Chapter 71: Team Championship

"Metagross: That's it?"

"I didn't even try, you fell down."

"Pupitar: The same pseudo-legendary doesn't give any face."

"What is the so-called fight between dragons and tigers, how could it be a massacre?"

Whether it was the audience at the scene or the audience in front of the screen, they couldn't believe their eyes. They thought that Metagross, who had fought two games in a row, and then faced Pupitar, even if he won, would at least have to go through a hard fight.

The result was that Metagross played Pupitar, just like he played Mega Venusaur and Gengar before, and put Pupitar on the ground with two clicks.

Oliver Chirst looked at the fallen Pupitar, rubbed his eyes, and looked again; Pupitar was still on the ground, only then did he believe that he was defeated.

Looking at the timer on the big screen, it was exactly three minutes, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently.

"His "Metagross" is strong and unscientific," Oliver Chirst muttered.

His Pupitar naturally also had the ability to fight by leaping levels. Going to the next level was not a problem, but against Metagross, he had no counterattack at all and was crushed the entire time.

It would be fine if it was a pseudo-Elite Metagross, but the Metagross in front of him was obviously still at the first-tier level, not even the peak.

"This , how many precious treasures one has to eat to be so powerful."

Oliver Chirst looked at Ashborn with admiration.

Although he was the heir of the Chirst family, there were many Chirst family members.

Even if he was an heir, he had more family resources than normal people.

Unlike Ashborn, who was the only heir of the Zovic family, anything good would be given to him.

And the biggest support of his family was to give him a blue-potential Larvitar as his Starter Pokémon.

If he wanted to get more resources from the family, he had to make a responsive contribution to let the family see his potential.

The Denver State-level High School League was currently the best platform to display.

Okay, now the team championship was definitely be gone, and if he met Ashborn in the early stage of the individual championship, he would definitely lose 80% of the time.

Looking at the calm Metagross like a mountain, Oliver Chirst even felt that one Pokémon of the opponent could defeat his three main Pokémons.

"Come back, Metagross."

Ashborn withdrew Metagross amid the exclamations of the people around him.

It wasn't surprising that Metagross had today's strength, mainly because its five basic numbers had far exceeded the Metagross of the same level.

As for the Potions that increase the five basic values, there are also Potions in reality, but the number was very small, and the value of the increase after taking them wasn't much.

If he just took real Potions to improve the five basic values, Metagross would definitely not be so strong, but who said Ashborn had a system.

He used the points to continuously buy medicines that increased the five basic values, and sometimes the rewards of daily tasks were also this medicine.

In the game, there was a limit on the number of times you could take Health Wing or HP enhancement potions, but in reality, there was a limit at level 10.

Metagross was now level 51, and after defeating Pupitar, he had risen again, so he could continue to take HP Booster, a drug that increases the five basic stats.

It was precisely because the five basic values were far higher than those of the same class that Metagross had obtained stronger defense, speed, strength, blood volume, etc.

Ashborn could proudly say that under the same level, even if he was a first-level legendary, he had the confidence to defeat the opponent with Metagross.

"Ashborn, you are so broken, how can you be so strong?"

As soon as Ashborn came back, Terry wrapped his arms around his neck. The latter's loud voice made Ashborn's ears buzz.

"I don't want to draw you in the individual competition," Stephanie said.

"Agree."

"Agree."

Warner and zekiel nodded in unison.

The individual competition was the time to show their true strength, but if they met Ashborn at the very beginning and were eliminated early, they would really cry to death.

"You're not afraid of me, I'm not afraid, this uncle is the emperor of Europe," Terry said to him.

If he is lucky enough, Ashborn meets all the top players in the individual competition, and his opponents are all rubbish, then he may still be the runner-up in the end.

With the most powerful opponent, Lincheng Middle School, being defeated by Lavanny No. 1 Middle School, although the team competition is not over yet, everyone knows who the champion is.

Especially after seeing Ashborn defeat Mega Venusaur, Gengar, and Pupitar with one against three, other teams have no hope for the team championship.

Unless there is a Pokémon among them that can beat that Metagross.

In the afternoon of the second day, the champion of the team competition appeared. As everyone thought, Lavanny No. 1 Middle School won the championship of this session of the Denver State-level High School League.

After the award ceremony for the team competition, the drawing ceremony for the individual competition began.

The 12 teams participating in the Denver State-level High School League this time, their main candidates can participate in the individual competition, which means that even if you lose in the team competition due to your teammates, you can completely win back in the individual competition by your own strength.

There are always 60 players in the competition, and the Pokémon used are three.

"Ashborn, what number did you draw, I'm number 31"

Terry took out his ping pong ball with number 31 written on it, and his opponent was number 30.

"No. 15," Ashborn said.

After he finished speaking, he obviously heard Terry heaving a sigh of relief.

"I don't know which unlucky guy is number 46"

This unlucky ghost is not him, Terry showed a malicious smile when he spoke.

"Ding"

The phone sounded.

Ashborn turned on his phone and saw a text message that read: Contestant Ashborn, number 15, will compete at 10:00 in the morning at venue 6. If you are three minutes late, you will automatically abstain. Please don't be late.

Terry was also looking at his mobile phone at this time, obviously he had received the game information.

"I'm at venue No. 5, the game at 8 o'clock, you will cheer me on when the time comes," Terry said.

"No time"

Ashborn left without looking back.

"Hey, don't you look at who your opponent is?" Terry shouted at Ashborn's back, but Ashborn didn't look back.

At this time, on the big screen of the lottery ceremony, the numbers of the sixty contestants had already appeared.

Terry first took a look at his No. 30 opponent.

Well, a nerd with thick glasses, definitely not my opponent.

Then he looked at the hapless No. 46, and saw a familiar head.

"Stephanie, you are really unlucky"

Ashborn's opponent is his teammate Stephanie.

It doesn't matter if Stephanie drew her teammates in the first game, the key teammate was the strongest in the high school in Denver State.

She is unlucky.

And Stephanie was holding a small mirror at the moment, constantly looking at her fair face, and then looking at her also very white hands.

Stephanie: (⊙⊙).

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