Pokémon: The Road to the Champion of Full-Level Players

Such an unexpected scene left them at a loss. At the same time, their courage was like a pothole being poured by a heavy rain. It kept pouring and suddenly soared.

It turns out that all this is done by humans, and the "demon" that makes them timid is just a human trick. It turns out that there are no ghosts, poisonous demons or vicious monsters in this world.

After thinking about this clearly, they waved their clenched fists, grieved and grinded their teeth.

"What a hateful bastard. Miss Junsha must arrest them all."

"Pretending to be a ghost, this is what I hate the most, just like the old lady in the Viridian Gym who has a temper that explodes at the slightest touch. I hope the higher-ups in the alliance can teach them a lesson for me."

"I thought I had encountered some supernatural event, but it turned out to be man-made, which made me feel scared. Well... people who play with such things are also scary, but fortunately there are many of us..." A talkative person The old man murmured to himself, and a gleam flashed in his deep eyes.

"..."

Some of the audience in the audience couldn't help but angrily denounced this behavior, and many others were slanderous. They didn't say anything, but the changes in the expressions on their faces showed what they were thinking in a special way.

Completely different from those in the audience, several high-ranking alliance officials in the high platform, along with Fang Yuxuan, Dazhi, the man with glasses and others, had serious expressions on their faces. They all stared at the source of the sound.

Qiqi leaned closer to Fang Yuxuan, her slightly curled yellow horses following her movements and swaying left and right. She hugged Pikachu and Eevee tightly, blinking her eyes, looking at the spreading black mist, not daring to say anything.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?"

Standing in the middle of the high platform, Zhao Weijian faced the dark front, his resolute expression was reassuring. He stood there quietly, facing the mountains, exuding a quiet and steady power like a mountain. This invisible power seemed to sweep everything away. The sources of fear are kept out.

In the darkness, no one responded, as if he was facing a void universe, with nothing in front of him.

I don’t know how long I waited, but there was still no response from the dark front. Zhao Weijian and the senior executives behind him looked at each other, and they decided to take the initiative.

Just as they were about to instruct the Pokémon to launch an offensive, a slight sound broke through the air, like tearing cloth. When they looked into the darkness, they saw no one or movement.

"Pickup!"

Without Fang Yuxuan's instructions, Pikachu in Qiqi's arms used its sensitive ears to detect certain movements.

Fang Yuxuan, who was in front, closed his eyes, and the two cooperated very well. He pretended to listen, as if he heard something, and suddenly looked to the side to tell the others what Pikachu wanted to express.

"On the right!" His tone was calm, as if he could really hear it.

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone turned their attention to the right. A young senior executive next to Ye Lao had already charged up his Devouring Turtle and was ready to attack at any time.

Ye Lao also glanced at the shadow at his feet with deep meaning, and his meaning was self-evident.

At the same time, Zhao Wei kept looking at his partner, "Hu Di, predict the future!"

Hu Di did not hesitate, closed his eyes, and used his mind to release several meteor-like energy. The surface of the blue-black energy was covered with white unknown objects, and they looked like ice crystals the size of basketballs.

Swish!

These "ice crystals" soared into the sky, and several cracks appeared in the night, like pairs of empty eye sockets, as if the stars were welcoming these energies home.

The "ice crystals" that flew into the sky quickly penetrated into it and disappeared.

In the area where light and darkness meet, a black shadow flashed instantly, so blurry that only the afterimage could be seen. The black shadow came from the right of Fang Yuxuan and others and quickly broke through the many barriers. As fast as black lightning, it entered the territory of light without any hindrance.

Zhao Weijian, who was on the high platform, walked to the right and faced the black shadow. Even if the opponent was very close to him, he could still remain calm. His lips moved, and he uttered slight but unquestionable words: "Hu Di, use mental shock. !”

Hu Di, who had just released his prediction of the future, did not pause at all. Between his hands holding the spoon, there was a flash of purple electric current energy, like a crack in the starry sky, winding and undulating.

Immediately afterwards, these energies gathered together and flew out, like several purple thunder mixed with white smoke, blazing towards the black shadow.

boom!

The mental shock hit the black figure who was only a fist away from Zhao Weijian. He was not happy at all and forcibly knocked it away far away.

In mid-air, another golden beam of light shot directly at the black figure, as bright and dazzling as the sun was coming. The fire engulfed the figure, and the fire smoke filled the air. The black figure fell from it and hit a few people behind the high platform like stars.

The whistling wind blew Zhao Weijian's hair and clothes, but he still dealt with it indifferently, as if he had expected it.

"This meteor beam is quite powerful."

"You're flattered." The young executive standing next to Ye Lao smiled.

"Learn from him." Zhao Weijian stood with his hands behind his hands, looking up at the dark night.

The young senior executive was stunned and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Zhao Weijian in front shook his head, "It doesn't matter, as long as he has no bad intentions, I won't care about this."

Ye Lao, who had always been silent, glanced at the young man next to him. A cold light appeared in his deep eyes, but it only passed by briefly, and he soon returned to his normal demeanor.

……

The current position of the black mist can be said to be on the back of this temporary high platform, and the few gentlemen guarding the back of the high platform dispersed due to the falling black figure to avoid the black figure's attack.

It was precisely after it fell to the ground that Fang Yuxuan and others saw the true face of the black shadow.

It was an iron-masked ninja with a yellow head, a black stripe between the eyes, and a small circle in the middle of the stripe. Its body is black, with a pair of gray forelimbs and two pairs of wings.

But what is different from the normal iron-masked ninja is that its entire body is covered with black lines. Even the yellow head and white wings are occupied by lines, which are pitch black and look dull.

Obviously, this is not an ordinary Shiny Pokémon, or in other words, it is not an ordinary Pokémon, because its pair of red eyes are dull and lifeless, like a corpse that has lost its soul.

A little girl like Qiqi couldn't take it lightly. She could only cover her mouth, squat on the ground, and try not to look at the iron-faced ninja.

Eevee and Pikachu in her arms were forced to lie between the smooth and fat belly and thighs. They wanted to care about Qiqi, but they were blocked by the two soft obstacles above and could not even pass through the gap in the middle. Look at Qiqi above her head.

On the other side, Fang Yuxuan focused on the Iron Mask Ninja under the high platform, and naturally noticed that something was wrong with its expression and state, but... he was not surprised. Because he always felt that this situation seemed familiar, as if he had seen it before. But he knew very well that he had not and had never seen this scene before.

This feeling was so bizarre that he even doubted whether his memory was messed up. Of course, he was just thinking about it. If this was really the case, it would be terrible.

Wait... I seem to have had such an idea before!

Fang Yuxuan felt something was wrong. He couldn't really have a memory disorder, right?

This thought took root in his heart like a bud, and the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong.

hiss!

A stab of pain followed, and his brain felt like it was being twisted, as if there was something inexplicable that he didn't want to remember.

He wanted to persist, but after struggling for a moment, he gave up. This was not a pain that ordinary people could bear.

Get rid of the unrealistic thoughts in his mind, calm down and have no distractions, and the pain will disappear. This made him convinced of his previous conjecture, but he did not dare to think about it carefully any more.

In order to divert his attention, like others, he looked down at the iron-masked ninja lying under the high platform.

The iron-faced ninja who originally fell to the ground finally turned over after struggling several times.

"You haven't fainted yet?"

Before Fang Yuxuan could ask any questions, the iron-faced ninja instantly made an unbearable harsh sound. It was a sound similar to the sound of sharp claws rubbing against iron sheets. It was different from scraping a blackboard. This sound was extremely sharp, as if it could penetrate glass, making everyone or Pokémon subconsciously want to cover their ears.

"what!!!"

Unable to bear it, some girls unconsciously covered their ears and screamed. The shrill screams seemed to resonate with the voice of the Iron Masked Ninja, plunging the place into even more chaos.

Gu Li</span> "What's going on with this sharp sound?"

"Damn it, I can't stand it anymore, big tongue, use strong whip!"

"..."

Some trainers wanted to command their Pokémon to attack, but they also covered their ears because of the noise, so they didn't hear their trainer's voice.

The Pokémon were just covering their ears, so no one could stop the damn screeching noise, and everyone was imprisoned.

boom!

Black mist gathered in the sky, and then formed a giant black hand, and fell from the sky.

It was dark now, there were no shadows on the ground, and the sound was so hard to hear that it could be heard throughout the square. People at the scene lowered their heads and covered their ears, not noticing this.

Even Fang Yuxuan was the same. Although he guessed that this might be some kind of interference before the attack, and kept scanning the surroundings to prevent the crisis from coming, he did not realize that the attack would appear in the sky for the first time.

However, even if he raised his head, he might not be able to see it. The night was already dark. Once the black giant hand was a little further from the ground, it would not be discovered unless it was very close.

When the people here were unbearably noisy by the harsh noise, the giant black hand above the starry sky was approaching, whistling in the cold wind.

When everyone was in danger, the elf ball on Fang Yuxuan's waist suddenly opened on its own, bursting out with white light.

When the light faded, a black and red figure was revealed among the flickering light sources on the ground.

Fang Yuxuan seemed to sense something. He turned around and met the figure's eyes.

"Why did you come out?" he asked in a sharp and harsh voice.

The sound he made was not quiet at all, but even if his throat was torn, it would still be covered up by the harsh sound of the ninja in the iron mask. Just one cry can make everyone present feel dizzy, which is enough to prove the horror of the harsh sound of the Iron Mask Ninja.

But the strange thing is that even if his voice covers it, Zoroark still understands what Fang Yuxuan means, just like before in the alliance's laboratory.

It looked at him irresistibly, but didn't give any response, just glanced at the sky.

Fang Yuxuan followed its gaze and noticed the big hand approaching in the sky. How could he not realize the reason for Zoroark's appearance.

Before he could open his mouth to issue instructions, Zoroark took action first, as if he understood what he meant, and there was no need for any words or other expressions between the two.

"Hey~ Yeah!" Zoroark's whole body burst out with a vague momentum. Compared with the volcanic fire-breathing dragon, it looked like an assassin in the dark night.

Sharp eyes penetrated the light and darkness. Its whole body was wrapped in purple-black energy and turned into a black shadow. It soared up from the high platform. The air exploded. The white air flow was like waves and invisible fireworks, making way for it. The way to the sky.

The figure shuttles between darkness and flickering light, as straight as a black sword cutting through the sky.

The black shadow flew past and collided with the huge black hand in the sky. There was no air wave, only an ordinary penetration. The whole process was easy. Zoroark shot straight into the sky in an instant, and the huge black hand under its feet turned into a鑑粉.

puff!

Black powder shot out from the sky, like a fountain in the sky, sputtering in all directions, and finally scattered all over the ground. But when it was about to fall, it blew in the wind and completely dissipated.

Zoroark is stepping on the clouds and smoke, its fur is fluttering in the wind, and its whole body is surrounded by purple light. It looks like a cloak or a battle robe. Its cold eyes stare closely at the thin black haze, and the numbers inside it Tao figure.

Without any action, it fell vertically, like a slender black spear, cleverly avoiding the people on the ground, and smoothly descended to the high platform, standing upright. Even the high platform only trembled slightly when it first landed. That’s all.

The people who were tortured by the harsh sound were as unbearable as thousands of ants eating their hearts. They finally gradually reacted and noticed the changes around them. Their first thought was not to check, but to attack the Iron Mask Ninja personally.

Unfortunately, they were all too dazed to walk, and the Pokémon couldn't guarantee whether their attacks would hit.

Even Pokémon with eternal pure bodies and white smoke are unable to resist the negative effects of this harsh sound.

As for Pokémon with soundproofing properties... because they can't hear harsh sounds, they don't know what's going on in the outside world and don't know what they should do. Naturally, they can only stay in place.

At this moment, a "hero" stood up.

Dazhi, who was impatient after being quarreled, finally couldn't bear it anymore. His strong will forced him to step forward and said, "Damn, I can't bear to call you uncle or grandma..."

He staggered to the edge of the high platform, jumped down, and stepped directly on the Iron Mask Ninja. With this step, the harsh sound that disturbed the entire audience disappeared instantly.

The long-lost tranquility appeared, and everyone who was dizzy from being noisy quickly felt a lot more relaxed. Their heads were light and airy, as if they could rise to the sky like a broken balloon. Most of them collapsed on the ground with relief.

"Huh~" They took a long breath.

"It's not easy to finally be clean. I have never encountered such a harsh sound before."

"Damn it, don't talk to me. My ears haven't recovered yet. There's always a buzzing in my ears. Isn't it tinnitus?"

Whether they were women or men, they all fell to the ground imagelessly. Even a goddess like Lucy who cared about image very much could not support her body and knelt on the ground.

of course there are exceptions.

For example, the few people on the high platform had strong willpower that enabled them to forcibly support their bodies. Even if their limbs were weak, they could barely stabilize their bodies by squatting on the ground.

At this time, there is a "warrior" who is very special. He is the one who saves everyone from the fire and water - Dazhi.

Now, he was standing under the high platform. He didn't use any method to use his strength. Instead, he still had enough energy to kick to the ground, and kept talking in his mouth.

"You are so awesome, you have the ability to keep arguing! What, it's not possible anymore? I thought you were so cruel, is this all?" Dazhi kicked the Iron Mask Ninja desperately, without feeling tired at all.

During the process, he discovered that this iron-faced ninja was extremely thick-skinned, and it was difficult for his attacks to cause actual damage to it, so he became more unscrupulous and merciless.

At this moment, the drama of "humans vs. Pokémon" in the minds of the audience finally began.

The Iron-faced Ninja, who suffered "heavy injuries" all over his body, tried to resist, but how could it be the opponent of the ambition that turned on the "violent" state? Facing the offensive like a mountain and a tsunami, even with speed invisible to the naked eye, the Iron-faced Ninja could not No ability to fight at all.

The furious Dazhi has the power of control that no one can break free from. He punches to the flesh, and every kick can hit the vital point.

In the end, the entire battle was won by the human player Zhizhi without any surprise, but the battle process was a bit miserable.

……

In the high platform, Fang Yuxuan, who had witnessed everything, shook his head. He didn't care about the buzzing sound lingering in his ears. Instead, he immediately looked at Qiqi not far behind him. He was about to speak, but he seemed to remember something. He stopped talking and just stared at her silently.

Qiqi was originally squatting on the ground, so she never collapsed on the ground. Her body leaned forward, and the backpack hanging on the jade lotus root fell to the ground at some point.

Putting her little hand on her forehead, she shook her groggy head, and the yellow and slightly curly ponytails on both sides jumped up and down like springs being thrown away.

Then, she rubbed the Qingming point under the root of her nose again, and then breathed out lightly.

Seeing that her expression had recovered a lot, Fang Yuxuan stretched out his hand and stayed in front of her.

Looking at the hand that suddenly appeared in front of her, Qiqi looked up subconsciously and saw a faint smile on the familiar face. She did not hesitate, holding Pikachu and Eevee in her arms with one hand, while she stretched out His free hand rested on the hand of the person in front of him.

Fang Yuxuan pulled her up and asked in a gentle voice: "Are you okay?"

"Yes." Qiqi just glanced at him, then immediately lowered her head, focusing on her invisible toes.

Seeing that she didn't dare to raise her head, Fang Yuxuan wanted to say something, but was stopped by the voice from behind.

"Kyoko, look behind you!"