Pokemon Dragon Rides the Clouds

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"I lost."

Ilima took back Lada, who had lost the ability to fight, and the original dissatisfaction on his face had disappeared. He walked up to Mo Hen and asked curiously:

"But there is one thing you can tell me. How did you, or Xin Scale Bao, guess that I would use surprise before?"

"I guess you seem to have forgotten something. Before this, you have never used the skill of surprise. How can I know what your hidden skills are, let alone guess them."

Mo Hen knelt down, shook his head, treated the wound with a fawning Xinlin Bao as if he was victorious, and applied burn medicine to it. Then he raised his head and looked at Ilima, and said lightly:

"The use of Dragon Dance at that time was the self-awareness of Heart Scale Treasure. Maybe it was a coincidence."

"coincidence"

Ilima was obviously stunned for a moment. He was led by his own preconceptions. Indeed, it was the first time that Lada used the surprise skill in a battle. Mo Hen could not have guessed so accurately.

Even if you really guessed it, how confident can you be, let alone using Dragon Dance directly? If you guess wrong, the battle may end with another result.

As the burn medicine was applied, the small flames burning on Xinlin Bao's body were extinguished. He shook his head, and the feeling of powerlessness disappeared.

Xinlinbao stretched out a small paw to hook Mo Hen's trouser leg, and then with a slight exertion, he climbed onto Mo Hen's shoulder with great skill, found a comfortable place and lay down on it.

"Master Hala, since the battle is over, I will leave first."

Mo Hen turned to look at Hala, bowed slightly, and was about to leave.

"Hey, Mo Hen"

With her belly bigger than that of a pregnant woman, Hala waved to Mo Hen, then pointed to a malasada stall not far away and said:

"Kukui, he's not in the laboratory right now. Have you seen the Malasada stall over there? He must be there."

"I understand, thank you Lord Hala."

"Hahaha, it's okay, but it's a pity that brat Hawu has already set off to tour the islands, otherwise he would be eating a lot at Malasada's stall now."

"Hawu, you have already set off to visit the islands."

"Well, yes, didn't I say before that he went to find you? The day before departure, he wanted to tell you the news. Now I don't know which city he arrived in. In short, he will definitely become more reliable."

Hala's narrowed eyes opened slightly, filled with longing and pride for her grandson, and she patted her belly and laughed.

"Really...Hawu will definitely complete the island tour."

After Mo Hen left, the Conch Prince Challenge continued as usual. The ones who stepped forward to challenge seemed to be a group of four people. Four teenagers aged [-] or [-] wore a golden ponytail and used a rogue crocodile's weapon. Handsome young man.

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When following the instructions of the owner of Hala Island, we came to the stall selling Malasada.

There were many people surrounding the stall, forming a circle. Everyone stared at the center of the circle attentively, and from time to time they collectively gave out loud cheers.

Mo Hen's eyes scanned the dense crowd, but he did not find Kukui's figure, so he cast his gaze into the crowd.

Mo Hen didn't go to crowd the crowd, and it was impossible for him to go either

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When doing such a thing, he looked around and saw that almost everyone was gathered together, then stepped directly onto a table and occupied the commanding heights.

There were a total of ten tables placed in the center of the crowd, and on each table there was a pile of colorful malasadas of various flavors, like a hill.

In front of each table stands a person with a numbered headscarf tied on his head, each of them staring at the pair of marasadas and nine other people on the table with ferocious expressions.

Then, under the command of the person who was dressed as the store manager, everyone grabbed a malasada with each hand and stuffed it into their mouths one by one, like a starving ghost reincarnated.

The speed at which each person eliminated the malasada was inhuman. Just as the malasada in his left hand was stuffed into his mouth, his right hand had already grabbed another malasada and stuffed it in again.

Kukui, who was wearing a tattered white coat, was also among the ten people. The scarf on his head was No. 2. Although others ate one by one no matter how fast they were, Kukui had two. Eat for two.

And each time the speed is not slower than others, which means that Kukui's speed is twice as fast as others.

"idiot."

Seeing the group of people, including Kukui, all looking crazy, Mo Hen cursed in his mouth.

As the number of malasadas gradually decreased, some people began to be unable to hold on any longer. Contestant No. 5, a tall, thin man in his early twenties, only stuffed half of the malasada in his hand before he couldn't help but squirt out. .

"No. 5 is out"

After the store manager made the announcement, someone in charge immediately came in and carried contestant No. 5 out.

As time went by, more and more players fell down and left the field, and now only the last two players are still holding on.

They were Kukui, No. 2, and another fat man wearing a headscarf, No. 9. He had big shoulders, a round waist, and a fleshy face. He looked like he could eat anything and gave off a very fierce feeling.

While Kukui speeded up and stuffed malasada into his mouth, he looked warily at the No. 9 player who was no slower than him.

Kukui was wary of others, and the fat player No. 9 also looked at Kukui warily, and then his hands and mouth accelerated again, making the final sprint.

For example, the first contestant No. 5 to be eliminated collapsed without even finishing half of the malasada. At this time, the remaining kukui and contestant No. 9 had all the remaining malasada in front of them. The last bit is down.

However, the two of them showed no signs of weakness or overeating. Instead, they were speeding up, as if they didn't even need to chew. Malasada stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it whole.

Five, four, three...

"Ah ah ah ah ah"

The cheers from the crowd came. Kukui pretended to be serious and lowered his peaked cap, pushed up his green-rimmed glasses, then grinned, revealing a row of neat teeth, and said proudly:

"Hahahaha, the championship is mine."

"I...I...I actually lost..."

At the ninth table, the fat man held the last malasada in his hand, his fat fingers trembling slightly, his face full of disbelief and collapse:

"I actually lost in eating malasada, woo woo woo..."

Kukui walked up to the fat man, hooked his neck, and said proudly: "Ah~ah~Ajiedo, what's there to cry about? You lost to the great Lord Kukui. This is normal. No......"

“Are you proud of eating so much malasada?”