Pheobe's words instantly sent an uproar through the venue.
The referee immediately asked, "Contestant Pheobe, are you sure you want to concede?"
"Yes, I'm sure!"
"All right! Since contestant Pheobe has conceded, contestant Cynthia wins this match!"
The referee immediately announced the final result.
Cynthia froze for a moment. She had never imagined Pheobe would simply concede!
And I won just like that, without even trying?
In the lounge, Chen Shi covered his face.
He really hadn't seen Pheobe's concession coming!
This was the Pokémon World Championships, after all. Countless spectators from every region were watching.
Even if you know you can't win, you could at least go through the motions and put up a little fight.
How could you just concede?
Wasn't that making a joke of the whole thing?
Steven couldn't help shaking his head either, though he offered no comment.
From what he knew of Pheobe, she really was the sort of person who would do something like this.
So while her decision surprised Steven, it wasn't entirely unexpected.
Standing at the edge of the Battle Arena, Pheobe gave a playful wink before leaving.
To her, fighting when she already knew she couldn't win was foolish.
It was just like her first encounter with Chen Shi inside Mt. Pyre. She had originally planned to use Dusknoir to drive him out, but the moment he sent out Drakloak, she had immediately backed down.
If she couldn't win, she would concede. She didn't see what the big deal was.
Forcing a Pokémon to face an unbeatable opponent just to save a little face-that was true stupidity.
Besides, ever since she had announced her concession, she had felt completely relaxed. She no longer had to worry about running into some formidable opponent.
She understood perfectly well that there was a