Three Punches to Shatter the Contest Spirit

Lucia: "???"

Seriously, who badmouths her most admired uncle right in front of his niece?

And what was with that sophistry-like pile of fallacies and heresies?

She had been a child star since childhood. Though she could not compare to the world-famous actress Diantha, several Morning Dramas Lucia had starred in had been highly praised within the industry.

That had given Lucia broader knowledge and experience than most people her age, allowing her to spot the loopholes in Luo Mu's words at a glance.

It was true that Luo Mu's words were not entirely without reason.

Before absolute strength, even the most gorgeous moves were like fragile illusions, easily crushed apart.

But Lucia felt that Luo Mu was looking down on Contests, as well as Coordinators like them who loved Contests.

Trainers with strength could pursue the goal of becoming Pokémon League Champions.

The Coordinators who gathered Ribbons and participated in the Grand Festival were people who truly loved Contests.

Even if someone achieved victory through brute force without any sense of beauty, no one would acknowledge that victory!

Lucia was a little angry. Perhaps her idol training had seeped into her daily habits, because even her puffed-cheek expression looked more like Charm.

"Even if you are a guest, Lucia cannot turn a blind eye to what you just said. Putting others down to elevate yourself is not good!"

"I will really make up my mind to challenge you formally!"

"Right, Little Qing Qing?"

"Chirru!"

The Altaria named Little Qing Qing firmly chose to stand by her trainer's side.

Luo Mu had not expected Lucia's mind to work so quickly, and the words he had prepared were immediately interrupted.

Whether to explain himself or simply finish what he had wanted to say, he had no intention of letting Lucia define