With Eiscue's defeat, the first match of the twelve-to-six round was drawing to a close.
Ling Qingying was just as she had been at the start. After the referee announced the end, she expressionlessly recalled Eiscue and slowly stepped down from the command platform.
"Strange person."
Watching Ling Qingying's departing back, Mu Yun could not help muttering to himself.
From the looks of it, her condition seemed even more serious than Ling Ruijie had described.
But why had she sent out a sacrificial pawn at the end?
With her status, it was impossible for her not to have other Pokémon.
Surely it was not simply because she could not win, so she casually threw one out there?
That would be far too ridiculous.
Still thinking, Mu Yun stepped down from the command platform.
However, just as he was about to return to the stands, a faint chill carrying a cold, aloof aura suddenly washed over him.
It was Ling Qingying, who had somehow walked over without him noticing.
"Ling Qingying."
Ling Qingying raised a small hand as fair and delicate as snow, her pale blue eyes unblinking as she stared at Mu Yun.
"Uh... Mu Yun."
Despite his doubts, Mu Yun politely held out his hand.
Slap!
Ling Qingying looked slender and frail, but her movements were incredibly fast. Almost the instant Mu Yun raised his hand, she grabbed it and gave it a squeeze.
Judging by that speed, she was probably no slower than a Gym Leader Level Pokémon.
Clearly, she was another monster-level nonhuman.
"Mm, I'll remember you."
Ling Qingying seemed to have truly come only to get acquainted with Mu Yun. After seriously looking him over from head to toe, she released his hand, turned, and left.
The entire time, Mu Yun had felt completely baffled.
So