Pokemon's Fifth Elite

Chapter 1034

Nie Zi's words were like a heavy hammer, which made everyone's chest stuffy.

Just now, the senior executives who thought Luther was a joke trembled.

"It's impossible. He wants to win a hundred in a row. Does he have that strength?"

As if encouraged by this sentence, everyone worried about Luther's occupation of the record was relieved.

"There are so many great trainers in the championship, Luther is not worried."

"It's easy to lose. He has good acting skills. We can't directly sanction him. It's not easy for him to win. After all, the other party doesn't play, so he can only win by strength."

"I agree. With so many excellent trainers in Galer, we have accumulated a lot of talents over the years. If Luther wants to win a hundred consecutive wins, it depends on Dante whether they agree or not."

"Dante has won more than 50 big games in a row, and still keeps the record of small games unbeaten. It's not easy for Luther to surpass?"

Nie Zi's identity made him really not as optimistic as the top leaders in front of him. Seeing that they decided to wait and see for a few days, he left the publicity department without saying a word.

Before leaving, he asked Arden of the video picture group to go. Luther had all the videos in the past three days.

Walking out of the alliance headquarters building in Gongmen city and looking up at the dark night sky, Nie Zi fell into a brief stupor.

He has an extremely bad premonition. This premonition is like a shadow spreading constantly, weaving a dark night curtain over himself, and even... The Galer championship.

Today, several visiting senior executives are still optimistic that Luther's winning streak is a joke.

Although they informed the rest of the senior management of the news, there was no slightest tension in their tone, and they didn't pay much attention to Luther's behavior at all.

But Nie Zi was different. His rich experience in the war made him judge from some traces of Luther's war that Luther was by no means a rookie.

And this idea was also recognized by Mary.

Without hanging up, Mary listened to the second half of the conversation just now.

Sitting in front of the screen searching for Luther's information, she also saw Luther's battle content, which was only during the lily of the Valley Conference.

"Brother, he and his heluga are very strong."

Mary seldom takes the initiative to praise a person. Her emotional expression is not intense. She is like an ice cube most of the time.

In addition to Danti and himself, this is the first time Nie Zi has heard Mary appreciate a person so much in such a long time.

How terrible would such a heluga be if it was in its heyday?

Mary looked more and more frightened. Would such a person lose a hundred games in a row?

Such a person, the top will think he can't win back?

Mali's words made Nie Zi's heart sink.

Their strong knowledge of Luther comes from the video three years ago.

However, Luther has not participated in any formal competition since the lily of the Valley Conference, leaving no data and video reference.

In the past three years, no one knows how strong he has become.

The optimism of the senior management is undoubtedly based on "no matter how strong Luther is, he is not as strong as herona. If he is stronger than herona, he is the champion".

Their self-confidence is based on "there are so many excellent trainers in the championship. If it's out of control, there's dandy wiping his ass".

But are there really no errors between these two?

"Mary, if you're free, squat down and broadcast live, find Luther's number and track his game. I always have a bad hunch."

The official game software can see some recent game data, so Luther's opponents will always show an irrecoverable smile after a short lag.

Losing a hundred games in a row is what a point giving boy. It's too warm.

So is Luther's opponent today.

At the stage of shaking hands with Luther before the game, he couldn't help laughing and pretended to be kind to comfort Luther.

"It doesn't matter if your strength is poor. Just work hard."

"Heaven rewards diligence."

In a word, it's the old poison chicken soup player.

Looking at the red haired brother who booked his victory before the game and dyed a reddish brown hair, Luther shrugged helplessly.

Luther just told him piteously, "unfortunately, you didn't match me two days ago."

"Lotom suddenly received a message that he was unable to take charge of the game. Please wait for the new referee, lotto."

Just as Luther took out the elf ball and the audience's mood was brewing in place, lotom suddenly suspended the game.

Change the referee?

Why replace it?

The audience looked at each other, but Luther's mouth could not hide a smile.

A few minutes later, an elderly referee arrived at the scene. After shaking hands with Luther and red Mao, he stood in the referee's seat on the playing field.

"It seems that the Galer League has noticed, and it's not worth my playing so high." Luther smiled with the elf ball in his hand. "It's a pity that I'm not going to play today. The loser's achievements have been obtained, and it's time to win."

In the countdown of the referee, Luther and red hair's elf ball were released at the same time.

After red Mao's own coal turtle came on stage, he was stunned to see the black smoke floating out of Luther elf ball.

He saw such an elf for the first time.

He saw that some of the spectators looked dull, and some looked frightened at the black spirit floating in the air.

"Dakley..."

I don't know if I said my name. Agitation spread in the crowd.

Because Luther's competition frequency is high, many people present know Luther, the losing brother in a row.

Today, they saw that Luther had planned to cheer Luther on, hoping that he could win a victory and not lose so much. However, after seeing dakley, Luther's eyes were only strange.

A trainer with dakley can lose a hundred games in a row?

Am I crazy or is the world crazy?

Or is dakley crazy?

How dare he regard such a man as his trainer?

Some people are jealous, some people don't understand, some people are angry, a hundred tastes are intertwined, and everyone's eyes at Luther are not quite right.

After all, some people's sympathy comes from the charity of those who think they are strong, or the compassion of those standing on the shore for struggling in the water.

The referee on duty is also stupid.

He was ordered by the top of the League to come to enforce the game.

Lotom is fully competent for this kind of empty game shooting at the fish egg level. I don't understand why Manual law enforcement is necessary.

After seeing dakrai, he quickly realized that this game was the first time that the legendary spirit appeared since the opening of Galer.

Realizing this, his hand even trembled with excitement.

Luther yawned and told dacley, "remember what I said last night. I need to record. This game starts with the fastest solution of a single battle."

Dakley nodded slightly and locked his eyes firmly on the coal turtle.

The coal Turtle was stared by dakley's eyes and couldn't help but step back. The terrible oppression made his body a little stiff.

"First attack for Luther player, the game begins."

"Bang!"

A roar followed the end of the referee's speech, and then the dust settled.

Red hair looked at the position where the coal Turtle was standing. There was nothing there.

Looking back stiffly, the coal turtle and the wall had stuck together, and gravel fell from time to time on the cracked wall.

"Haven't you announced the results yet? What are you waiting for?"

Luther's dissatisfaction woke up the dull referee. With the help of assistant referee lotom, the referee announced dakley's victory.

What happened at that moment?

The referee didn't see it, nor did the audience.

From their perspective, there seemed to be two dakleys on the site, one floating in place, the other appeared in front of the coal turtle, gently patted the coal turtle, and the coal turtle took off.

"I asked lotom to announce the time when dakley had contact with the coal turtle." Luther raised his hand and looked at the referee. "I think this will be the fastest small game to end this competition. In order to record, it must be rigorous."

The referee nodded blankly and recognized Luther's appeal.

"0.76 seconds," replied lotom after checking the video flashing in front of him.

This amazing data caused an uproar.

"Tut, no, dakrai, can you hurry up?" Luther said, "or Mallory will laugh at you."

Dakley's blue eyes flashed as if there were flames jumping inside.

Zhan Wulang, who had just changed to the stage, just heard the start of the game. Before Hongmao, who intended to attack, could shout out his skill name, he found that Zhan Wulang had been lying on the ground.

"Apply for game data." Luther raised his hand again.

"0.51 second."

Rao Shi, the referee on duty, has rich law enforcement experience. At the moment, he is also confused and allows Luther to dominate the game.

Red hair had completely collapsed. He mechanically collected Zhan Wulang and threw out the third fairy beaked bird.

Because Hongmao had no experience of fighting before, Luther didn't kill him this time, but let the big billed finch release a tickling triangle attack.

Dakley waved his hand like dust, and the big billed bird screamed and flew out by the shadow ball.

This made Luther's kindness look so cold that all the audience felt that red hair was very miserable.

The three games took a total of five seconds.

If Luther also pursues extreme speed in the last game, the data will be more terrible.

When shaking hands with red hair after the game, Luther smiled and said, "don't lose heart. God rewards diligence."

Then he left the playing field and rushed to the next field.

Mary, who has been searching for Luther's battle information in spike Town, soon saw a series of rapidly increasing victories after Luther's number.

And even faster than when you lost the game.

"Brother, your hypothesis is coming true."

"It seems that it is more difficult to lose than not to play. Now he is so terrible."