The world of hardcore Pokémon can also be very warm

The sea breeze blows head-on, the salty smell surrounds the tip of the nose, and there is an indescribable feeling rippling in the heart.

On the calm sea, you can see a few long-winged gulls flying happily, and the warm sunlight shines on the blue sea, giving off a little silver light.

Ethereal and dreamy.

It seems to heal the soul.

Yang Yan has experienced a lot during this period. He just came out of the Orange Forest yesterday, but he did not expect to set foot on the boat to Kanto today.

Life is impermanent, and it is too late for people to react.

Yang Yan held the fishing rod in his right hand, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Ba Dadie, how do you feel when you see this endless sea?"

"Hey!"

Ba Dadie's eyes were bent into a crescent shape, flying slowly along the sea breeze, enjoying it very much.

"Mu Shougong, is this the first time you have seen the sea?" Yang Yan turned to look at Mu Shougong beside him: "How is it? Are you in a better mood?"

"Chamo."

Mu Shougong was standing behind the fence at the moment, looking up at Bibo in front of him, his mind, which had been tense these days, relaxed a little.

For a moment, it seemed to have forgotten those unpleasant memories in its heart.

Suddenly, the fishing rod in Yang Yan's hand tightened suddenly, and he hastened to grab it hard.

A fish is hooked!

I just don't know if it's a Pokémon.

Yang Yan retracted the fishing line bit by bit according to the fishing tutorials he had seen before, but the struggling force in the water was getting stronger and stronger. He could only slow down and choose to pull back and forth to consume the physical strength of the opposite side first.

Gradually, Yang Yan felt that the force coming from the water became weaker, so Yang Yan saw the timing and pulled it out suddenly!

"Crash!"

Yang Yan closed the rod, but the hook was not a certain Pokémon, but an ordinary sea fish.

Somewhat disappointed, Yang Yan still took the fish down and put it in a bucket beside him.

"Hey!

"Ba Dadie also showed an unhappy look.

"Chamo!"

Mu Shougong looked at Yang Yan, then at Ba Dadie, and then at the endless sea again, with a calm face that made it impossible to see what it was thinking in its heart at the moment.

"What a pity, it's not a Pokémon."

Yang Yan put on the bait again, cast the pole, and started the next fishing trip again.

This time he didn't choose to sit down, but came to the railing, wanting to see if there were Pokémon in the water up close.

Above the head is the Butterfly flying lightly, beside Mu Shougong looking into the distance, the earth is slowly receding, but the bustle in the ears never stops.

I really want my troubles to disappear at this moment, I really want to be filled with happiness at this moment, I really want time to freeze at this second...

Maybe God has set up traps for people, so that the happy time always feels so short.

Before he knew it, it was already 3:[-], and the game was about to start in half an hour, so Yang Yan had to put away his fishing rod and prepare to go back.

"Why, son, are you going back now?" An old man on the side saw Yang Yan's movements and couldn't help but say: "My son, fishing requires patience, and I can't bear it in such a short time. It's too impetuous."

After such a long time, Yang Yan only caught 5 sea fish, and he didn't even see the shadow of Pokémon.

The old man's words seemed to be teasing, but Yang Yan knew from his expression that the old man was actually admonishing him tactfully.

Advise him to persevere, and advise him not to give up easily.

"Master, I have to participate in the competition later," Yang Yan replied while packing his things, "So I have to go now."

The uncle laughed loudly: "So that's the case, then you go, fight well!" Then he pointed to Mu Shougong with his right hand: "Your Mu Shougong has good eyes, you should train it well!"

Yang Yan looked puzzled, he didn't know why the old man specifically mentioned Mu Shougong.

"Don't worry, sir, I know what to do."

The old man waved his hand and said, "Son, if you are interested in fishing, come back tomorrow, I might teach you how to do it, haha."

Yang Yan really wanted to complain: Didn't you catch more carp kings than me? What skills do you have to teach others?

Yes, among the people in this circle, apart from Yang Yan who had the worst harvest, only this uncle was as miserable as him.

Yang Yan has been down for such a long time, and Mao's Pokémon has not been caught. This uncle is just better than him by a little bit.

If there is a ranking, one of them is the last one and the other is the second last one, they are evenly matched, neither one is much better than the other.

But in front of the elder, Yang Yan couldn't save his face.

"Good sir, I will come again when I have time."

After finishing speaking, Yang Yan walked back carrying the fish bucket.

After returning the fishing rod, he now has two choices for the fish in his hand. The first is to sell it to the restaurant next to the fishing tackle shop, and the other is to hand it over to the waiters here, and let them deliver it to Yang Yan after it is ready. .

Since Yang Yan was not sure when the game would end, he had no choice but to sell the fish.

5 fish sold for more than 200 yuan, not too much, but at least enough to buy a few bottles of milk for a few Pokémon, not bad.

When Yang Yan came to the competition site, as far as he could see, there were already dense crowds gathered, including the players participating in the competition and the audience who wanted to watch the competition.

In the Pokémon world, there is never a shortage of people who like to watch Pokémon battles!

With great difficulty, Yang Yan squeezed through the crowd and came to the contestant area to take a seat.

It was only then that it noticed that because this was an official ship race, it had been scheduled to warm up before the race a long time ago.

No wonder there are so many people gathered here at this moment.

After counting around for a while, Yang Yan found that there were probably more than 500 people sitting in the player area like him, close to 600 people, which was about the same as his initial estimate.

Not long after, a few more people who looked like companions came over together, and after they came, the host of the game officially began to comment on the game.

After some introduction by the host, Yang Yan learned that there were 588 participants in this competition, and the first round of the knockout round was played in the order of No. 1 vs. No. 2, and No. 3 vs. No. 4.

This form will undoubtedly make those friends who signed up for the competition together directly face each other.

Yang Yan didn't know what the organizers were thinking. Could it be that they felt that friends were more familiar with each other, so fighting would look better?

If you don't believe me, look, many people sitting in the player area are gearing up for their friends.

But Yang Yan doesn't care, after all he came alone, he can fight with anyone.

Yang Yan picked up the number plate with number 150 written in his hand, which means that his opponent in the first game was number 149.

The host began to continue the introduction.

The competition adopts a 1vs1 battle format, that is, each player is limited to one Pokémon.

Since there are only 10 competition venues and the number is limited, only the contestants holding the first 20 number plates can enter the competition first, and the last 20 contestants are on standby.

After each game is decided, the next game will start directly.

A total of 294 matches are required for the first round of matches. Judging from the current time, it is estimated that all matches will be completed, and it must be getting late.

In order not to waste time, the host asked those who hold the first 20 number plates to enter the venue now.

The contestants are seated, the audience is seated, and with the whistle of the referee, the game officially kicks off!

"Lotus Leaf Boy, let's go!"

"Shuttlecock grass, step onto the stage!"

"Wrist strength, it's up to you!"

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