Pokémon Dream Walker

"Evolution...is this evolution?"

Shang He's eyes widened and he was a little confused. He had not expected this scene.

He is more accustomed to evolutionary phenomena occurring during fierce battles or after fierce battles.

Xiao Ju'er smiled with satisfaction and said: "There is nothing to make a fuss about. Emotions are also one of the important factors that promote the evolution of elves."

"I understand. It seems that we are a very suitable partner."

Xiao Juer:......

Shang He's face was filled with pride, and he was completely different from the person before he was persuaded. Xiao Ju'er clearly realized how thick-skinned he was.

That's right, what kind of noble character do you expect from a gangster who wants to ride on a horse with you when they first meet?

In the light of evolution, the form of the Candlelight Spirit changes.

After a few breaths, the light dissipated.

The appearance of the elf was revealed, and it no longer looked like a white candle, but a ghost lamp with a weird posture.

Ghost of lights!

A type of elf will appear when a person encounters an ominous situation, absorbs the soul and lights the lamp, and is also considered to be the messenger of death.

Facing the notorious ghost lantern, Shang He was not timid at all and smiled and stretched out his hand towards it.

"Light Ghost, welcome to join us!"

The lamplight ghost shook his flat arm, still a little uncomfortable with it. He tried it twice before placing it on Shang He's big hand.

La woo!

The single scabbard came over and covered both hands with blue ribbons.

YoYo!

Lalu?

Little Larulus tilted his head, with milk foam still staining the corners of his mouth, not understanding what was going on.

But it knows how to draw the scoop from the gourd.

He held the unfinished milk bottle with his mind, stretched out his slender hands and placed them on it, feeling happy that he was on top.

Lalu!

Shang He cheered boldly: "Very good, we will win this battle!"

Ju Meiren, who was reduced to a background, interjected: "Really, don't be happy so early, I, the devil, will not lose easily."

He also joked: "What do you think of this script - after the warriors deepened their bonds, they challenged the Demon King, but were defeated by the Demon King and sent back to the Novice Village again. Is this reasonable?"

Is it reasonable?Not reasonable at all!

Sister, you’ve created a different character!

Shang He couldn't help but complain: "Are you the Electric Wanlong? The Raven City form of the ghost Wanlong? This kind of regional form is really rare."

"Region? Regional form? What do you mean? Is it a new form of bad jokes?"

With his vision limited to the Hezhong area, Xiao Juer was unable to understand the concept of regional form, so he failed to grasp the advantages.

"A cold joke? No, no..."

Shang He quickly shook his head.

When he mentioned the cold joke, he remembered something.

Xiao Ju'er in the future seems to be obsessed with bad jokes and wants to get closer to others by telling bad jokes.

But I didn't notice it in the brief time we got together this morning. I just thought she had a bit of a venomous tongue.

It may have to wait until the future.

She showed dominance in the field of models and became a master in the field of trainers. She only wanted to get closer to others after experiencing the chill of heights.

As soon as his thoughts changed, Shang He pretended to be a scholar and explained Xiao Ju'er's problem.

"Regional form is an academic subject: the same type of elves will show different forms depending on the region they are in. For example, for elves like Little Fist Stone, in the remote Alola region, there are small fist stones with electrical attributes."

"Combined with what I said just now, ahem...do you understand?"

"Alola region? A small electric fist stone?"

Xiao Ju'er murmured hard, with a look of yearning in her eyes. After a moment, she came back to her senses, glared at Shang He and snorted softly.

"Huh...you mean I look like that novelist. Do I look stupid?"

Shang He wanted to nod, but thinking of the power of the thunder zebra, he quickly shook his head in a desperate attempt to survive.

Xiao Ju'er then hummed in satisfaction.

Her perception of Shang He has changed, from a gangster to a learned gangster.

Shang He knew he would spit out blood.

If I had known this, I wouldn't have thought about the Thunder Zebra in the first place. Isn't riding a sword more fun than riding a horse?

What?Are you saying that I am not interested in drinking?

fart!

Blood spurting people!

The early warm-up is enough, it’s time to start the real show.

Xiao Juer clapped her hands and said, "It took so long, can the battle begin now?"

Shang He raised his hands and said, "I still have questions!"

"Say it!"

"Lord, can you please stop beating me?"

Xiao Ju'er glared at him, "No, I'll tell you clearly that this gym battle is just to take revenge on you for delaying my sleep."

"Okay, come on then."

Shang He replied lazily, as if he had accepted the miserable fate of being beaten.

"The format of the competition is a 2VS2 singles relay duel. The side with both elves losing their fighting ability will lose. The challenger who wins will get a Volt badge!"

Shang He had already quietly put the two elves back into the ball, and little Larulus was also put off the stage, ready to concentrate on this battle.

Xiao Ju'er took the lead in counting down: "Three!"

Shang He counted down: "Two!"

The two of them shouted together: "One!"

The two elf balls were thrown up at the same time, and red light shot into the battle field, revealing the elf contained within them.

Light Ghost VS Electric Flying Squirrel!

Xiao Ju'er showed no humility and took the lead in attacking, but was given an inexplicable order.

"Prepare!"

Shang He was not a fool, and he knew that the light ghost did not have the speed advantage, so he immediately restrained his movements.

Maintaining the status quo.

It's sizzling!

Electric flying squirrel exploded with electric light, as if it was showered with golden rain, bringing with it a strange buffing effect.

Shang He narrowed his eyes.

Sure enough, there is a design in this. The shining beauty is not sunny at all, and she wants to play tricks on him.

Then he asked tentatively: "Charging?"

Xiao Juer smiled but did not answer, and just explained: "This is an electric flying squirrel bred by a friend of Carlos. It has excellent genetic moves. I am looking forward to its future."

Shang He raised his eyebrows, as if he understood something.

Xiao Ju'er continued: "Since you haven't moved yet, I will take action first. I hope you can cope with the next gorgeous attack."

"Lightning flash!"

Normal moves against ghosts, girl, you have great ideas!

wrong!

It was a literal flash of lightning!

The electric light shot out at such an incredible speed that it was almost impossible to catch it with the naked eye. Only the arc left on the trajectory could be seen.

Speculation becomes reality.

Without thinking, Shang He shouted directly: "Purgatory!"

La woo!

When the light ghost is attacked, there is no such thing as attribute immunity.

It reacted quickly and could follow Shang He's command, holding back the pain and numbness and executing the order meticulously.

Because of this, Electric Momonga was not allowed to use preemptive moves and then run away.

A massive amount of purple flames erupted from the lampshade, instantly covering the surrounding area and turning the area into a fiery abyss.

Electric Flying Squirrel is shrouded in purgatory.

Xiao Ju'er wanted to catch Shang He off guard with a preemptive move, but she didn't know that this was exactly the trap set by Shang He.

Wait for the electric flying squirrel to fall into the trap, and then hit this high-damage move with extremely poor accuracy at close range.

The cry of pain in the fire is heart-stopping.

No need to think too much, the electric flying squirrel that had no time to evacuate had already suffered heavy damage.

Xiao Ju'er looked solemn: "Guang Qiang, escape quickly!"

With the help of the wall of light that was propped up to weaken the power of the flames, the Electric Flying Squirrel broke out of purgatory.

His hair was burnt black and his movements were difficult.

At first glance, it looked like he was being hung up and burned, and his body's strength was greatly affected.

"Great!"

Even though I had all kinds of doubts in my heart, I could only condense them into two words and spit them out.

Xiao Ju'er now understands Shang He's level, and doesn't dare to overestimate him any more, so he prepares to take a stab at it first.

"Electric Flying Squirrel, shadow clone!"

Burns have a huge impact on movement!

The electric flying squirrel flapped its armpit wings to separate its illusory false body. In the past, it could be divided into eight parts at worst. This time, the burning pain interfered with the movement and deformed, and only four figures were separated.

Shang He took advantage of the victory and pursued it without giving any chance to breathe: "Fire flames splashed!"

The lamp body flickered.

Purple fire rain fell from the sky, covering the four figures and destroying three false bodies in an instant. The last real body had no way to escape and was damaged by the flames again.

Seeing that the situation was difficult to reverse, Xiao Juer chose to stop the loss in time: "Replace with Volt, come back quickly!"

The electric flying squirrel has amazing perseverance, and can also control the electric charge to defend the more powerful light ghost.

"Shadow Ball!"

The light ghost was still slower. The shadow ball had just condensed before being thrown out, and the electric flying squirrel had already pounced in front of it.

Then, the light ghost made a firm decision.

boom!

The shadow ball detonated in front of them, purple and black mushroom clouds rose, strong winds swept away, and the two elves suffered the explosion bombardment together.

The ghost of the lamp flew backwards and struggled to stabilize its figure. The flame inside the lampshade became much dimmer.

On the other hand, the Electric Flying Squirrel.

Volt's replacement failed to be completed, and he was blown out and hit the bottom of the ring. He lay on the ground with bruises and no movement, as if he had lost the ability to fight.

Shang He, go to the next city first!

Xiao Ju'er took back the electric flying squirrel, frowned and asked, "How did you know?"

Shang He lightly shrugged and expressed his judgment.

"Plasma bath!"

"I happen to know this trick. Combined with Carlos's bloodline, I am absolutely sure that I understand what you are planning."

Shang He even commented: "It's a bit tasteless. If you weren't facing the ghost-like light ghost, you wouldn't normally choose to match it like this."