The elf trapping boy

Chapter 401 The Rambler's Surfing Contest Opens!
398. The Rambler's Surfing Contest Opens!
"I'll go to the Pokémon Center first."

"I'll go as well……"

Wukong didn't expect the burning worm to hatch so quickly, and he didn't make any preparations in advance. The newly hatched Pokémon had very picky requirements on food. Since he didn't prepare in advance, he had to go to the Pokémon Center to ask for help. Miss Joy is gone.

Use a baby ball to subdue the newly hatched burning worm, and after calling the Pokémon Center to ask in advance, Wu Kong and Wu Kong went out to take a taxi.

Wu Kong has seen a lot of information about the appearance of Pokémon eggs before. As for what the eggs of the burning worm look like, he really didn't find graphic information on the Internet. After all, the Pokémon of the Vulcan Moth series has always been quite mysterious.

When I saw this egg in the incubator of the Shenshan Noble School before, the staff said that this egg was found and sent over by a doctor of archeology in the tomb site, so the life experience of the burning insect really has some stories. But in any case, the burning bug can be labeled with one: the label of ancient species.

"The gray-white eggshell looks a bit like a fragment of the fossilized eggshell of a giant raptor..."

Take a taxi from the entrance of Lanpurqi Resort Hotel to the Pokémon Center, which is the city center, so it only took five or six minutes to arrive. Wu Kong, who had greeted Miss Joey in advance, arrived at the Pokémon Center. Time is well taken care of.

Wukong stood beside the little guy outside the healing room, his eyes were full of pampering, and there was still half a year before the opening of the Quartz Conference, which was enough time for Wukong to cultivate the burning worm into a single The main force on one side.

"Burning Bug is in good health, Wu Jun don't need to worry!"

Except that the Burning Bug baby was taken care of by Ms. Joey on the first day, Wukong took care of the little guy on the second day, and Xiaoxia and Alijia were busy preparing for the surfing competition on the second day, because of the reason for this event , the entire city of Rampulchi became extremely lively.

The beach has already begun to arrange the venue for the surfing competition. Wu Kong called Kona and postponed the previously agreed battle until the morning of the next day after the surfing competition ended.

After all the complicated things are pushed away, except for doing a little training for the big needle bee in the morning... Wukong takes care of the little burning bug all day long, and uses the massage essential oil prepared by Alijia for him to do for other Pokmon under him. Relaxation therapy.

In addition to Ghost Stone whose body is illusory, and the huge fast dragon who has been wandering alone for so many years, looking for his own companions and ethnic groups, and now has a rare chance to sleep peacefully in the Wukong Pocket Baby Ball, even Lightning Tori Wukong also used a hard-bristled brush to give it a relaxing massage.

The rare vacation passed quickly in a leisurely rhythm. On the third day after Wu Kong and his party arrived in Rampurqi, the long-awaited surfing competition officially started.

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There are quite a few players participating in the Rampurchi City Surfing Competition this time. After calculation by the event organizer, the competition officially started at nine o'clock in the morning.

Although Wu Kong didn't intend to participate in the competition, but when he was walking outside, he heard everyone discussing the surfing competition, and he learned a lot of useful information.

The sea outside Rampurchi, due to the drastic change of gravity on this day of the year, the tides will become more violent. The waves in the morning are already at the highest level when the waves are usually the highest. Will reach the strongest time of the day.

According to the organizer's calculations, the first few rounds of knockout rounds can be completed in the morning, and the semi-finals and finals will be held in the afternoon.

The event banner balloons of the travel agency in Lamplech City flew high in the sky, and there were various advertisements of the sponsors on the beach. Although there was an event platform on the beach, the venue for this event was not here.

"Ho Ho Ho... The annual surfing competition in Rampurchi City will start soon. Tourists and friends who have purchased tickets, please lead by the staff to board the three waves in turn. Yachting, contestants come to the stage to draw lots, and when two contestants with adjacent numbers are drawn later, the first round of elimination will be held in order."

Beside the event stage on the beach, there are constantly fireworks flying into the sky and exploding, gorgeous event promotion background wall, various eye-catching event sponsorship slogans, banner hydrogen balloons in the sky, explosion of fireworks and whistle of cruise ships at the pier Sound, the event has not started yet, the tourists, audience and contestants on the field are already excited.

Today's weather is very good, the sky is as blue as washing, and a few white clouds are sparsely dotted in the sky.

The cool, salty sea breeze made waves on the sea surface, and the coconut trees on the beach were also buzzing.

"You two have to work hard, Yuan Fatty and I will support you."

Separated from Xiaoxia and Alijia, Wu Kong and Jin Zuoyuan followed the tourist team on a motorboat and boarded a yacht moored on the farther sea, while Xiaoxia and Alijia carried surfboards and arrived with other players. Draw lots on the built event stage.

"Whoosh..."

Riding on a motorboat, the sea breeze blows into my ears. When I was in Ziwan Town, spring and summer alternated. The flood season when the carp king migrated and spawned. More than three months have passed in Jinhuang City, and now it is officially a year. It is the hottest season in middle temperature, not to mention Rampurqi, a tropical city close to the equator.

A white loose T-shirt printed with coconut trees, a pair of sea blue knee-high shorts, and a pair of pineapple yellow flip-flops casually worn on the feet.

The sea breeze was blowing his chestnut hair, riding on the motorboat driven by the staff, Wu Kong's amber eyes were full of relaxation and enjoyment.

The little fat man was also wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt, and the two boarded the yacht for tourists to watch the game, waiting for the exciting game to start here.

"Gull..."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

The competition has not officially started yet, and flocks of long-winged gulls have already performed flying acrobatics on the seashore with friends and companions. Their snow-white bodies sometimes fly high, and sometimes swoop back, and their dark yellow flippers stir the sea breeze. , the bright yellow sharp beak pecks the sea surface from time to time, I don’t know if it is playing or looking for small fish and shrimps.

Ms. Junsha from Rampurchi City rides a police motorboat to maintain order at sea. Of course, they still play the role of lifeguards more today.

"Oh...they're here, the game is about to start."

I don't know that the loud tourist shouted, attracting all the audience on the tourist board to turn their eyes to the direction of the beach again.

Sure enough, the contestants had already drawn lots, and one by one, they took the motorboats of the staff and began to drive towards them.

But when I got closer, I realized that the destination of the motorboat was not the big yacht they were on, but the place in front of the yacht, which is the stage for the contestants to show themselves, and they are just spectators with a good perspective seats only.

　ps. Thank you book friend [Evil and Confused] for rewarding 1000 starting coins!
　　I haven't seen the ID of this old book friend for a long time, and suddenly I was a little emotional when I saw it. When I first started the book, many book friends said that they would always accompany Doubanjiang, but they dispersed after walking.

　　It may be that Doubanjiang's writing is not good enough, and the young author still has a B number in his heart.

　　Thanks again to the friends who have been silently supporting and accompanying Doubanjiang, I sincerely thank you all!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)