This elf world is a bit strange

Caidou, who was not good at telling lies, realized that she couldn't hide it, so she nodded obediently.

"I'm free today too, let's watch it together in the evening."

Putting down the clean milk, the middle-aged man with difficulty in walking supported himself on the armrests of the chair with his arms and stood up with the help of his wife.

The karate master, who was greatly admired by the fighting master Ah Si, restrained his stern side in front of his daughter for the first time in a long time, and showed some kindness that belonged to a father.

But soon, this touch of kindness was replaced by a sharp edge.

"I also want to see what level of opponent you've been thinking about forever is. I also want to see how strong the fighting gym in Carlos is after Cocobul retired."

Even though he had serious injuries that were difficult to heal and even moving was difficult, when he opened his eyes, the sharp cold light still made people dare not look directly at him.

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On the fifth floor of Jiayuan Gym, Melissa, who had just finished her performance, picked up her phone with interest, sat cross-legged on her bed in the dark, and rubbed the wizard hat that the dream demon had brought over.

In Green Ridge City, after giving two outspoken little brats a severe lesson and being taught a lesson by Champion who was not doing his job and stayed at home, the indignant Furong rushed to Songshen Mountain overnight.

The top of the tower was scorched. Master Songye, who had closed the gym for a day, sat cross-legged on the floor, which still retained the same appearance as when it was struck by lightning, holding his tablet computer, staring intently.

At the Sinnoh League headquarters, King Gosong, who was working late into the night and writing furiously, had indignation in his eyes, but he dared not say anything. He only wanted to finish the mountain of work at hand as quickly as possible and wait for the quiet moment in the second half of the night to watch the battle.

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Carlos, Miare City, Miare Arena.

September 3th, morning.

The bright morning light pierces the night sky, and the sleeping city wakes up from its dream.

With crowds of people coming from everywhere to a common destination, today's metropolis has only one theme.

Fight and win.

The apprentices of Bai Ke Gym walked in the front of the crowd, surrounding Brilanche who was wearing a white beret and enjoying everyone's attention.

Behind her, Ge Jihua was smiling and greeting De Fu whom she met on the way.

Not far away was the team from Miare University. Everyone from freshmen to prospective graduates were present, led by the smiling Bai Yu.

In the crowd at the back, Chaklo and Violet were still hiding in inconspicuous places, but today, there were two more guys who couldn't sit still around them - Xitron, who was freed from the commentary task, and his sister who was insisting on coming to the scene.

The stalls in the square outside the venue were still bustling, but the one with the best business was missing. The boss with an ever-changing appearance and her taciturn little follower were nowhere to be found, perhaps hiding in the crowd.

In this small space, most of Carlos' top trainers and their disciples gathered.

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The noise outside the venue gradually faded away, but the excitement inside the arena had just begun.

The chaotic entrance finally came to an end with some stumbling. The champions in their best attire took their seats in the VIP seats. Chairman Ravi walked out slowly from the aisle behind him, and beside him was a mobile base carrying the Miare Gold Cup, which was pushed by several staff members.

Seeing the championship trophy appear, the many Sala spectators who had arrived overnight cheered loudly.

The joy of the previous early summer is still in sight, and the joy of early spring is coming again. Regardless of the outcome, the golden cup will return to their home by the sea with them.

The surging sound waves rose up into the sky and headed straight for the horizon.

Even though the chairman repeatedly pressed his hands together, he was unable to suppress the enthusiasm at the scene. He could only smile bitterly and sit down, waiting for the emotional outburst to come to an end.

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At Firio's home, Kamal, who had taken a leave of absence from school, sat on the sofa with his wife in his arms, looking at TV with satisfaction.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. When I opened the door, I saw the kind-looking Kokobul standing outside with a smile on his face.

In the college, Muriel, with a cheerful face, was leaning on an armchair without any image at all. There was no one beside her, only shadows tumbling under her feet, and finally a purple fat man came out with a bunch of snacks.

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In the player passage that had been newly renovated overnight, listening to the noise outside the venue gradually fading away, Filio's face was calm, and his distant gaze was fixed forward.

The blue light of superpowers flashed in his eyes.

Passing through the exit of the contestant channel, through the narrow glass corridor and the battle field that has not yet risen, you can just see Korni playing with the corner of her clothes.

Then, without any warning, the supernatural power extended straight in all directions. In an instant, countless information flooded into Firion's mind, making him feel as if he was above the Miale Arena, and he could see every inch of land, every person, and every Pokémon here.

The audience's faces were filled with joy and anticipation.

The chairman walked to the microphone with a smile, took out the contestant information in his hand for the second time, and prepared to read it out himself.

Joan sneaked to the aisle behind the VIP seats, pricked up her ears to listen to something, but was caught on the spot.

Sitting in a row with their friends, chatting and laughing, Axel and Huayi arrived in time for the finals.

Thornton skipped work and rushed from Sara to hang out in the stands of Miare University, playing and joking with Antoine.

Haiyun and Yaya couldn't wait to take pictures with their cameras even before they saw the contestants.

Kaicheng, with a lily-root doll on his head, was chatting enthusiastically with a stranger he met for the first time.

Of course, there is also Nazi, who wears big sunglasses, hiding her expression in the darkness, giving off a cold and aloof aura.

As if she felt Firio's attention for no reason, Nancy gently took off her sunglasses, and her eyebrows curved in a soft arc.

Countless memories accumulated during the long journey gathered together in his heart, making Firio's heart exceptionally pure and peaceful. The invisible power sleeping in the deepest part of his spiritual world trembled slightly, and a shallow warm current surged out.

[Please welcome the champion of the first half, Firio from Sala City, to the stage! 】

The countdown on the big screen reached zero and the reminder to go on stage sounded in my ears.

[The Miare Conference Finals begins now! ]

The shouts from outside the stadium disappeared in an instant, and only the warm atmosphere brewing with bated breath spread in the packed Miale Arena.

"let's go."

Firion touched the dream demon that was eager to try above his head, put it back into the Poké Ball, smiled, and walked into the corridor lit by spotlights and sunlight.

Chapter 249: Tactics and Momentum: Different Paths to the Same End (Part )

"Please take your positions, both players!"

With the command flag held high, the referee, who had been working overtime for many days, stood on his aircraft and looked around at the command seats on both sides.

On the big screen, Firion and Korne's portraits appeared at the same time, six Poké Balls lit up below, and Carlos's unique battle melody spread throughout the venue through a high-power loudspeaker.

"Now, let me read out the rules of this game. The Miare tournament finals will be a 6-on-6 full-scale battle. The battle field will be randomly drawn from the field library. If one side has three Pokémon that lose their combat capability, they will enter the halftime break, change the battle field, and then redraw the second half. If all Pokémon on either side lose their combat capability, the other side will win!"

The weather was cool, but the referee already had beads of sweat on his face, which trembled slightly as he spoke in a steady and powerful voice.

On the big screen, images of more than a dozen battle sites flashed continuously, gradually slowing down, and finally freezing in a green.

Grassland venue.

"Rumble..."

Amid the roar, the battlefield sealed underground slowly rose up. People held their breath, waiting for the battle to begin.

"Snapped"

In the silence, Korne suddenly threw a Poké Ball from her palm, which enlarged in the air. She grabbed it firmly and stretched it towards Firion.

That was the provocative move she would make every time she challenged Firion to a fight, but it had a different flavor at this moment.

Firion chuckled, clenched his Poké Ball, pressed it against his forehead, and moved his lips slightly.

The flag was suddenly waved, and the referee's sonorous shout spread throughout the stadium: "Now, the game begins!"

"Go, Mosquito-sport!" Kornie threw the Poké Ball with all her might.

In the white light, the strong and powerful mosquito-repellent swimmer clapped his fists together, and the sharp claws hanging on his wrists swayed gently.

The black stripes wrapped around the abdomen one after another highlight the extremely solid muscles. The azure body looks extremely powerful in the sun, and the big, bright eyes look straight ahead.

Mosquito coil swimmer

Sex: male

Attributes: water, fighting

Features: water storage

Energy accumulation: 56

At the same time, Firion threw out his own Poké Ball: "The Vanguard is in your hands, Emperor Nabo!"

"Boom"

The majestic Emperor Naboo landed steadily on the field, with dark feathers, deep eyes, and a bright golden crown shining in the sun.

"Sa——"

With the sound of breaking through the air, its wings slashed horizontally, and a sharp aura emanated from its body, instantly overshadowing the aggressive mosquito-repellent swimmer.

Korni looked unusually serious, for she was well aware of Emperor Nabo's strength. Although he was not very conspicuous, he was the backbone of Firion's team both in offense and defense, and had even had a brief battle with the crazy Mewtwo.

However, the stage of battle is never determined by the strength on paper; attacking forward with dignity is her way as a trainer!

Moreover, the characteristics are also an advantage!

She clenched her fists tightly, and a strong wave of energy surged out of her body. Korni shouted, "Swim, explosive fist!"

"Nero!"

The mosquito-repellent swimmer's eyes became stern, his fists were raised high with a scarlet light shining on them, he kicked his feet and rushed out brazenly.

"Emperor Nabo, move at high speed." Firio said in a deep voice.

"despair"

With a crisp sound, Emperor Nabo's body turned into a black and blue afterimage. Instead of retreating, he advanced and headed straight towards the mosquito-repellent swimmer.

Amid the exclamations of tens of thousands of spectators, the two Pokémon moved towards each other and were engaging in close combat in a blink of an eye.

At the moment of intersection, Firio closed his eyes and exerted his superpowers to an unprecedented degree, repelling Korni's fierce wave in one fell swoop and taking in everything on the field.

The heavy fist flashing with red light came with the sound of wind and smashed heavily on the rushing Emperor Nabo. His eyes were as sharp as torches, full of determination and confidence to win, but when he got close to him, he revealed a flaw that was barely noticeable and not even a flaw.

Soft soil.

"Emperor Nabo, left parry! Stomp!"

His tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, the surging air blew his clothes, and Firio shouted loudly, resounding throughout the venue.

"Enpe!"

His sharp eyes shot out a chilling light that was captivating. Facing the fierce attack, Emperor Nabo was not panicked at all. He stepped hard, increased his speed by three points, and took a big step to the left front.

The right wing was raised high, blocking the trajectory of the explosive fist.

"Shhh"

With a powerful move, the heavy punch, which was not known for its stability, immediately changed direction, taking away only a fragile feather.

"clatter"

It's like a drop of water falling into a pond, creating ripples one after another.

The Emperor Nabo, who had "let" pass half a body length, was as calm as water. He stared at the mosquito-repellent swimmer rushing past him, and even saw the slightest fluctuations in its eyes clearly.

Underfoot were flexible grass leaves and soft soil, even still moist from watering in the early morning.

Everything that Firion saw was transmitted to its spiritual world without reservation, including the tactics that suddenly came to his mind.

The wide flippers were lifted up with force and dropped suddenly before the mosquito-repellent swimmer rushed away.

It flows smoothly without any hesitation or thought.

"boom--"

The earth was shaking, the grassland was wailing, and my legs and feet were numb and uncontrollable due to the violent shaking.

Everything under my feet became erratic, like balls of cotton.

The sudden heavy blow shocked Korni and Mosquito-repellent swimmer.

Before they could react, the ground beneath the mosquito-repellent swimmer's feet collapsed instantly, trapping its short and thick legs in it.