Something is wrong with my Pokémon

After watching A Le's battle, even Lu Cheng was extremely emotional.

"Baozi has evolved, you have to work hard." Lu Cheng smiled at Mu Shou Gong beside him.

"Exactly."

Mu Shougong nodded.

It is extremely proud, and although it is not good at expressing itself, it undoubtedly has a competitive heart.

The long-winged gulls that were dealt with by Mu Shou Palace in both moves have grown to this point.

So, how can Mu Shou Gong perform in the rematch?

Obviously, the upcoming top [-] competition is the best time to verify their strength.

"Did you hear that Wang Yingjie from venue 1 got another KO?"

"Who is your opponent? Could it be luck?"

"No, no, my opponent is from a key high school, and his strength is not average."

Hearing the discussion of passers-by, Lu Cheng clenched his fists unconsciously.

"Mushou Palace, use Iai Slash"

In the yard of his grandfather's house, Mu Shougu was using the Iai Slash on the training straw man.

This was already the 100th Iai slash of the day for Mu Shou Palace. He was even wearing a heavy competition vest, which made Mu Shou Palace sweat profusely. Every time he waved his hand, it was like torture.

"99 is the last bit left"

Looking at the tired Mu Shou Gong, Lu Cheng's eyes showed a trace of unbearability.

However, without hard work day after day, it is impossible to become strong.

"Exactly."

Hearing Lu Cheng's words, Mu Shougong nodded, wiped the sweat off his head, and finally used an Iai Slash.

This large training mannequin was commissioned by Lu Cheng from his grandfather.

Lu Cheng tried online training equipment, such as sandbags and targets, but they were not suitable for Mu Shou Gong at all.

Under Iai's chop, the sandbag was easily cut open;

Although the target can be used to train the accuracy of the six-tailed flames, it is a piece of fire once burned, and Lu Cheng simply cannot afford it.

Fortunately, Lu Cheng remembered that there were many such equipment in his grandfather's yard. After calling and asking, he found out that his grandfather had made them himself.

"Chengcheng, it's time to eat now."

Grandpa came in with a bundle of firewood, placed it in the corner of the yard, and lit an earthen chimney:

"You don't have to be in a hurry. Elf training is not something that happens overnight and cannot be rushed."

Lu Cheng nodded.

Although his grandfather said this, Lu Cheng was still a little anxious.

Half a week has passed and Mu Shou Gong still hasn't evolved.

Seeing Lu Cheng's appearance, Grandpa couldn't help but smile.

Sure enough, he and his father have the same temperament.

"Don't train tomorrow." Grandpa said, puffing away his clouds. "Come to the fields with me and take a day off."

"But"

"There's nothing wrong with it." Grandpa hit Lu Cheng on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Can Grandpa still hurt you?"

Lu Cheng sighed and could only nod helplessly.

"Bad boy." Grandpa laughed.

"I don't even believe in grandpa now. I'll have a good look at you tomorrow."

the next day.

Vulpix rarely came out to let loose, running around the fields like a joy.

Mu Shou Gong was like a melancholy wanderer, hugging a branch and following Lu Cheng thoughtfully.

It was May, and the rice fields on both sides of the ridges were green. The rice seedlings were crisp and green, contrasting with the sparkling waves on the water.

From time to time, you can see several families working hard in the fields, and a few pecking birds flying in the air. The farmers have already prepared the fruits and handed them to them with a smile, so that they will not harm the seedlings.

"The weather is nice today." Grandpa said happily, holding a hoe on his shoulder and carrying a copper kettle.

“Just right for plowing”

Lu Cheng couldn't help but nodded.

The wind in the field is really comfortable, with the unique smell of the countryside, the fragrance of the land mixed with cow dung.

Looking around, several afro-headed buffaloes and genteros were working in the fields, swatting mosquitoes and flies with their tails from time to time.

"This buffalo is imported from other places, so it's very expensive," Grandpa sighed.

"Earlier, we used Kentero for farming. That thing was dishonest and it took several elves to subdue it."

"Grandpa, you can also train elves." Lu Cheng smiled and said,

He thought grandpa was joking with him

"What's wrong? I don't believe it." Grandpa blinked at Lu Cheng and said:

"Come on, let me take you to the fields to have a look."

Six Tails took the lead and followed Grandpa hurriedly, and Lu Cheng and Mu Shou Gong had no choice but to follow closely behind.

On both sides of the ridge are paddy fields and dry land, where rice and other crops are grown respectively. Paddy fields do not require hoeing, but dry land requires frequent loosening of the soil.

In the dry land, I saw an extremely sturdy Kentero, lying leisurely in the soil and taking a nap.

"Old man, why don't you get up?" Grandpa scolded,

"Don't you look who's coming?"

Kentero lazily opened his eyes, glanced at his grandfather, and then turned over, facing away from his grandfather, exposing his huge ass.

The three tails started to flap like electric fans, and there was actually wind.

"Grandpa, why did this Kentero's horn break?" Lu Cheng asked curiously.

Kentero is no different from a real ox, except that its hooves are thicker and the hair on its neck is very thick.There are also two sharp horns on the head.

However, the Kentero in front of him looked a little embarrassed. One of its corners had been broken off, as if someone had cut it off with a knife, revealing a smooth cross-section.

"This kid was dishonest when he was young and offended people he shouldn't have offended." Grandpa waved his hand and shouted to Kentero:

"Old Niu, if you don't get up, you will be beaten."

Kentero stood up from the ground unsteadily. What shocked Lu Cheng was that the figure of this Kentero was actually a head taller than Lu Cheng.

Fully close to two meters

"Why is this Kentero so big?" Lu Cheng asked stutteringly.

"What's the use? He eats a lot and is dishonest." Grandpa snorted, took out the cattle whip and swung it hard on Kentero's butt:

"Old ox, plowing the fields"

The bite was neither painful nor itchy, just like being bitten by a mosquito. Kentero lazily set out, put on the plow, and walked in the dirt step by step.

Every step seems to be of great importance

Lu Cheng stared blankly at the Kentero.

Even though he had become a trainer not long ago, he could still feel the power of this Kentero.

This was the feeling he had when facing Gongsun Rong's Super Armored Rhinoceros and Wu Ye's Kuailong.

Subconsciously, Lu Cheng pointed the magnifying glass at Kentero.

"Centero

Personality: Stubborn

Feature: Anger Point

Matching moves: Life-sacrifice collision, reverse scale, sleeping, talking in sleep, earthquake, destructive death ray, iron tail, horn collision. "

shit

eight skills

Lu Cheng almost shouted.

"What's wrong, Chengcheng." Walking in front, grandpa turned around and said concernedly: "Your face doesn't look right."

"it's okay no problem."

Lu Cheng waved his hands palely.

He just made eye contact with the Kentero, and those lazy eyes seemed to say:

Sample, good taste.

Lu Cheng actually had the illusion that the elf had seen through it.

Lu Cheng was so frightened that he quickly took back the system and followed his grandfather.

How could grandpa have such a level of elf?

Or

Lu Cheng looked at his grandfather's back in shock:

Damn it, boss