The atmosphere was very strange. Ento and Matsuto stared at Akimoto and his disciples. The elves on both sides were also gearing up, and seemed to be rolling up their sleeves if they disagreed.
Luther and Sirona ignored them and drank tea by themselves.
"Didn't you say you were going to see the slate? Why did you do it so quickly?" Luther asked curiously.
Sirona said "Hey" and said: "It's fake, there's nothing good to see."
The two teams, who were at war with each other, also raised their ears when they heard Sirona's voice.
"Fake?" Luther was a little unbelievable.
"Yes, it's fake. You don't study this area, so I won't use the professional terminology. In short, I can tell you that as long as an expert takes a look at it, he can understand that it is a product of fraud."
"Make it old, and then bury it in the soil for a while just to hide it?" Sirona snorted disdainfully, "It can't be true if it's fake, and it can't be fake if it's true."
"No matter how resembling the appearance is, it is still a fake. It may look like the spirit but not the spirit. If you think about it carefully, you will be able to tell the truth."
Luther's hand holding the tea cup stiffened, and the tea shook out.
"That Luther is dead, right?"
Qilan's face suddenly appeared in Luther's mind, and the conversation that day in the nursing home was inserted and played like a slideshow.
"I'm very curious about how you accomplished such a big change. Please teach me. I also want to start a new life."
The scene where he was rendered mute by Oleander's questions also began to flicker.
Sirona didn't seem to notice Luther's abnormality, and was still ridiculing this kind of deliberate falsification of academic research.
Luther's mind kept reverberating with what Sirona had just said. It took him a while to bring his soul back after putting the slightly cold tea into his mouth.
"Sirona, the battle is over. The results of your assessment should be there, right?"
Akimoto glared at Ento and said to Sirona.
Sirona patted the dust on her hands: "Well, the result is finally there."
The two groups who were gearing up looked at Sirona at the same time, stretched their necks, and waited.
It's very similar to the scene after the final exam when the teacher reads out the test papers. Some people are nervous, some are pretending to be calm, some are restless, and some are biting their fingers.
Sirona, who was holding the test paper, looked at Yan Dou and then at Qiu Ben.
"Rock Fist Gym,"
Yan Dou's whole body was full of intelligence.
"Broken Stone Gym,"
Akimoto was stunned. He ordered Rock Fist and then his own Broken Stone Gym?
"Both gyms failed the assessment. I will feedback the situation to the alliance and ask the alliance to re-screen the list of suitable gym leaders in Songxue City. Before the new gym leaders are selected, the operations of the two gyms will be suspended. If there is a replacement,
It will be conveyed by the Four Heavenly Kings Kikuno."
Endou and Akimoto were stunned at the same time. After a while, Akimoto took a step forward and shouted dissatisfied: "I protest!"
"This assessment is simply unreasonable to us. You are the champion and the number one person in Sinnoh of course. You went all out to fight against us. We failed to perform anything and lost. You don't regard this as unqualified.
Fair!"
With Akimoto taking the lead, the trainee trainers and Akimoto's apprentices, who were originally intimidated by Sirona's title as champion, began to discuss and whisper among themselves, gradually becoming dissatisfied.
Sirona seemed not to notice Broken Stone Gym's protest and looked at Endo sideways.
"Where is the Rock Fist Gym? Do you have any opinions?"
Yan Dou opened his mouth, and when he was about to say something, Song Dou pulled him back.
Song Dou took the lead and bowed to Sirona: "Thank you for your advice. I don't have any objections from the Rock Fist Gym. My skills are not as good as others, that's all."
"The skills are not as good as others? The Rock Boxing Gym is good at saying nice things. If you were as skilled as Sirona, would you still open a gym here?" I don't know who made a mocking sound, followed by boos one after another.
Sirona looked at Song Dou with some interest.
She turned around and glanced at Qiu Ben: "You accuse me of being unjust?"
The approachable Sirona disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by an oppressive champion aura.
Akimoto felt a little thirsty, but the gym was too important to him. He frowned and said, "I just hope to be verified in a reasonable battle."
"So you think I'm bullying you by using Togekis to fight against you?"
"Don't dare."
"I've said it all, what's wrong with you? I'm not an unreasonable person. Since you dare to ask, I dare to answer, even if you may not like the answer."
Sirona stood up and came to Qiuben.
"You have accepted so many apprentices and brought so many trainee trainers, so I just said some things were unqualified. This is to save your face, and also to give those children a step up. They are not old,
In their eyes, you are the best trainer they have ever seen."
"You should know what I'm talking about, are you sure you want me to continue talking now?"
Qiuben gritted his teeth: "Please tell me!"
Sirona looked at Qiumoto with disappointment and said calmly: "Your control of the rhythm of the battle is very poor. You don't care at all about raising elves. In the face of adversity, you only roll dice and gamble on luck. Your ability to seize opportunities is weak, and your tacit understanding with the elves is weak."
Almost zero…”
"That's for you!" Qiumoto was unconvinced.
Sirona returned to the stone table and patted Luther.
Luther came to his senses again from his random thoughts, and was held down by Sirona in a daze, and was brought to Akimoto.
"His name is Luther. He just started to become a trainer this summer. He is a former elf phobia patient. Counting it, it has not been six months since he became a trainer."
Luther was confused. He had a vague sense of what Sirona wanted to do.
"You want fairness, and I will give you fairness. Akimoto, pick up your elf ball and have a one-on-one elf battle. You beat Luther. I will reconsider the matter of the Broken Stone Gym."
"If you lose, dismiss the trainee trainers under your gym. I can't control your apprentices, but the trainee trainers must leave. Youth is precious, don't waste their time."
The group of trainee trainers was silent.
Akimoto thought for a moment and asked: "You and Luther are so close, how can I believe that Luther is just a rookie trainer?"
Before Sirona could speak, Luther couldn't help it.
"The Broken Stone Gym takes itself very seriously. The champion is plotting against you when he has nothing to do?"
Luther's words made Akimoto clenched his fist: "Okay, I will take over this battle, and one elf will decide the winner."
"It's not bad, I thought you were still in a daze and haven't come back to your senses." Sirona praised.
"Just thinking about something..."
"What does being so absorbed have to do with it?"
Luther opened his mouth slightly, hesitated for a moment, looked away, and fumbled around on his belt for a while before grabbing the elf ball.
"Forget it, stop talking, I'd better concentrate on the battle."