Hearing Wu Shuo’s words, the guests in the VIP section all jolted, their seats seemingly scalding them, as they sprung up and hurried towards the battle arena.
Lin Fan hadn't heard Wu Shuo's words, but seeing how excited those prominent guests were, he naturally understood that Niu Zhan Shi was indeed extraordinary and came from a very significant background.
The latter walked over to Onix, reached out and touched the spot where Beedrill had been continuously attacking, then gently rubbed his right index finger and thumb, feeling the peculiar sensation that came from it. He couldn't help but nod, a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
“Continuously using Poison-type moves to attack a single point, utilizing its unique properties to significantly weaken Onix’s defense, and it won’t even be noticed, preventing it from formulating a counter-strategy. Finally, using the recoil force of Silk Thread for acceleration, finishing with Double Needle, a single strike for victory.”
Hearing Niu Zhan Shi’s analysis, Wu Heng was somewhat astonished. He quickly ran to Onix and discovered that a deep purple mark had indeed appeared there. Compared to Onix’s massive size, it was extremely inconspicuous, but it was already enough for Beedrill to launch its final attack.
Feeling the distinctly different texture there compared to other places, and the slight tingling sensation on his fingers, Wu Heng shook his hand and looked at Lin Fan with a complicated expression: “My Onix’s defense is very high, but who would have thought your Beedrill was dealing true damage? I don’t regret losing.”
Lin Fan shrugged, looking expectantly at Niu Zhan Shi and blinking, his meaning obvious.
He had already won the Champion title, so where were the promised good things?
The latter glanced at the group of guests who were almost upon them, then looked at Wu Shuo, who was composed and hadn't moved an inch, and shook his head helplessly: “I wore a helmet because I didn't want to be recognized, but that guy just blurted out my identity.”
He then looked at Lin Fan and said: “After becoming Champion, there should still be some procedures to go through. The things I promised you are already being prepared, but this occasion isn't suitable for talking. After you’re done, go to the Rock Gym. I’ll be waiting for you there.”
With that, he didn't even look at the approaching guests, simply strode away, quickly disappearing from everyone’s sight.
The belated guests exchanged glances. One person stepped forward, cordially shook Lin Fan’s hand, and then casually asked: “I didn’t expect you, young man, to know Elite Chen. Are you perhaps distant relatives?”
Elite Chen?
Lin Fan was startled. To be addressed like that, could it be none other than the current Fighting Elite, Chen Xi, one of the Four Elites?
No wonder he wore a helmet and disguised himself to hide his identity; otherwise, the entire arena would have been swarming with people.
Wait, if he’s the Fighting Elite, then the good things he promised to give… wouldn’t they be…
No, he heard that the Fighting Elite was a pauper, even freeloading meals every day. What good things could he possibly bear to give him?
Lin Fan’s expression kept changing, at times surprised, at times frowning, causing the people next to him to exchange bewildered glances once more.
Should it be said that he was indeed related to Elite Chen? His personality was just as strange.
A moment later, Lin Fan came back to his senses, coughed, and met the expectant gazes before him, speaking with utmost sincerity: “...He told me not to say.”
He had expected these people to be disappointed, but to his surprise, they began to whisper among themselves: “Hmm, that’s indeed Elite Chen’s style. It seems there’s definitely some connection between them.”
After some discussion, several people looked at Lin Fan as if they had found a treasure, scrambling to pull out their business cards, instructing Lin Fan that he could contact them if he needed anything, and they could help with whatever he wanted to do.
Of course, it would be even better if Lin Fan could help them connect with Chen Xi.
Among them were also representatives from some schools who wanted to poach Lin Fan, promising to cultivate him vigorously.
Lin Fan chuckled, vaguely brushed them off, and stuffed several business cards into his pocket. Only then did the several people leave contentedly, as it was still the competition venue, and it wasn't good to delay for too long.
The referee, who had long been ready to announce the match results, finally found an opportunity to speak. With this, the Zero Moon Cup temporarily concluded, with only the awards ceremony remaining.
...
After the match, Lin Fan immediately took Beedrill to the treatment room for healing. Although Beedrill's vitality was much higher than its kin, being directly slammed into the ground by Onix was definitely not comfortable.
“Hiss~”
Watching Beedrill wave at him with a silly grin, Lin Fan felt both heartache and amusement, shaking his head helplessly as he handed her over to the doctor.
A staff member jogged over and informed Lin Fan of the subsequent arrangements, meticulously explaining the awards ceremony procedure.
After the staff member left, Su Ling also arrived, looking at Lin Fan with admiration and sincerely saying: “Boss, please take me with you.”
She was truly impressed; Onix, which had easily defeated Machop, was in turn defeated by Beedrill. She couldn't help but be convinced.
Lin Fan was somewhat exasperated. Just a Zero Moon Cup Champion, and he was already a “boss”?
“Oh, right, the homeroom teacher said to print out the relevant documents,” Su Ling said, and seeing Lin Fan’s puzzled look, she added, “It’s for the scholarship.”
“You should have said so earlier,” Lin Fan beamed, money made everything easier.
By the time Beedrill recovered, the awards ceremony had begun.
As the Champion, Lin Fan received a total of four prizes:
Two hundred thousand in prize money, a self-selected held item, a VIP card that offered a 40% discount on purchases at Ling Yue Company, and finally, a gold-plated trophy.
Aside from the trophy being somewhat useless, the other items were quite helpful to Lin Fan.
The prize money, of course, went without saying; raising Pokémon always required money.
For the held item, Lin Fan chose the Scope Lens, which he had already decided on, to help Beedrill better Detect the opponent's weak points.
Although there was no Ling Yue Company in Twilight City, according to the person in charge, holding the VIP card granted the same discount even for online purchases, and there was no shipping fee, which could be said to be very generous.
Although receiving these items made Lin Fan feel exceptionally pleasant, the strange looks he received from others during the award ceremony made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.
Some said they hoped to battle him again, some expressed admiration for his strength, some said they would surpass him one day, and some even said they wanted to date him...
In short, there were all kinds of people.
After the ceremony ended, it was already afternoon.
Lin Fan finally emerged from the arena and stretched deeply.
“Finally, I can relax~”
No sooner had he spoken than an electric scooter screeched to a halt in front of Lin Fan. Wu Heng, wearing a helmet, handed him another helmet: “Let’s go, I’ll take you to the Gym.”