Pokemon: Team Rocket

After a collision, Ye Tong strolled to a place a few meters away from Y, and smiled.

"You can't stop me."

Y was silent, looking at Ye Tong, his eyes trembled violently.

This level of strength has definitely surpassed the top heavenly king and entered a higher realm.

That kind of realm, except for the highest, only a saint can reach...

Thinking of this, Y wanted to step back, but he glanced back at the temple, and gritted his teeth again.

"Ye Tong, don't you want to disturb the sleep of the Supremes!"

After the words fell, Y pulled down the legion members next to him, and tightened the chains on the giant bog monster.

"Templar Legion, charge me!"

Rumble!
Hundreds of giant marsh monsters rushed towards Ye Tong, and their footsteps seemed to shake the whole ground.

Ye Tong pouted as he looked at the terrifying army.

"Stubborn."

……

When Ye Tong was making a big fuss in the Supreme Temple, on the other side, Uncle Donggua, the owner of the Waterline Gym recommended by Ye Tong, had already found Mengsi Island and opened his own weapon shop.

clang.clang.clang.

On the street, Uncle Winter Melon was forging weapons by the stove, and on one side of the stall were dozens of exquisite weapons.

"Boss, how do you sell your weapons?"

At a certain moment, a middle-aged man dressed as a knight came to the weapon booth and asked.

Hearing that there were guests coming, Uncle Donggua was also very excited. He put down what he was doing, turned around, and said happily: "These are all high-quality weapons, all of which are 50 yuan."

"Ok?"

Hearing Uncle Donggua's offer, the middle-aged man was startled.

"50??? 50 for an iron weapon???"

Uncle Donggua watched the middle-aged man's reaction and waved his hand.

"Oh, this is a superior weapon."

As he spoke, he picked up a weapon, and under the sun, the weapon glowed with a glimmer of light.

At the same time, Uncle Winter Melon introduced: "Look, Bulling Bulling's, good stuff."

"Bling Bulling?" The middle-aged man showed a puzzled expression, looked at the weapon in the uncle's hand, and nodded slightly.

He is also an expert, this weapon is indeed superior.

After thinking for a few seconds, the middle-aged man hesitated and said, "Boss, can the price be lowered?"

"Less is fine." Uncle Winter Melon nodded, "Well, let's make a price."

"Hmm..." The middle-aged man looked at the weapon, and after a few seconds, he looked at Uncle Donggua again, and asked tentatively, "Eight thousand eight?"

"Good guy, what do you do? Cut 50 to 50." Uncle Winter Melon was startled, and feigned anger, "Why don't you give it [-] to [-]?"

"This..." The middle-aged man showed a troubled expression, "But, I only brought nine thousand today."

"Otherwise, I'll give you an extra two hundred?" As he spoke, the middle-aged man took out all his money.

"The people nowadays are real." Uncle Winter Gua sighed, and said brokenly: "Such a superior weapon, how dare Baqianba have the nerve to say..."

"Forget it, the first meeting, here it is."

After the words were finished, Uncle Winter Melon wrapped up the weapon neatly and stuffed it into the middle-aged man's hand. At the same time, he took the money from him.

A series of movements flowed smoothly, and when the middle-aged man reacted, his hands were empty.

Looking at the weapon in front of him, the middle-aged man seemed to be stunned, and immediately felt a strange feeling in his heart.

I just bought an iron sword for nine thousand...

On the other side, Uncle Winter Melon turned around quickly and came to the fire again, moving very quickly.

Slow down, he was afraid that the guests would die laughing when they saw his face.

For him, that kind of iron sword can be made in just an hour, and the material is also very ordinary. At best, it costs only a few hundred yuan including the manual cost.

Nine thousand, this is already his monthly salary as the owner of the museum.

"Ye Tong really didn't lie to me. Mengsi Island is really the place I should come to."

Uncle Winter Melon smiled, holding an iron block in his hand.

"Boss." Suddenly, a voice sounded in front of the booth.

"Once all weapons are sold, they will not be returned or exchanged." Uncle Donggua said, turning around.

In front of the booth, there stood an old man who looked very thin, but he was tall and straight, full of energy.

"Old man..." Uncle Donggua hesitated for a few seconds, and just about to speak, the old man raised his hand.

"Are you a casting master?"

When the old man spoke, his eyes were particularly sharp.

Uncle Donggua was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and at the same time, said cautiously: "What do you need?"

"A sword, a real sword."

The old man replied with a very flat tone.

Uncle Winter Melon subconsciously looked at the old man, feeling a sense of calm and prestige, and took a breath.

The old man in front of him is definitely a real strong man, or else he has been in a high position for a long time.

"Please wait."

Putting on the honorifics, Uncle Donggua entered the room, and after a while, he came out, holding a long box in his hand.

Putting down the box, Uncle Donggua said, "This sword is for..."

"Need not."

The old man shook his head, put his hand on the box, and slowly closed his eyes.

After a while, he opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes were full of light.

"Good sword!"

boom!
The box shattered, and the old man held the sword, and his whole body suddenly seemed like a sharp blade was unsheathed.

Uncle Donggua took several steps back one after another, looked at the old man, and said with a little awe: "This sword has found its best owner."

"well."

The old man smiled, clapped his hands, and a check landed on the counter.

"This old man's trip to Mengsi Island was originally to challenge the owner of Mengsi Island. During the battle, all the weapons were destroyed."

"I never thought, but I can still get such a good weapon."

"Not bad!"

Challenge the owner of Dreams Island.

Hearing this voice, Uncle Donggua shrank his head. He had heard that the owner of Mengsi Island was very powerful.

This old man is actually able to compete with the owner of Mengsi Island. His strength, I am afraid...

Thinking of this, Uncle Donggua looked at the check, and for a moment, he didn't know whether he should take it or not.

"You deserve it, take it."

The old man laughed and stuffed the check to Uncle Donggua, at the same time, said:

"Boss, do you know who else is recognized as strong in today's world?"

"Are you strong?" Uncle Donggua showed a thoughtful expression, "Every region has four heavenly kings..."

"Four heavenly kings? They are also called heavenly kings, how dare they be said to be strong."

The old man shook his head.

"What I want is the kind of real strong man who can be hailed as a legend."

"legend?"

Hearing these two words, Uncle Donggua's eyes suddenly lit up.

"In today's world, the only one known as a legend is the Xiaoye King of the Kanto!"

"King Xiaoye?" Hearing the name, the old man frowned slightly, "How strong is this King Xiaoye?"

"Quite strong, the ordinary king is not his opponent at all." Uncle Donggua introduced: "He once defeated two chosen ones in Chengdu with his own strength."

"Defeated the Chosen One."

The old man's eyes lit up.

"Where is Xiaoye Wang now?"

"Sinnoh, he is traveling in Shenao." Before Uncle Donggua finished his sentence, the old man in front of him disappeared.

"Thank you for letting me know, I'm going to visit Yi Er right now."

A voice remained in the air.

Uncle Donggua looked at the street, scratched his head, and then turned around in a thoughtful manner.

clang.clang.clang.

The sound of iron striking sounded again.