Chapter 89: Sense Of Participation? Here Comes The Sense Of Participation??
“What do you want?” Wang Wenchuan asked with a cold face.
“If you lost, act like you lost. Who are you showing that stinky face to?” Xingye said: “Take out the school emblem yourself.”
Zuo Hang didn’t stop him, which meant he tacitly approved of Xingye’s action.
Although he thought Wang Wenchuan was a good person with potential, in just one week without seeing him, Riolu had actually learned Focus Blast.
As a trainer, he should have some talent.
Riolu seemed to match him quite well.
It was the right Pokémon meeting the right trainer at the right time.
But appreciation was appreciation.
For coming to cause him trouble, Zuo Hang still couldn’t let him off easily.
“Riolu! Use Mimic!”
Wang Wenchuan had no intention of surrendering.
Coming to cause Zuo Hang trouble was already a case of the weak challenging the strong, and now he wanted to gamble once more!
“—Whoosh!”
Riolu, who was smacked to the ground by Doublade’s shield, turned into a streak of red flowing light and darted into the Poké Ball in Wang Wenchuan’s hand.
He had bet correctly!
The skill Mimic drew was U-turn!
—Skill, U-turn: Quickly enter and exit the Poké Ball. The Pokémon originally on the venue can attack the opponent after using U-turn, then swap positions with any Pokémon in the trainer’s Poké Ball.
“Sorry, luck seems to be on my side.” Wang Wenchuan said.
“I’m done, why is he still pretending? Hangzi Ge, go on! This kid is too arrogant.”
A clear breeze brushed their faces, and the morning light gradually rose.
The dead sun reappeared, with Wang Wenchuan’s back to the sunlight, while they faced it directly.
Subconsciously raising his hand to block the sunlight, Wang Wenchuan used this gap to quickly retreat, his figure gradually vanishing into the grass.
Obviously.
He had done his homework thoroughly.
From the action to the escape route, everything was clearly planned.
It involved gambling, and the success rate was very low.
Zuo Hang didn’t believe Wang Wenchuan knew his Ninjask would use U-turn.
So there was only one possibility left.
He really was lucky.
Ninjask had used U-turn to quickly provide support, and Riolu had directly taken advantage, using Mimic to steal U-turn.
Strategy, luck.
Wang Wenchuan possessed both.
The only flaw was strength.
But strength wasn’t an issue; with his and Riolu’s talent, within a year, he would definitely have the qualifications to battle Zuo Hang.
“Why not chase?” Lin Ping asked.
“No need, let him run. I think this kid is pretty good. If once doesn’t work, he’ll definitely ambush a second time. At that point, his target might not be me, but you two instead.”
“Why?”
“Because he knows there’s no success rate against me, and your two points are similarly high. Shattering your school emblems might not achieve a comeback, but stabilizing F Class’s points in the top three is no problem.”
Zuo Hang said: “Don’t forget, we just broke a maze, counting those five thousand points, you should be close to ten thousand, right?”
Lin Ping, upon hearing this, looked at his terminal.
9760.
About to break ten thousand soon.
This was only the first day of the secret realm. Nothing else to say, his personal points might surpass an entire other class, Xingye’s points were basically on par with his, and Zuo Hang’s would only be higher.
Whether Xingye or he, taking either’s points could complete overtaking the other classes.
And from a risk perspective, shattering their two school emblems was undoubtedly much simpler than shattering Zuo Hang’s.
Wang Wenchuan’s attack was just a side incident.
It couldn’t interrupt the five-person team’s forward rhythm.
Several minutes later.
Zuo Hang arrived at a maze based on the map he had memorized last night.
This was a stream.
It wasn’t even marked on the original map on the terminal.
If not for the three of them looking at that star chart last night, they wouldn’t have known this stream was a maze.
“Go in?” Lin Ping asked.
“Let’s go in.” Zuo Hang said: “Points for breaking mazes are higher than killing monsters, and this maze definitely has some adventure.”
“I think so too.” Xingye said: “As a training secret realm, the mazes in 448 won’t be too complex. The cave we broke yesterday didn’t take much effort.”
“Below this stream is a dead modern world, technologically advanced. It’s said many of White Dragon’s black technologies come from this world below.”
“The star corresponding to the world below the stream is called Martial Fighting Star. As the name implies, this world’s combat power is very high, emphasizing cooperative combat between Pokémon and trainers, and both humans and Pokémon have high combat prowess. Tech plus martial fighting, both soft and hard power are strong, but unfortunately it was still destroyed, and projected into this secret realm by some force.”
Xingye shed his usual laziness, speaking clearly and logically.
His eyes were filled with urgency and desire.
A desire to enter the secret realm!
He had memorized so much last night that he even memorized eye bags. If you don’t let me in now, that would really be too much.
Xingye wanted to enter, and Lin Ping wanted to enter too.
In yesterday’s maze, they had no participation at all; it was purely Zuo Hang carrying.
Not asking for MVP, at least get some assists.
Zuo Rou didn’t care.
Maze or ecological dense area, wherever they went, Zuo Hang would prioritize protecting her. In the whole team, Zuo Rou was the least panicked.
No way around it, having an awesome little brother allowed her to be this willful~~
Heichuan didn’t speak.
Heichuan was spacing out.
Heichuan weakly raised his hand, “Um… can I ask, what is a maze??”
“.” Zuo Hang/Xingye/Lin Ping/Zuo Rou.
“How do we enter this maze?” Zuo Hang asked.
“Just step into the stream, wait about twenty seconds.” Xingye said.
Upon hearing this, everyone stepped into the stream.
The babbling water soaked their pant legs.
1s, 2s…10s…20s.
Everyone’s vision went black, and the scene before them began to change rapidly.
Xingye’s perspective started to lower, and the same happened to Lin Ping and the others.
It felt like their bodies had suddenly shrunk.
Half a breath later, vision restored.
Lin Ping looked at Xingye’s appearance, mouth slightly agape, wanting to say something but holding back.
Xingye saw Zuo Rou, and the exaggerated form scared him half to death.
Zuo Rou seemed to have turned into a Bass.
“Xingye, you’re not quite right…” Lin Ping looked at Xingye who had become a Sealeo, hesitating before speaking up.
Xingye, upon hearing this, looked at Lin Ping.
“Holy crap! Why did you turn into a Sneasel?”
Heichuan, who had become a Greninja, stood in place, looking at his companions turned into small Pokémon, silent.
“—Croak~” Heichuan said.
“Meow!” Lin Ping said.
“Marill~ lo!!” Xingye said.
“Pika???” Pikachu said, sensing something wrong.
Zuo Hang looked at his companions turned into Pokémon.
His mind went a bit blank.
They looked very panicked, chattering noisily about something. As captain, Zuo Hang had to say something at this moment.
“Don’t worry, we should now be participating in some event in the dead world with another identity. I’ve been pulled into Perrserker’s perspective before, no danger. As long as the maze is broken, you can all change back.”
As soon as Zuo Hang finished speaking, suddenly dozens of spotlights shone on them.
The surrounding crowd noise was chaotic.
Zuo Hang and his companions, now turned into Pokémon, were located in a huge fighting arena.
There was also one person standing opposite him.
Taller than Zuo Hang by a head, with bulging muscles, thick steel armguards on both arms, and an extremely burly upper body.
Six small Pokémon surrounded them as well.
—Primeape, Machamp, Hitmontop, Pangoro, Hawlucha, Blaziken.
All humanoid or semi-humanoid Pokémon, with main or secondary attributes including Fighting Type.
The dirt and stone ground underfoot still had some undried bloodstains.
The audience’s roars were deafening.
Combining the surrounding scenes, the situation was easy to judge.
This was a dueling arena.
It might even be the kind where you had to fight to the death upon entering.
Zuo Hang looked at his own thin arms and legs, then at the Pokémon beside him.
Sealeo, Bass, Greninja, Sneasel, Pikachu, Doublade.
Except for the last two, Zuo Hang really didn’t dare count the first four as combat power.
The ground suddenly began to shake.
The iron arm strongman opposite and the six Pokémon charged at him.
Blaziken leading, with the crimson blazing fire of Flare Blitz on its body!
“Wdnmd!”
Zuo Hang cursed.
“What can you all do?? Didn’t you want participation? Here it comes! Don’t just stand there, do something!”
“Electric Mouse, start with Electric Terrain! Thunder into Thunderbolt!”
“Perrserker, Lightweight Body! Take to the air first, max Swords Dance, then use Sacred Sword!”
Zuo Hang hesitated for a moment.
Pokémon 6 vs 6.
This meant he had to face the iron arm strongman.
Legs powering back, he assumed a defensive stance in place.
When raising his hand, he suddenly noticed two silver armguards on his hands, with a blue display on the left one.
Zuo Hang suddenly remembered what Xingye had said before entering the maze.
This was a world combining technology and martial power.
Zuo Hang swiped on the armguard, and a blue screen showed a lightsaber, a fist gauntlet, and a strange weapon like a flying saucer.
Zuo Hang selected the lightsaber.
Compared to the other two, he was more skilled with swords.
The armguard projected a white cylinder like a skill book.
Zuo Hang gripped the cylinder.
Ergonomic grip, very comfortable to hold, with a button under the thumb.
A deep blue lightsaber beam like Dragon Rush skill light popped out from the cylinder.
Dual swords and lightsaber unsheathed together!
Dual Sacred Swords simultaneously slashed toward the leading Blaziken.
The lightsaber in Zuo Hang’s hand struck…
