Chapter 1312: Twin tails... are they really losers?

In the wall behind Wang Wen, Weavile was deeply embedded inside and completely fell into a coma.

This scene was reflected in the eyes of every audience in the Ancient Arena through the big screen.

"Ha?"

A fairly uniform exclamation sounded, what happened?

Why was the trump card of the favorite to win the championship, Wang Wen's Weavile, kicked by that mysterious yellow Pokémon full of special effects, and directly lost its combat ability?

Is this world crazy, or are they crazy?

Wang Wen, whose pupils were shaking wildly, shook his fingers, feeling extremely confused in his heart.

Immediately after, he looked at the high-ranking people who said they had high hopes for him and hoped he would win the championship before the game, as if he remembered something.

But the expressions of hatred for iron and disappointment that Wang Wen imagined did not appear. The few people on the high platform didn't even look at him, and their eyes were completely cast on Xiao Ming on the opposite side, full of joy as if they had won a million-dollar prize.

"Wea... Weavile lost its combat ability, the winner is Xiao Ming and..."

The referee's stuttering reading sounded. When he finished, he looked at Su Hao with pleading eyes, because he didn't know Zeraora's name.

Not meaning to embarrass the referee, Su Hao's voice, which was deeper and more magnetic after changing, and less energetic, sounded: "Zeraora, its name is Zeraora, the thunder-running Pokémon Zeraora."

After leaving this sentence, Su Hao withdrew Zeraora in the image of Xiao Ming and left dashingly, leaving only the dejected Wang Wen looking at the high platform above in disbelief.

Obviously he was the contestant they had high hopes for, why did he lose, they were not only not angry, but even more happy?

"Weavile lost its combat ability, the winner is Xiao Ming and Pokémon... Zeraora!"

With the referee's reading as the background, Wang Wen walked to the other passage in a dejected manner.

On the high platform, in the seats marked with big leader titles, several people looked at each other excitedly, and the joyful smiles were almost unstoppable.

What is the reason for them to hold this competition without even limiting the strength and the time to become a trainer?

Isn't it to see if they can catch a genius like the little Su Hao in the Yang City next door who had dog shit luck, no, half as special as him?

Now that the opportunity is here?