My Pokemon Aren’t Quite Right - Chapter 485

[Chapter 478 Don’t pretend, I’ll showdown]

The news of Lu Cheng’s participation in the finals immediately detonated major forums at home and abroad.

But to everyone’s surprise, none of the major forecasting websites looked good on Lu Cheng.

After all, Lu Cheng’s opponent is Ichiro Sakata, who is known as the number one of the neon youth generation and won two consecutive championships at the sword test competition at the age of 25!

According to online analysis posts, this Sakata Ichiro’s growth experience is surprisingly consistent with Lu Cheng.

They were all born into ordinary families. Sakata Ichiro entered the dojo to practice at the age of fifteen, and in just one year, he obtained the inheritance of the profound meaning of rich origin.

In the following five years, Sakata Ichilang traveled to various avenues, won the recognition of many masters, and was finally accepted by the insect king.

His iron-faced ninja, which combines many styles of moves, even had an amazing performance in the neon national competition.

At the beginning, Sakata Ichiro broke into the semi-finals of the Neon National Competition with only this iron-faced ninja.

It is foreseeable that in the 1v1 singles, even Lu Cheng is definitely not the opponent of Sakata Ichiro!

For a while, there was a lot of discussion on the forum, and Lu Cheng couldn’t help but worry.

“I’ve seen Sakata Ichiro’s battle video. That iron-faced ninja is too good. The Neon national competition relies on this iron-faced ninja to wear six!”

“The sword dance plus the acceleration characteristics of the iron-faced ninja itself, even if the road god, the chance of winning is slim…”

“How is that possible! Have you forgotten that Lushen also has a Lizard King!”

“U1S1, the swordsmanship competition has restrictions on moves. Even if the Lizard King is on the field, he may not be able to win the championship.”

The wind and rain were about to come, and on the eve of the sword test conference, an old man with white hair rushed to Osaka.

It was Sakata Ichiro, who was unanimously optimistic about the competition area, who greeted him.

“Teacher.” Sakata Ichiro said respectfully, “After tomorrow’s match, please teach me the new Yinliu Iai Slash!”

“You’re so sure that you can win?” the old man smiled.

“If I don’t have self-confidence, I would have lost before the game.” Sakata Ichiro said.

The old man laughed loudly: “If you can really beat that young man, I will teach you the Ihezhan in the competition!”

Sakata Ichiro looked at the old man’s back respectfully.

Shangquan Blade Heart, a Heavenly King-level trainer who is respected as a “Juggernaut”, his Ihe Slash is said to be comparable to that of a Juggernaut who “breaks the sea with one sword” during the Warring States Period!

The reason why Sakata Ichiro participated in this sword test is precisely because the winner can get the opportunity to learn from Kamizumi.

And this opportunity may give Sakata Ichiro the opportunity to break through the king!

“Tomorrow’s game…” Sakata Ichiro’s eyes were stern, his hands clenched into fists, “I must win!”

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“Neon’s genius trainer?”

“Yes, he has reached the strength of a quasi-celestial king in five years, and is known as the first person of the youth generation!”

Looking at the information provided by Takashi Asai, Lu Cheng couldn’t help slandering in his heart.

It doesn’t look very genius, does it?

In four years, some people are already kings.

“That’s right.” Lu Cheng suddenly said, “If you win, can you have a showdown with the Neon King?”

Takashi Asai was slightly surprised: “Yes… Although Mr. Kamizumi has retired, he is still regarded as a recognized Heavenly King-level trainer.”

“If you win, you will have the opportunity to learn from the old man.”

Lu Cheng nodded, lost in thought.

After many years of retirement, unless new elves are bred, the physical fitness of elves and trainers will decline.

This Juggernaut should be of the type who only breeds one elf.

Exactly, you can also take the opportunity to examine the gap between yourself and the senior king.

As for tomorrow’s game…

Lu Cheng pondered: “Mr. Asai, help me re-report the elves who played in the battle tomorrow.”

Takashi Asai was suddenly surprised: “Which elf do you plan to send?”

“The Lizard King.”

In April, the finals of the Neon Sword Trial Conference finally kicked off in the spotlight.

As a national event with a high degree of neon attention, this competition has a reason for everyone to watch.

Because of this competition, one of the contestants who participated in the finals turned out to be the champion from China.

Wouldn’t it be an insult to Neon Kendo if he won the championship of the Sword Trial Tournament!

Therefore, when Lu Cheng appeared on the stage, shouts of scolding and applause sounded overwhelmingly.

“Go home, this is not the place for children!”

“Does the little baby know how to use swords? I’m afraid Ichiro Sakata will be scared to pee his pants!”

Rao is a national-level event, and there are also a large number of such low-quality audiences.

The fans who came from China and traveled thousands of miles have withstood the pressure and proudly raised the flag of the red tyrannosaurus dragon.

“Lu Cheng, come on!!”

“I really don’t know what to pretend, but Lushen made it to the finals, so why are you still booing?”

“Don’t the Neon people know what to do in the library?”

“Xiao Lucheng, kill him!”

The commentator said in a high voice with great partiality: “Now, let’s welcome the talented swordsman from Hokkaido, Ichiro Sakata!”

Cheers suddenly surged, and the advantage from the home field made Lu Cheng’s fans die for a while.

Sakata Ichiro stepped onto the battlefield with awe, with a strong provocation in his eyes.

“I don’t know if the champion of China is so good at singles.”

“You can give it a try.” Lu Cheng smiled slightly.

“Just relying on your fierce bite of the land shark?” Ichiro Sakata said with a sneer, “Even the Lizard King has no chance of winning!”

Strong self-confidence is the key to Sakata Ichiro’s ability to achieve the strength of a quasi-king at a young age.

In the field of singles, which he is extremely good at, even if he is the champion of China, Ichiro Sakata thinks he has an absolute advantage!

“Come on, Iron Ninja!”

The high-speed flapping of wings sounded, and this iron-faced ninja made of metal, with sharp double pincers, a large yellow head, and a scarlet light flashed in the compound eyes.

In just the moment of his debut, the speed of the Iron Faced Ninja seemed to rise again, and the sour high-frequency flapping of wings made the Iron Faced Ninja leave behind afterimages!

Although the physique is small, the pressure brought by this iron-faced ninja is no less than that of the commander Lu Cheng faced before!

Lu Cheng’s fans were silent for a while.

“It’s your turn, champion!” Sakata Ichiro said coldly.

Lu Cheng slowly took out the Poke Ball.

The speed was so slow that people mistakenly thought that Lu Cheng was afraid to release the elf because of fear.

A cruel sneer appeared on Sakata Ichiro’s face.

There was a roar of laughter in the audience.

However, in the corner of the auditorium, an inconspicuous old man suddenly opened his cloudy eyes.

A drop of cold sweat dripped from Kamiizumi’s forehead.

What an amazing momentum this is!

What kind of swordsmanship has this young man mastered, and why can it bring me so much pressure!

Red light flashes.

The Lizard King embraced the dragon teeth, with a melancholy temperament, raised his eyelids and glanced at the iron-faced ninja.

Immediately, he closed his eyes again.

“Let’s start.” Lu Cheng smiled.

Sakata Ichiro was trembling with anger, gritted his teeth and said, “This is what you asked for!”

“Iron Ninja, use the sword dance!”

A sharp chirping sounded, the iron-faced ninja hovered in the air, and the double sickles were plated with a layer of cold metallic color.

Exclamations rang out from the audience.

Sakata Ichiro grinned: “Iron-faced ninja, split!”

The acceleration feature made the speed of the iron-faced ninja skyrocket, the sound of breaking wind sounded, and the figure came to the Lizard King in an instant like a ghost, and the cold scythe fell on the Lizard King!

The white-haired Shangquan Blade Heart suddenly let out a long sigh.

“Lizard King.” Lu Cheng said.

The Lizard King opened his eyes at the same time, and the iron-faced ninja’s movements seemed to slow down instantly in his eyes.

“Household Slash!”

Sa——

Draw the knife!

Cold light now!

No one could see what just happened.

When the thin cicada wings scattered from the air, everyone opened their mouths in a daze.

Sakata Ichiro’s face was ashen, his body trembled violently, his lips trembling and he looked at the field.

The iron-faced ninja had its wings cut off, fell to the ground, and kept neighing!

In the dead silent audience, Shangquan Renxin looked serious.

If, if I read correctly…

This lizard king has actually reached the strength of a heavenly king!

“The knot… it’s over?”

“Fuck! Iron Ninja’s wings are all cut off!”

“Didn’t the Lizard King just take a knife?”

“I don’t know, the road god is awesome and it’s over!”

Overseas live broadcast platforms have already exploded.

“Road God is awesome!!”

“This is the real slash!”

“Lu Cheng, always drop God!”

The commentator was dumbfounded and stammered, “Bi… the game is over.”

“Let’s… congratulations, player Lu Cheng.”

To the back, the tone has fallen.

This is the first overseas player to win the championship since the Sword Trial Conference was held!

There was dead silence in the audience.

And Lu Cheng’s fans had long made a big fanfare and laughed wantonly.

“You should watch the loser in the library!”

“This is the Neon Sword Trial Conference? That’s all?”

“No… have any of you seen the movements of the Lizard King, I still don’t know how it did it!”

Sakata Ichiro twitched his lips, finally raised his head and said with difficulty, “You…you are…”

“King of Heaven.” Lu Cheng nodded.

Sakata Ichiro’s face was ashen.

The whole place fell silent suddenly.

“Lu Shen… What did you just say?”

“He said he was, the king?”