"Hmm, still not enough..."
Ling Qingying's expression on the command platform did not change at all. She merely murmured softly.
It was as if Cetitan's defeat had not been unexpected.
Even the cracked ground failed to stir any emotion in her. She simply raised her hand and recalled the defeated Cetitan.
Then, just as before, she rested a hand against her chin and assumed a thoughtful pose.
This instead left Mu Yun somewhat surprised.
Along the way, he had fought at least several hundred battles and encountered countless Trainers.
Yet Ling Qingying's state of being "neither delighted by gain nor saddened by loss" was something he had never seen before.
She had been one-shotted in two consecutive battles, yet she truly showed no emotion at all.
And it was not just her face that remained expressionless. Even her Aura was as calm as that of a vegetative patient.
It felt rather peculiar.
"Please wait a moment, both sides. Repairing the battlefield will take some ti—"
After steadying himself, the referee looked at the battle arena, which had nearly split into four pieces, and spoke.
Pop~!
Before he could finish, the sound of a Poké Ball opening had already echoed throughout the arena.
It was the Poké Ball Ling Qingying had thrown.
What appeared before them was a massive, square block of ice. On top of it were two hollowed-out pits resembling eyes, along with a protruding point resembling lips.
The most eye-catching feature was a single strand of hair atop the giant ice block, looking both abrupt and ridiculous.
Below the massive ice block was a black-and-white body resembling a penguin.
Compared with the enormous ice block, her body was tiny, not even a quarter of the ice block's total volume.
"This is... Eiscue?"
Mu Yun raised a brow