Pokemon: Born In A Psychic Family, I Am Invincible

Chapter 498 The World Martial Arts Association Finals! ! !

Sunday, July 15th.

The Shanghai Stadium is about to usher in the finals between Chen Qi and Yan Yun.

A group of friends, including Lu Ying and Xu Sheng, arrived in the magic city one after another to watch this nationally focused game.

Due to Chen Qi's participation and the competition committee's pre-competition warm-up, the World Martial Arts Club has attracted the attention of audiences across the country, and the tickets for the finals have been hyped up to the asking price.

Many spectators who did not grab tickets even stayed outside the venue, even if they could only hear the cheers inside, they still enjoyed it.

As night fell, a thick black night enveloped the world.

The Modu Stadium is located in a relatively remote suburb, with no houses around, and it looks dark. However, at this time, there were no empty seats in the Stadium of the Demon City, and the searchlights shone back and forth on the night sky, dotted with the dark Yechen.

In the player lounge, Chen Qi and Lu Ying, Xu Sheng and Chu Xing discussed tactics together.

"Okay, the time is almost up." Chu Xing looked down at the time and said, "It's time for us to return to the auditorium."

"Okay." Chen Qi suddenly stood up and thanked the three of them earnestly.

As for Liu Bin, the tactical analyst, after all, his level of strength is low, and he can't compare with the three in terms of discussing details, so he went to the auditorium to sit down early.

Due to the one-month experience in Yecheng, Chen Qi's relationship with the three of them deepened, and their feelings were deep. Knowing that Chen Qi is approaching the finals, the three of them came to the magic city one after another to make suggestions and provide help as much as possible.

When the three of them left the player's lounge, Chen Qi's eyes flickered as he looked at the long player passage outside.

He will be in the final

From last year to today, he has participated in a total of four competitions, all of which won the championship.

"Today is no exception."

The roar of cheers in the stadium, across the lounge, 'dong dong' sounded.

"Let's go."

Chen Qi stared intently, the hem of his clothes swaying, Xinye Miao jumped onto his shoulder, followed by Blaziken.

"Go and see the true strength of Mr. Yan."

"Chat!"

the other side,

"Just enjoy the game, winning or losing is not important." The silver-haired old woman stood in front of Yan Yun, arranging her tie.

Yan Yun was dressed very formally today, with a suit and tie, and a pair of shiny leather shoes. His hair was combed very neatly. It didn't look like he was going to a competition, but an important meeting.

"Well, I know." Yan Yun stared at his wife in front of him and nodded slightly.

"Come on." She looked at Yan Yun, who was close at hand, with a smile, and her eyes reflected the high-spirited and vigorous young Yan Yun who scolded Fang Qiu.

At that time, they were also like this, Yan Yun went out to participate in the competition, and she waited for Yan Yun to return.

In a flash, decades have passed.

The memories in his eyes are gradually blurred, and Yan Yun in front of him is gradually clear. His head is full of white hair, his figure is slightly hunched, and his vitality is gone. The only thing that remains unchanged is those shining eyes.

"Regardless of the outcome, this game is over, and you can travel around the world with me at ease in the future." She said softly.

Yan Yun stretched out his arms to hug his wife, stared at her no longer young face, moved his lips, and said softly: "Okay."

In the end, Yan Yun kissed his wife's forehead lightly, then turned around and left under the leadership of the staff, and quickly disappeared into the player's passage.

The wife stared deeply at the back of Yan Yun's departure, and she hurried towards the auditorium until the passionate voice of the Host sounded in her ears.

"Everyone, welcome to the finals of the World Martial Arts Association!"

The curtain of the peak duel slowly opened, and with the passionate commentary, the audience cheered loudly in Stadium Sky, the capital city.

"The two sides in the battle are contestant Chen Qi and contestant Yan Wei—"

"Next, let's invite players from both sides to come on stage!!!"

Yan Yun stood in the shadow of the player's passage with his eyes closed and rested. He reached out to adjust the black tie of his suit. With the passionate voice of the Host, he opened his eyes and walked outside.

The dazzling lights dispelled the shadows on his face, Yan Yun stood on the green field, smiling, and greeted the audience in all directions.

"Master Yan Yun!!!" The cheers and screams suddenly boiled over.

"With a small suit and leather shoes, Mr. Yan is still exquisite."

"Isn't this too formal?!!"

"It seems that Mr. Yan attaches great importance to this game. This may be his final battle."

"Oh, I happened to meet Team Chen."

In the guest box on the second floor behind Yan Yun, Master Gu Xi looked at Yan Yun's attire, and suddenly said with emotion: "Today, Old Man Yan is extremely serious.

Shi Hao couldn't help straightening his back, his eyes flickered slightly, and said: "His aura is very different, it seems that he has made the determination to No Retreat.

"Very good, it seems that today's competition will be unprecedentedly exciting." Master Gu Xi laughed.

"Haha, that's true." Shi Hao raised his eyes, and Yan Yun on the writing field looked at the black-haired youth walking from the opposite side.

Compared to Yan Yun who was wearing a formal suit, Chen Qi dressed very casually, as always in a casual style.

Looking at Chen Qi who was walking slowly, Yan Yun's eyes suddenly became extremely deep, full of thoughts.

He had heard of Chen Qi's name from Master Gu Xi last year, and knew that this was a very talented young man, so he didn't pay much attention to it at that time.

After all, the most indispensable thing in this world is a genius. He used to be a peerless genius who shocked the country, but he has been doing nothing for decades, and he has not broken through to Elite.

It's just that... the name 'Chen Qi' appeared more and more frequently, no matter on the Internet or in the discussions of younger generations, Chen Qi was mentioned frequently.

Yan Yun suddenly woke up, this young man seemed to be a little different.

Until Chen Qi won the championship of Donghuang Conference, Yan Yun was full of emotions, and publicly stated that Chen Qi's talent far exceeded his previous self, but he just hoped that he would not be like himself, trapped in the master level for decades.

He is very optimistic about this young man and hopes that he can grow up smoothly all the way, break through to Elite, and even be promoted to champion.

However, just over a month later, he stood on the same battlefield as this young man whom he had admired so much, and the curtain of the finals was about to kick off.

Many thoughts were fleeting, Yan Yun raised his eyes slightly to look at Chen Qi, with a smile on his lips, and his tone was gentle: "Master Gu Xi often mentioned you in front of me, and he made no secret of his admiration for you.

"In the process, I gradually got to know you better."

Speaking of this, Yan Yun's eyes were deep, and he said in a serious voice: "Your talent is rare in the world, but the trainer's road is long and tortuous, and the further you go, the more bumpy and difficult it is to climb.

"So, please always uphold the heart of an apprentice, be neither arrogant nor impetuous, and forge ahead bravely."

Chen Qi looked at Yan Yun and saw the admiration in his eyes, so he nodded heavily: "Okay."

in the front row of the audience,

Xu Sheng folded his arms and said with emotion for a moment: "Master Yan is very optimistic about Chen Qi."

Lu Ying sat gracefully and nodded slightly: "This is normal, after all, Chen Qi's talent is too amazing."

"It's incomparable." Chu Xing shook his head and said.

"I will be the referee for this match——"

The referee is an old man over 60 years old. He is the Viridian tree of referees and has been active in many competitions so far.

I saw him coming to the center of the field, looking around

"The format of this match is 1V1. If either Pokémon loses the ability to fight, the match will end."

"Next, please take the players on both sides!" The referee raised the flag high.

The breeze blew, and the green grass field blew circles of ripples. The two stood on their respective command seats, ready to fight.

Yan Yun took out the Poké Ball, and gently stroked it with his slightly rough hands. Thousands of memories flashed in his eyes, but when he looked up and saw Chen Qi's figure, his eyes froze suddenly and his eyes were firm.

Chen Qi didn't have a deep understanding of 367, this was just a special final for him, he rubbed the Poké Ball quietly, ready to go.

The referee waved the flag: "The battle begins!!"

The headshots of Chen Qi and Yan Yun appeared on the big screen, and the VS logo 'Qiang' flickered.

"Go." Yan Yun focused his eyes and threw a Poké Ball, "Mienshao."

White light bloomed, and the slender Mienshao waved his two long sleeves, raised his legs high, and assumed a golden rooster independent posture. His long and narrow eyes narrowed, faintly revealing the aura of a martial arts master

【Pokémon: Mienshao(Fighting)

Ability: mental power

Qualification: Champion

Level: Lv69 (Master)]

"The Pokémon sent by Master Yan Yun is Mienshao, which he is proud of. This is his Trump Card Pokémon. He has been with him since he was a child, and has participated in various competitions. He has the style of a martial arts master." Host introduced aloud.

Mienshao is a very pure Fighting-type Pokémon. The attack speed of both arms is so fast that it can't cover the ears. It can swing the slender body hair on the arms and whip the enemy flexibly like a whip. 0

And Chen Qi here.

"Chat!"

Blaziken clenched his fists, stood firmly on his feet, his eyes sparkling.

"Standing tight...this Blaziken, Breeder is doing really well."

Seeing this Blaziken at close range, Yan Yun couldn't help admiring secretly, but he still stared coldly, and softly shouted: "Mienshao, Close Combat.

"!"

Mienshao dragged the two long sleeves backwards, his figure was light and flowing, and Spark pulled into the distance between each other.

The palms overlapped an inch in front of Blaziken's eyes with a 'ho', and the two long sleeves were like a long whip blowing the wind, slapping Blaziken's cheeks hotly.

"Chat!"

Blaziken felt a little pain, and subconsciously retreated, but it forcibly suppressed the impulse and fought back with a punch. .