Sun, beach, coconut trees.
Mo Yan laid on the beach chair, still in a daze.
He was still in a match yesterday, how did he end up lying flat now?
On the left, a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice was controlled by Chanaido to float next to Mo Yan's hand, within reach.
On the right, Zhu Lan was lying on another beach chair. Her nose was slightly moving, and she was sleeping soundly.
After a while, Zhu Lan's breathing changed slightly, and she gradually woke up.
Mo Yan leaned over, quietly admiring until Zhu Lan opened her sleepy eyes and looked at him.
"You're awake?"
"…"
Zhu Lan's face blushed slightly. She straightened her body and sat up. She took the other glass of orange juice that Lucalio handed to her and took a sip.
"You didn't sleep?"
Zhu Lan turned her head and asked softly.
"Yeah, I haven't recovered yet."
Moyan said as he sat up. He took the orange juice from Zhu Lan's hand and took a sip.
Zhu Lan blinked, too lazy to complain about Mo Yan's hooligan behavior, she turned and stood up.
"Want to take a walk?"
"Okay!"
The two got up and left, but Chanaido didn't follow, instead chatting with Zhu Lan's Lucario.
Seeing Lucario's uneasy expression, Chanaido smiled even more happily.
The sea breeze was slightly salty, and the sun wasn't too hot, the waves hit the soles of their feet, taking away the heat in their bodies.
Mo Yan and Zhu Lan walked side by side, enjoying the leisure of their vacation.
The place they came to wasn't a famous tourist destination, just a beach in a small coastal town.
There weren't many people, most of them were local villagers, and even fewer knew the two of them.
But that didn't mean there weren't any, not to mention Mo Yan who had just become the number one heavenly king, so the people knew him very well.
In the morning, there were children from the fishing village sneaking looks at them, and in the afternoon, there were more than ten children on the beach, but they didn't dare to disturb them.
"Big tongue shell, use water gun!"
"Marilou, rush over and slap them!"
Suddenly, the two of them faintly heard the sound of battle coming from the front.
After bypassing the reef that blocked their line of sight, two tanned youngsters were instructing their elves to peck at each other on the beach.
As if noticing Mo Yan and Zhu Lan's arrival, the two youths became even more energetic in their commands.
However, regardless of whether it was the Big Tongue Shell or Marilou, their combat abilities were average. Instead, their defenses were pretty good, and the battle had not ended even after a long time.
Seeing that Mo Yan was about to leave, the two boys became anxious and desperately tried to signal each other with their eyes.
"Ah, my tongue can't take it anymore. I admit defeat!"
"Great, I won!"
The other child jumped up in joy, not forgetting to turn his head to peek at Mo Yan and Zhang Zian.
"H-hello! Are you Heavenly King Mo Yan? "
When the little boy realized that Mo Yan was looking at them, he finally mustered up the courage to speak.
"Yes, what's the matter?"
After being a Heavenly King for so long, Mo Yan could also make himself appear very kind in front of the public, even if he was an evil Heavenly King.
"I … I … I would like to invite you to accept my challenge!"
Mo Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at the little boy who dared to challenge him. At this leisurely moment, he actually felt that it was somewhat fun.
"Why do you want to challenge me?"
The little boy's eyes lit up, and he did not hide the admiration in his eyes.
"Because you are very strong. You are the ultimate goal in my heart. I want to become strong like you."
The little boy's words were a bit messy, but that did not stop Mo Yan from hearing the purity and sincerity in his words.
"What's your name?"
"My name is Hai Er!"
"Alright, Hai Er, I accept your challenge. Can we have a 1v1?"
"Yes, yes, of course! Yay, I can compete with the Four Heavenly Kings! "
Hai Er was so happy that he jumped up and down. He ran to the opposite side and threw out another pokeball.
"Sun Coral, the opponent is very strong. We need to work hard!"
"Cool!"
The pink Sun Coral called out crisply, full of fighting spirit.
Mo Yan looked at the Sun Coral who was obviously much stronger than Marilou, and knew that the little boy opposite him might have thought of this from the beginning.
However, it didn't matter who went up for the coaching competition.
"Moon Elf, I'll leave it to you."
Mo Yan sent out the most gentle and well-behaved Moon Elf because he didn't want to scare the children.
"Kachi ~"
The Moon Elf appeared in a standard battle stance, but when the opponent was a Sun Coral that was not even an Elite, she could not help but turn to look at Mo Yan.
'It's just a coaching competition. Let's just treat it as grinding our claws out of boredom,' Mo Yan whispered using resonance.
The Moon Elf stared at Mo Yan, then slowly turned her head away.
Sharpen his claws?
If he smacked him, wouldn't the other party be beaten to tears?
"Let me do it! I'll be the judge! "
Another of Haier's friends ran to the center of the field excitedly, stuttered through the rules of the game, and finally shouted with a broken voice.
"Match … Begin!"
"Sun Coral, use a missile needle!"
"Cool!"
The Sun Coral shouted in an imposing manner. Then, with a shake of its body, a large number of missile needles flew out from its back.
"Dodge it!"
"Kachi ~"
The Moon Elf raised its head and stared at the missile needles falling from the sky. When it was about to be hit, it kicked its legs and jumped away from the spot.
"So fast!"
Haier wanted to see if the Moon Elf could escape the attack of the missile needles, but his attention was attracted by the Moon Elf's speed.
"Attack … Hit it!"
"Kachi ~"
The Moon Elf had already jumped onto the reef. Then, with another kick, it was in front of the Sun Coral in the blink of an eye.
Remembering Mo Yan's instructions before the match, the Moon Elf directly reduced its strength by 90% and lightly hit it.
Bang!
Splash ~
The Sun Coral was directly hit and flew into the water, unable to resist.
The Moon Elf scratched its head, thinking that it didn't even scratch an itch, how could it fly?
You can't blame me, right?
The Moon Elf didn't care about anything else. It obediently walked to Mo Yan's side and rubbed against his trousers.
"Kachi ~"
Mo Yan shook his head helplessly.
After a while, the Sun Coral, whose head was swollen, climbed out of the sea and shyly hid behind Haier, unwilling to continue the match.
"Heavenly King Mo Yan, you're too strong. I … I've let you see a joke. "
Haier lowered his head in shame. At this moment, he realized how naive he was.
"Becoming stronger isn't something that can be done overnight. Even I have times when I'm chased by others. You just have to slowly become stronger."
Moyan picked out the chicken soup that he had memorized before and casually comforted her.
But for Haier, this was undoubtedly Mo Yan's encouragement and expectations for him.
What did it feel like to be encouraged by an idol?
What did it feel like to be looked forward to by an idol?
It was simply too good!
Haier nodded fiercely and shouted, "I know, Heavenly King Mo Yan, I will continue to work hard and become a strong trainer like you!"
Mo Yan grinned. "Yes, good luck!"
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