Pokemon's Fifth Elite

Chapter 1031

Aden was not the only one who found the abnormality. Someone in the Galer publicity department found an amazing thing when counting the interesting data in the event.

Dante played 19 big games in one day and won all the small games.

Chibana, Kawu and Nie Zi played 18, 17 and 15 big games respectively, and won all the small games.

Galer's famous trainers did not make use of the home convenience to negotiate a compromise with the game trainers, and their identity did not allow them to do so, so they always rush to the game.

In such a run, Dante can still finish 19 games, and it is rare that the elves are not tired.

It also proves Dante's strong strength. It's a second kill against any opponent. There's no waste of extra time to win clean and neat.

I thought Dante was the trainer with the most matches since the start of the game today. However, after the system data screening, the members of the publicity department on the night shift looked at the name at the top of the big screen and opened their mouth.

Luther, a man who lost all of the 111 small games in 37 big games in a row, stood out from the crowd.

In one day, he set a record of losing streak in large games and losing streak in small games under the tournament system.

After refining Luther's game data, the coffee in the hands of all the people on duty suddenly lost its flavor, and the sweet and greasy cake lost its flavor.

"Are you kidding..." some people even put their fingers in their mouths when they saw the data arranged by the system.

The fastest losing record was set by Luther's shuttlecock cotton.

He was hit by the frozen light of his opponent's armor shell two seconds after entering the war, and lost his combat ability in an instant.

The record for the longest fighting time was set by Luther's tibrim.

In the battle with Mara, tibrim fought with Mara for a total of 15 minutes, which is the most anxious game so far.

This game is also the most skill release since the start of the game.

The fastest record of losing a big game.

Luther lost his three elves in twenty seconds.

"This... What's the situation, losing and fighting?"

The people in the propaganda department were confused. They couldn't understand why Luther's data was so strange.

Luther's footprints spread all over the well-known towns of Bucharest, and he moved very fast. He often rushed to the next field and began to lose another game shortly after losing the last game.

The people in the propaganda department took out the map and drew Luther's track. They found that he turned around most of Galer in one day!

Everyone looked at each other and didn't know how to digest the information for a while.

"Report?" someone hesitated.

All kinds of data show that the trainer named Luther is strange. They can even smell the ominous smell from the man.

"I'd better hold it down for a while and wait a day or two."

A middle-level man who was obviously able to speak spoke.

"Let's not rule out the possibility that others are addicted to vegetables. Some trainers will specialize in some elves. Luther's ability to rush so fast may be related to the speed at which he makes elves specialize."

"These can't explain anything. We need to continue to observe."

"A person will be assigned tomorrow to observe this person's data and report any abnormalities."

"The tournament has just been held. We can't make a fuss or make a mountain out of a molehill because of some small things. It's bad for the overall situation. Everyone needs to act steadily."

When announcing these, Arden had come to the canteen with doubts and enjoyed his supper.

If he left ten minutes late, he would certainly be able to participate in the discussion of Luther, a strange trainer, and convey the news he knew.

However, he and the middle-level of the publicity department have similar fantasies. He thinks Luther is a vegetable addict and he is distracted.

For the first time, the bottom trainers have a stage to show themselves. After losing the game, they are red eyed and crazy to prove themselves, resulting in more and more losses. It also makes sense.

The propaganda department soon found out how stupid their beautiful fantasies were.

Late the next night, after another shift change, when the night shift personnel who sorted out the data looked at Luther's map again the next day, they had collapsed into their chairs.

"Damn it."

"I'm sorry, I don't mean to swear, but it's really..."

"How did he do it? Who will explain it to me?"

On the data map, Luther lost 53 big games in a row the next day, a total of 159 small games.

If we add the "results" of the first day, Luther lost a total of 90 big games and 270 small games in two days.

Luther, we didn't win.

In the list of the number of games, Luther stood out with the data of 90 games, just double that of Dante in 43 games.

Luther broke two more records, which he set on the first day.

He refreshed the number of games in a single day to 53.

The fastest losing speed is also updated to 1.45 seconds.

In the opening 1.45 seconds, the wind goblin was defeated by Li Zhuang chicken.

"Something's wrong. It's absolutely wrong. No matter how people are addicted to vegetables, they lose so much... They still lose so much in a day. I don't believe it!"

"Isn't his spirit tired?"

"The battle cities are far away. He is on his way. How many elves can rotate to ensure this movement speed?"

The uproar of the data group caused other people on the night shift to get up and watch the excitement.

Arden wandered leisurely over with croissants and iced juice. He joked around his colleagues and asked, "what are they talking about?"

"You can see from the big screen that a trainer named Luther lost 90 big games in two days and didn't win one."

Arden puffed the juice on the ground.

Members of the nearby Publicity Department turned around and looked at it. Adens ignored those strange eyes, pushed away her colleagues in front of her, walked closer to the big screen, pushed her eyes that were difficult to use because of the deepening of the degree, and saw the names and photos above.

Luther hung the photo on the home page, with a slight arc in the corner of his mouth.

At this time, Arden looked at the data on the big screen and looked at Luther's expression. A feeling of ridicule arose spontaneously.

Someone recognized Arden and wondered what the newcomer was doing.

"Last night, I saw this man when I screened the wonderful moments related to the event."

Luther lost 90 games. It's normal for passers-by to find out. Everyone didn't take it to heart.

But Arden's next words made their scalp numb.

"The moment he and his elves lost was very... Very" Arden thought for a moment and found the words.

"Colorful... Very infectious. Among the materials I found today, I met several distinguished photographers who submitted Luther's materials."

Hearing that there was such a thing, the employees of the publicity department on the night shift swept away their gloom and followed Arden's office area.

The video editor just cut out the clip of Luther and the elves losing the game.

"Wait a minute, go back and put it aside. I'll have a look."

The person who is cutting the video is inspired to follow the instructions.

The game against the elves was Luther's furry sheep and his opponent's rumbling rock.

The rolling attack of longlonglongyan was very powerful. The furry sheep stretched out his hands to resist, but was suddenly hit and flew.

When Luther took back the fluffy sheep, he went to the fluffy sheep and stroked his body.

The game was held in the evening. The afterglow of the sunset sprinkled behind Luther. A long shadow spread forward and cut the playing field.

Luther's time tended to be gray, while the trainer who won the game faced the sunset and laughed brightly.

This capture is so wonderful that it's like a master oil painting.

In order to arrange the tournament, Galer also hired many high-level photographers, whose level is reflected incisively and vividly in the ingenious photos.

However, now people in the publicity department only have a headache when they see such excellent photos.

Arden opened his computer desktop and pulled out a folder called Luther.

After finding some abnormalities last night, Arden immediately searched all the game video files with Luther's trainer number, which are available in each slot.

In his carefully edited defeated album, Luther and his elves lost the game in a variety of ways.

As Nina ran, she suddenly hit the protrusion on the ground and her body was out of balance. For a short moment, she was caught in time by her opponent and sent out directly.

Dream demon and ghost stone duel spirit, but because of their lack of ability, they were eaten back, trembled in the air and fell to the ground in a coma.

The biting skill of the wind speed dog is soft and weak, giving the opponent the opportunity to launch destructive light, which was directly pushed into mid air and severely damaged.

Wearing colorful costumes, the hero Eagle charged bravely against Lei Qiu's thunder skills and fell on the road of charging. It can be called a hero.

The old heluga was fooled by the young proud swallow at speed. Finally, he fell down out of strength and lost to age.

Tibrim burst into tears because she was badly hurt in the face. Without resistance, she was sent out all at once.

Arden felt strange when watching the video yesterday, but he didn't think anything was wrong after watching it all today.

Every game is a reasonable loss. It either looks inferior or unlucky.

Either the ELF's physical condition is not satisfactory, or the trainer's own instructions are inappropriate

In a word, Luther lost the game reasonably and normally.

But

As long as we look back at the big screen in the central control room of the publicity department, everyone knows how abnormal this normal is.

The middle-level who felt that they needed to wait and see yesterday is now sweating.

"We can't handle this. Report it immediately after dawn."

"Luther... Is a bad comer."