"Zhulan Champion, that one-on-six battle just now is really exciting! I've often seen your fights on TV, but now it's even more impressive to see them up close. ”

As soon as she got rid of the entanglement of her research assistant Neil, Zhulan was immediately blocked at the door by the interested curator's daughter.

"Especially the last move of Rose Redo, it seems to be a grass attribute skill called "Falling Colorful", right? It's gorgeous! Even those gorgeous contest performances held in the city did not have such a splendid move effect! Speaking of which, there's a Menas among the elves you're good at, right? Since Zhulan Champion Your Pokémon are so good at gorgeous moves, why have you never participated in a gorgeous tournament as a coordination trainer? ”

"Well, I've actually been a guest a few times, but I'm not very used to that style of play."

Zhulan used the Poké Ball to retract Rose Leiduo, and looked at the excited woman in front of her with some headache.

It took more time than expected to search for the Western-style Pavilion in the forest in the morning, and now that it was already afternoon after this mentoring battle, she was a little worried about whether she would be able to complete the investigation of the Mori-no-Western-style Pavilion within today's time.

"How is that possible? With the strength of the Zhulan champion, can't he pass the selection of the gorgeous competition? ”

Miss Venexia's eyes widened in curiosity, as if she didn't realize that she was standing between the Sinnoh Champion and the gate of the Western-style Pavilion.

Glancing at Junsha, who was shrugging helplessly behind Venixia, Zhulan sighed lightly, and had to patiently answer the question-

"The Magnificent Contest is indeed a novel and interesting mode of competition, and it can be developed to the point where it can almost compete with regular elves, which also shows the uniqueness of its charm."

Looking up at the window of the Mori no Yokan, I saw that Mei Dan and Xena, who had been watching the battle, were no longer there. The Sinnoh Champion then continued—

"If I had prepared well, I would have been able to pass the selection of the Gorgeous Contest. Whether it's a solo performance or a gorgeous battle later, it's not a problem for me. Part of the reason why I didn't do that was because with my current status, it was indeed too bullying to go out and compete with those ordinary coordination trainers. And if I play against those top coordination trainers, even if I can rely on the strength of the elves to quickly knock down the opponent within the rules, I can't take care of the aesthetics of the moves in a hurry, and the final game presented to the audience will not have much value to watch. ”

"Then why do you have to knock out your opponent quickly?"

Venexia also seemed to know something about the Magnificent Contest, and tilted her head and asked.

"In a normal gorgeous battle, shouldn't the two sides tacitly leave enough opportunities so that the Pokémon on both sides of the game can show their most gorgeous side to the fullest?"

"Yes, that's the second reason why I don't like to participate in the Glam Contest."

Zhulan casually took a half step forward and patted the little girl's shoulder cordially, which caught Miss Winnixia off guard.

"Just like the previous mentoring battle, if the Adik Champion of the United Region were to guide you, he would probably deliberately let the elves lower the power of their attacks by a level, so that the students could hold up a few more moves in the battle and gain more combat insights - and I couldn't do that. Since I see the weakness of the opponent's defense, I can't turn a blind eye; Now that I feel a flaw in my opponent's fighting rhythm, I can't continue to remain indifferent. ”

"Can't do it...... Is there any mercy? ”

"No, no, it is still possible to restrain the power to avoid accidental injury. I'm just, how to put it? You can't ignore the looming opportunities. ”

The Sinnoh Champion smiled a little self-deprecatingly, looking at Venexia's eyes, but it seemed to be the mockery of someone with absolute confidence.

And in this moment of trance, Venia Xia inadvertently gave way to the gate of the Mori Pavilion because of the action guidance of the Zhulan Champion.

At the same time, the champion, who was never willing to miss the opportunity, stepped forward without hesitation, passed in front of the owner's daughter, stood in front of the gate and turned around and said with a smile-

"So, it's for this reason, whether it's calling me impersonal, militant, or violent, in short, I personally don't like the battle system of the Gorgeous Tournament that much. Perhaps elegance and magnificence are not for me, neither I, nor Roseredo, nor Menas, can afford to miss the opportunity to defeat the enemy in a single blow for the sake of the beauty of the move or for any other reason. ”

She suddenly remembered a past time when she had attended a gorgeous contest, when she had been introduced by Melissa, the leader of the Clan Gym in Jiayuan City, to play an exhibition match with a coordination master from the Hoenn region. At that time, the battle was quite fierce, and in the end, he used Rose Redo to defeat the trainer's water-type Pokémon at the cost of sacrificing a large number of gorgeous points.

Zhulan still remembers the first thing the trainer said to herself after the battle-

"The last move of Rose Thunder, if the color of the petals released can be distributed according to the ratio of white, red, and blue -7:2:1, the visual effect can be perfect."

Alas...... I don't know what to say.

Everyone has their own philosophy and persistence, and they are not the same kind of people as the trainers like that after all. I still prefer simple and efficient battles to the thrilling gorgeousness. But perhaps for that person, power that is not flashy is meaningless, and the so-called strength is just a by-product of the pursuit of beauty. No one can decide which is better or worse, and there is no need for others to judge.

By the way, the other party seems to be calling Mikeli, and it seems that he is still the head of the gym in a big city......

Gathering his thoughts, the Zhulan champion raised his hand again: "Let's go, Junsha." Now is not the time to be lazy and relax, so let's investigate the things in the Western-style museum, I'm still waiting to unearth the ruins of mythology. ”

"Don't rush, it's coming."

Junsha put away the mobile phone that she didn't know what she was querying, and followed through Venexia, chasing Zhulan into the mansion, laughing as she walked-

"What kind of militant violent maniac, how can anyone in the world say that about you, even Hugo doesn't dare to make such a joke."

Suddenly, Miss Junsha seemed to think of something, paused and said to herself: "However, if it was Brother Ling, he might have rolled his eyes behind his back and said that the weight of the word 'champion' is heavier than all the words that describe violence combined." ”

Maybe for his detective brother, even if it is the title of "champion" that everyone desires, in his eyes, it is just a useless thing as light as a feather......

Thinking so for no reason, Zhulan ignored the teasing of the police officer, and sped up her pace again, entering the interior of the Mori no Yo Pavilion.

Whether it is Zhulan, who is interested in mythological relics, or Junsha, who is investigating the history of the Western-style Pavilion, both of them plan to go to the basement to have a look first. Look at what that research has been hidden from Professor Meydan for decades.

What is it that deserves a decade of sponsorship money from the big boss of Hager? Why should this research be kept hidden and handed over to his old classmate, Professor Mei Dan, to study on his own? Why is Mei Dan so confident, believing that outsiders will never be able to see the specific content of the research only from the research equipment and research site?

At the same time, under the afternoon sun, a huge gray-brown silhouette appeared.

It was a huge bird that seemed to be made of metal, with sharp wings flapping and reflecting a blinding light. And under the two sharp claws of this big metal bird, there is a magnificent luxury car.

The third wave of guests of the Mori no Yokan is coming.