vncnus Chapter 453 Royal Masked Man, Please Send Out Your Partners
Chapter 453 Royal Masked Man, Please Send Out Your Partners
Two weeks later, at the Quartz Conference finals.
The final match was a huge success, with a huge roar of voices from the crowd.
The remaining number of Pokémon on both sides was clearly displayed on the screens on both sides.
On Ash's side, the portraits of five Pokémon have already turned gray.
Charizard, Forsaken, Pidgeot, Gengar, and Aerodactyl—each one is a key Pokémon he has carefully trained, and all of them have made great contributions in previous competitions.
And now, they have all fallen on the final stage, fallen in front of that muscular man wearing a colorful mask.
"Pikachu..."
Right now, only Pikachu remains, standing alone on the field, a section of its tail fur singed, its ears drooping, and it panting heavily.
In contrast, the Royal Masks only sent out three Pokémon.
Lucario, Regal Naboo, and Incineroar.
Three, only three, and they weren't even injured at all.
They defeated Ash's five main Pokémon one by one.
Right now, it's a battle between Pikachu and Incineroar.
The giant beast, as tall as a person, stood at the other end of the field, its fierce eyes coldly fixed on Pikachu, its mouth slightly parted to reveal sharp fangs.
Ash asked worriedly, "Pikachu, can we continue?"
"Pikachu..."
Pikachu turned around and glanced at Ash.
Its eyes were still bright, but its body was already swaying precariously.
Its fur was soaked with sweat and clung to its body, but was then evaporated by the sudden burst of flames.
In the audience, Xiao Mao stood with his arms crossed, leaning back in his chair, his expression serious.
He battled Royal Mask in the semifinals and only saw Royal Mask's second Pokémon.
The Royal Mask is too powerful, so powerful that even if he and Ash team up, they are no match for him.
The referee raised his flag, his gaze sweeping between the two competitors, then swung it down sharply: "The match continues!"
Ash, in a desperate move, waved his hand and shouted, "Pikachu, unleash your most powerful Thunder!"
"P...Pikachu!!!"
Pikachu raised its tail high, and the fiery red electric sacs on both sides exploded with endless lightning, disappearing into the clouds.
In an instant, the world changed color!
Dark clouds rolled in, and thunder roared!
Several jet-black bolts of lightning suddenly crashed down, striking the Blazing Roaring Tiger!
Dust flew and arcs of electricity crackled, but the Blazing Roaring Tiger remained unmoved, withstanding the attack head-on!
Immediately afterwards, a bright blue flame burst forth from its body, and it charged towards Pikachu with all four feet stomping on the ground!
The ground was charred and cracked, and the air was distorted by the scorching heat!
Pikachu's vision blurred, and before it could even react, it was violently slammed away by that terrifying force!
boom!
Pikachu's tiny figure was seen flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground, sliding several meters away, unable to get up again.
"Pikachu is unable to battle! Ash's six Pokémon are all unable to battle, therefore the winner is—the unnamed Royal Mask!"
The sound of Nirvana resounded throughout the entire venue.
The applause was thunderous and lasted for a long time.
In the VIP section, Yu Longdu turned to look at Li Luochen: "Next, I'll fight him. Who do you think will win?"
"It's hard to say." Li Luochen shook his head. "But if we really have to bet, I'm rooting for you, Uncle. Your chances of winning are ultimately higher."
"Then I'll take your good wishes."
Yu Longdu stood up, dusted off his clothes, and walked towards the center of the venue.
The ribbons were still falling, and the applause had not yet subsided. He was going to present the award to the champion who wished to remain anonymous.
......
Ash, carrying Pikachu, found Li Luochen in the corridor outside the venue.
His hat brim was pulled low, obscuring his expression.
Pikachu perched on his shoulder, its ears drooping and its tail hanging limply.
"Brother Luo Chen, I lost."
"Failure is the mother of success."
Li Luochen leaned against the wall, hands in his pockets, his gaze fixed on Xiaozhi. "Besides, that Royal Masked Man has Champion-level strength. You lost, and it's not unfair."
"The...the champion?!"
Xiao Zhi suddenly raised his head.
He knew the Royal Masked Man was very strong.
A Pokémon that can defeat six of his Pokémon with only three of its own must be very strong.
But champion level? That kind of existence that can crush the Four Heavenly Kings and whose status is almost at the top of a region?
Xiao Zhi swallowed hard, his voice trembling.
Such a strong player is going to compete in the Baby Cup?
Is this reasonable?
"Alright, go treat your partner. Then get some rest; there's a big show to watch tomorrow."
Li Luochen laughed loudly, patted Xiaozhi on the shoulder, and then turned and left.
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The awards ceremony took place the following day.
Yulongdu presented trophies and gifts to the champion, runner-up, and third-place winners.
After doing all this, he stepped aside and stood side by side with the three Heavenly Kings, Shiba, Kona, and Kikuko.
The four men stood in a row, looking imposing.
Alliance Chief Chairman Damaranchi walked onto the main field.
His hair and beard were all white, but his back was ramrod straight, and he took each step at a measured pace.
He stopped in front of the Royal Masked Man, raised his head, and looked down at the colorful mask.
"Champion Royal Masked Man Contestant".
Through the microphone, Dama Lanqi's voice, amplified by the speakers, resonated throughout the venue: "Do you want to participate in the upcoming King of Heaven Challenge?"
The moment these words were spoken, the entire venue fell silent.
In the audience, countless eyes lit up at the same time, then froze.
The champion of this year's Indigo League, Royal Mask, is a trainer from the Alola region.
It's already remarkable that a trainer from out of town won the championship.
This is extremely rare in the history of the Quartz Convention, and it is talked about by Kanto audiences for a long time after each convention.
If he were to challenge the Four Heavenly Kings again, losing would be fine; it would just be a laughing stock that "outsiders don't know their own limitations."
But what if we win? Wouldn't that be a slap in the face to the Kanto region?
Thinking of this, everyone gasped again.
The Royal Masked Man stood in the center of the hall, with the Fiery Roaring Tiger lying at his feet, its tail gently patting the ground.
He raised his head and looked at the four figures wearing cloaks on the platform, his gaze lingering on Yulongdu for a moment.
Immediately afterward, the Royal Masked Man spoke, his voice clear and distinct in the quiet hall: "I challenge the Dragon-type Elite Four member of the Kanto region, Lance!"
Upon receiving the answer, Yulongdu grinned.
The aura unique to dragon-type powerhouses suddenly descended.
An immense pressure surged forth from his body, pressing heavily over the entire venue.
This is the aura of the strong, the dragon's might forged through countless bloody battles, awe-inspiring power that needs no action to inspire fear.
The Royal Masked Man remained unmoved.
The immense pressure descended upon him like waves crashing against rocks, shattering into a misty spray.
He had already gripped the Poké Ball tightly in his hand, aiming the opening at Lance.
"very good."
Lance nodded slightly, flicked his wrist, and the Poké Ball flew out of his hand.
A burst of red light erupted, and a massive figure tore through the light.
Yulong leaped onto its shoulder and descended from the sky, landing steadily in the center of the arena.
"Challenger Royal Masked Man, please send out your partners."