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

Mom!I fucking watched a sprout cup and saw a divine beast!

Even in the Masters, I have never seen anyone using a divine beast!

It's really worth the money!

In the audience, Ah Jin and Xiao Yin were obviously stunned.

The two looked at each other, and Ah Jin muttered to himself, "Shuijun?"

"This shouldn't be the Suicune that Miss Xiaoxia entrusted to Chris, right?"

"There is still a water king in the Yan Kingdom?"

Xiaoyin nodded and continued, "It's definitely not Kris's. This Suijun obviously has no priesthood, but it should be a real divine beast."

"But...that doesn't change the overall situation?"

Ordinary audiences saw the legendary beast appear, and they should feel that the situation has been reversed, and Wu Zihao, the summoning god, has the possibility of turning over.

But those master trainers can make basic judgments.

Even Suicune, who is famous for his durability, can't eat the thunder that must hit the extreme special attack Magneto who pays attention to his eyes!

Mo Qiu's operation was just as predicted by the master trainers.

"Magneto, thunder!"

Still such a cold five words.

Trapped in the magic space, Sui Jun, who was stagnant in action, looked at the thunder falling from the sky with some solemnity, and assumed a posture of attacking.

A small and weak magnet Pokémon, with the help of the preparations made by his companions sacrificed himself, attracted Tianwei, and even suppressed the beast!

The overwhelming thunder, like a thunder dragon with claws and claws, directly hit the body of Sui Jun, who shone like a gem.

This is the thunder that knocks down the gods!

The God of the North Wind let out a miserable cry, and was enveloped in a violent thunder light, making people wonder for a while what its condition was.

A few seconds later, the thunder light dissipated, and a painful expression visible to the naked eye spread on Sui Jun's face. Wu Zihao didn't care about the injured Sui Jun at all, and waved his hand confidently.

"Suijun! Hold on! Boiling water fights back!"

Mo Qiu's expression was shocked, and he subconsciously squeezed his fist.

"What? Carry it down?!"

Seeing the belt that was quietly broken on Suijun's body, he suddenly nodded.

"So that's the case, imposing cloak?"

"No wonder it held up!"

"You are really evil, Sui Jun's durability is so hard, you actually wear a momentum belt to prevent seconds... It's really strange."

"Forget it, I can't expect you, as a rookie, to use the divine beast correctly."

"Now, you Suijun is already in a state of being broken at the touch of a touch. If the regular meditation-enhanced flow belt stand-in guards the meditation Suijun, I may still be a little bit afraid. Judging from your pre-match speech, [-]% of your NTs are leading Suijun from the fourth attack, right?"

"At most, it's the three attacks on Suijun. I can guess the combination -- meditation, boiling water, ice light, supernatural power?"

"This pet is really useless for you..."

Mo Qiu shook his head secretly as he vomited in his heart. He was a little distressed as he watched his little Magneto be instantly killed by the bruised Shui Jun with boiling water, but he did not show any panic.

He just took back Magneto, ready to replace it with his last Pokémon.

At the same time, he sighed in his heart.

Hey... At this time, if I finish with an electric bird, it will be a dramatic lore!

Why does he blame this stupid X system, he insists that I force the baby to win the game.

Forget it... After receiving the benefits, I have no position to say anything.

"Come out, Gaia!"

Mo Qiu threw the elf ball, and his initial elf, the little frog carrying a seed plant, came on the stage excitedly, and he was not afraid to face the god of the north wind. "Roared, not fierce, but very cute.

Wu Zihao's mood at this time is simply ups and downs, and victory is really lost for him.

The mere seeds of wonderful frogs can definitely be taken away by Sui Jun with a flash of ice!

This thing didn't even evolve into Froggrass, where did the combat power come from?

This stupid X is really useless flying mantis!

If the Flying Mantis is on the stage at this time, it can take away 100% of my Suicune with a flash of light, and the victory is sealed!

Really asking for trouble!

Brother Huang was also in a mood of ups and downs in the commentary booth, and his face became a little ugly, but he spent a lot of pocket money to disrupt the gambling game. If Mo Qiu lost, he would lose a lot.

However, the basic literacy of Brother Huang's explanation is still excellent.

"Is Contestant Mo Qiu's last Pokémon a Frog Seed? This is really bad!"

"Now the duration of the trick space has come! The rules of space distortion have disappeared, and there is still a period of rainy weather. In this case, there is a rainy weather bonus. Even if the freezing beam is not used, the boiling water Suicune of this department is enough to bring Take this wonderful frog seed that hasn't evolved yet!"

"Could it be that this fierce battle will come to an end from now on!"

Wu Zihao roared excitedly.

"I won!"

"Suicune! Freezing beam!"

"Hahaha! Mo Qiu! Did you see it!"

"Your weak Pokémon is not worth mentioning in front of the mighty Suicune, and I am the one who wins in the end!"

In Wu Zihao's roar, the powerful frozen beam directly hit the seeds of the wonderful frog, causing smoke and dust everywhere.

Mo Qiu squinted, carefully observed the state of the wonderful frog seeds, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

"Huh, it's good, it's not frozen."

"It's safe and sound~"

"Well... absorb a million tons of knives and make up for it, my dear son, Dad will treat you well, and the heads of the beasts will be collected for you!"

"Go back and thank you Magneto!"

Seeing Mo Qiu's relaxed expression, Wu Zihao groaned in his heart!

When the smoke cleared away, the scarred frog seed was still standing there tenaciously, while Suijun, who was a proud monarch, fell overwhelmed and couldn't stand up again.

Mo Qiu smiled contemptuously and pouted.

"Do you think I won't be able to count, your last main belt momentum cloak has survived the possibility of attacking and trying to counter-kill?"

"Do you think that only you can use the Imposing Cloak?"

"My darling son is also carrying an imposing shawl! I'm just waiting for an accidental damage to make up for it! I thought it would be good to have a head of Kentaro, but I didn't expect there was a big fish!"

"Wu Zihao, cheap people have their own way. God won't help you. If the freezing beam has a freezing effect, you will win."

"But... now what..."

"My destiny is mine!"

At this time, the shocked referee finally reacted from the abstract reality of Frog Seed's solo killing of Suijun, and raised his hand tremblingly.

"Suizun... Suizun is incapacitated!"

"Player Wu Zihao's three Pokémon are all incapacitated!"

"The winner of this game is -- Mo Qiu!"

The cheerful garlic-headed bastard is showing joy at the flamboyant and majestic on the battlefield, madly screaming "Chiu Mi", the mighty mythical beast Suijun who fell out of physical strength, and the weak and wonderful frog seeds celebrating the victory. The most powerful retort of all that has been said before, and the most intuitive and unspoken irony of his ridiculous racial ideals.

Just like when Sui Jun appeared, when Sui Jun exited, the audience was equally silent.

All the audience, including the barrage in the live broadcast room, fell into a brief silence, and time seemed to stand still.

Mo Qiu clapped his hands, clapped his hands, and paced to the center of the battlefield, standing beside the Frog Seed with a glorious face.

He looked at Wu Zihao, and he didn't have the happy look of beating the underdogs. This kind of victory was completely within his expectations. He even said that from the beginning, this battle had developed according to his established trajectory.

Hard against the bag beast, forced to switch to the dragon, took the opportunity to open the trick space, and then the dumb beast took advantage of the speed to drive out of the rainy day and then sacrificed and exited the field. The shackled frog seeds are used as insurance to complete the final repair.

Perfect tactical formulation and timing is almost a sure-win situation. The only thing that can affect the outcome is the random number of certain skill effects, which can be said to be very unlikely.

Mo Qiu stretched out three fingers, and a calm voice resounded throughout the audience.

"You have at least three chances to win against me in this battle, but because of your ridiculous idea, you eventually led to this inevitable defeat."

"First, if your kangaroo carries a controlling move like bluff, it will completely block the advance layout of the dumb beast and completely disrupt my tactical system. Unfortunately, your kangaroo will only be mindless. If you sacrifice your life, your brain will be stupid, right?"

"Second, even if your Chenglong trains a little bit of special defense and is full of HP, you still have a chance to survive the thunder of the little magnet monster under the random damage, creating a chance to fight back, but what are you talking about? The right to shoot is the suppression power, and the attack power is the key to victory? I heard that you like to train speed and attack attributes? Huh? Is it cool to be electrocuted?"

"Thirdly, Suijun is such a powerful mythical beast, a legendary Pokémon, that makes you use it in a mess. Even if you bring a Thunderbolt to guard against Magneto, you still have the possibility of continuing to make a comeback. What's the result?"

"Offensive is the best defense. Those fancy tactics are unnecessary! Except for grandstanding, it can't decide the outcome of a battle!"

"Which master's pre-match speech is this?"

Mo Qiu's tone was obviously flat, but in Wu Zihao's ears, it was like a violent storm, smashing his fragile psychological defense line into powder inch by inch.

In the face of the iron reality, his smug pre-match interviews, the overwhelming propaganda of capital, and the bet he was determined to win all turned into the last straw that overwhelmed him.

Mo Qiu didn't turn his attention to Wu Zihao anymore, but raised his head with burning eyes, looking around at the more than [-] spectators at the Shanghai Stadium.

"I don't mean to overturn the basic concept that racial values ​​matter."

"Yes, I know that it hurts to hit someone with a strong attacking Pokémon, a Pokémon with a good defense will take less damage, and a Pokémon with a fast speed will be able to grab the first move."

"This is the rule of the world, and it is also an unquestioned iron law."

"But, Pokémon battles shouldn't be that simple."

"Simple counterattack is everything, basic enhancements can be called tactics, and racial value determines everything!"

"If that's the case, what's the point of a trainer's existence?"

"It's good to let the Pokémon fight each other on their own, isn't the effect the same?"

"Everyone, I always believe that the key condition for deciding a matchup is definitely not the strength of the attributes of the Pokémon on both sides of the battle!"