretty girls always get preferential treatment.
Yan Kai nodded and said, "I think either way is fine, as long as the competition is exciting."
"Then, the final round of the Miare Tournament shall now begin!"
The referee rode his Aegislash monster to the center of the arena, and as the flag rose into the air, the noise in the arena reached its peak.
In the front row of the audience, Serena clasped her hands together and whispered a prayer: "Ash, do your best..."
Between her best friend and her boyfriend, Serena decisively chose the one with more words.
I'm sorry, Dawn. Ash really worked hard for this tournament.
At this moment, both players on the field took out their first Poké Balls.
The two exchanged a glance and threw their weapons simultaneously!
boom!boom!
Two white lights flashed by.
On Ash's side, a Pokémon with flames burning on its back appeared. It looked like an upright ferret, with sharp eyes and an imposing presence.
It is Typhlosion, which evolved from the previous Rockruff!
Baku!
The Firestorm Beast let out a low growl, and flames erupted from its back, instantly raising the temperature.
Finally, it's my turn to go on stage! This is a great opportunity to shine! I must fight spectacularly and make sure all the spectators remember the heroic figure of my Tyrannosaurus!
Xiao Guang's side also has a Fire-type Pokémon.
Its upper body is covered with a circle of fluffy, soft white down, and it has three pairs of orange-red wings on its back, which, when spread out, resemble six burning flame petals, radiating a warm light.
It was Little Red, one of the Volcano Moth brothers.
"Whoosh!"
Little Red also let out a cry, its wings flapping gently, creating gusts of hot air.
It glanced at the fiery beast opposite it:
Also fire-type? Interesting. Let's see what you're made of!
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