There can't be Pokémon in my world

"Final?" The person in charge couldn't help shaking his head, and couldn't help sighing, "Oh...you don't understand! Now the finalist is Yao Zhenzhen. I thought the champion was born among her monks. To be honest, this I am more optimistic about the two of Master Shang, but now..."

The staff understood what the general manager meant, and became a little nervous now.

At this moment, the hooded gangster on the stage kicked the old builder with a flying knee, causing his bulky figure to shake.

Even the concrete block that he was holding in front of him with one hand shattered because he couldn't bear the power of the kick in the end, and countless limestone powder flew to the ground.

However, the joy in the hearts of the audience had just been ignited, and the old builder stood firm before the next blow, swung his arms, and grabbed the hooded gangster who was attacking in mid-air with his big palm, and slammed him hard. Beat to the ground!

"Not good!" Shang Lipeng frowned, staring at the center of the stage with a serious expression.

He hastily ordered, "You bastard with a turban, Zhenqi fist!"

The gangster in the turban who was grabbed and beaten was dizzy, but under the call of the trainer, he slammed it violently, broke free from the hands of the old builder, and concentrated on punching suddenly.

The invisible energy ripples spread out, setting off a gust of wind in the center of the stage.That zhenqi fist, which almost exhausted all the energy of the hooded gangster, hit the old builder's chest straight.

"Okay!" The emotional audience couldn't help but slapped their thighs and shouted, hoping from the bottom of their hearts that the blow of the turban gangster could eliminate the old builder.

On the stage, the veteran builder who was hit in the chest by a fist, his bones cracked as if they were exploding, his body stopped suddenly, and he let out a low buzzing sound.

However, only a few seconds later, under the disappointed eyes of the audience, it slowly stood up straight again, its arm muscles built up, lifted the remaining half of the concrete stone, and smashed it on the head of the hooded bastard!

"...!" Shang Lipeng's face tightened.

The scarred hoodlum gangster was hit by a huge force, and the gravel splashed, and he closed his eyes and fell down in a blink of an eye.

"It's broken, Master Shang really lost..."

The person in charge looked at this scene on the big screen, leaned his forehead on the back of the chair, and felt a headache.

The staff also became worried, not knowing what to say.

"Obviously the veteran builder suffered more serious injuries, how is this possible...?!" When the referee announced the verdict, some viewers questioned it in disbelief.

"Hey, Huaguo's style! If you lose the game due to your lack of strength, you shouldn't rely on us to cheat, right?" The country H player immediately squirted back.

The surrounding audience began to scold them from afar.

And more audiences were depressed, silently watching the medical staff waiting in the audience to pull the headscarves away with carts.

Pu Juntai stood on the stage with a smile on his face.

Listening to the noise around him, he bowed slightly to pay tribute to his opponent, "Concession."

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"This is prepared!"

At the same time, a guest said with a serious expression in the middle of the guest table, "We underestimated the people from country H... That veteran builder not only has amazing attack power, but also obviously has undergone special training in terms of physical strength and defense. If you want to start from this shortcoming, I'm afraid it won't work. I don't know how long the people of H country have prepared for this, if this continues, the follow-up situation of the game may not be good!"

The other guests agreed.

Thinking that the last match will be the duel between Yao Zhenzhen and Pu Juntai, the guests asked Wei, the master, about their chances of winning tomorrow's match.

"Today's game can only be like this, Mr. Wei, don't put too much pressure on the child." One person persuaded, "It's not bad to enter the finals at this age, give her a little more encouragement after going back, and let the child play as much as possible on the field tomorrow." Calm down..."

A group of guests talked about it as if they were sending their children to the examination room with concern.

"No, that kid's mentality is very stable. I never have to worry about it. I'd better come to see them tomorrow!" Old man Wei Yi believed in Yao Zhenzhen's strength in his heart. He just shook his head and turned his gaze to Yao Zhenzhen's direction.

******

At this time, Yao Zhenzhen, who had attracted the attention of many people, was sitting in the middle of the auditorium analyzing the battle that the old builder had just fought.

"The only advantage other fighting elves have over the builder is speed. But this is not so much a defect of the builder, as it is an aspect abandoned by its trainer strategy."

"Because the overly strong attack and better resistance of the builder, it is determined that it does not need to compare speed with other elves. After a long battle, as long as the opponent reveals one or two flaws, it is enough to build the old builder. The opponent has been defeated." Yao Zhenzhen said in a deep voice.

She figured it out. If measured by the data in the game, then the hard work of this builder was all focused on physical attack and blood volume, and both values ​​were fully filled.It's no wonder that the blood is thick and the attack power is explosive. Even in the negative burn state of the flame orb, he can maintain the continuous consumption of physical strength and fight with all his strength.

In this way, Master Shang's defeat this time is not difficult to understand. After all, the battle in reality is different from the turn-based sparring in Pokémon games.

Think about those hardcore ACT games in the previous life-"○Wolf", "Pakka Contract", "Blood Curse", "○Cry" and so on, and you will understand.Which of these games is not the boss with thick blood and explosive injuries.And the player is just a little squishy who kneels after a big move, and can only survive by moving around with snake skin.

This principle just applies to the battle mode of the builder.In the arena, it is the boss with only a little more blood.It doesn't matter if the speed is not fast, as long as the attack power is strong enough.As soon as the big move is activated, you will die if you rub the edge.Even if you stand still, you can still torture those players whose damage value is not high enough to death.

"Tsk, if this is the case, it's really a little difficult." Yao Zhenzhen focused on his expression and fell into deep thought.

Then her original kite-flying guerrilla warfare method may need to be changed.

Today, the turban gangsters mainly use wandering combat, but because of the lack of powerful long-range attack moves, they have to return to frontal melee combat, and eventually lose.

Although Lucario is better at long-range attacks with special energy such as wave missiles than turban gangsters.But if there is no big move that can threaten the old builder in one fell swoop, it is likely that it will gradually grasp the rhythm of the battle and force it to repeat the same mistakes.

"Lucario, let's go back to training before the audience leave the field?" Thinking of this, Yao Zhenzhen couldn't sit still, and looked at Lucario beside him.