Pokemon Creation: I'm Inspired by Digimon

After going down the mountain, Zou Xu asked Agumon to evolve into Greymon and prepared to ride Greymon back to the city.

There is a ban on riding in the city. Elves over three meters tall are not allowed on the road even if they have a riding license, and Greymon's size is obviously too large.

"Come up!" Zou Xu stretched out his hand to pull Agumon up.

"This?" Lan Ting was a little shy.

"This place is still more than ten kilometers away from the city. Do you want to walk there?" Lan Ting'er naturally knew that when she went down the mountain before, she also sat on her father's griffin.

But now facing a boy of the same age, even though she knew she had to respect him, she still couldn't help but feel shy in her heart.

Zou Xu seemed to know what the other party was worried about, so he asked, "Do you want me to take a taxi for you?"

Lan Ting'er shook her head, stretched out her hand to hold Zou Xu's hand, and followed Zou Xu's strength with a pedal to sit firmly on the back of the tyrannosaurus.

"Greymon, let's go!" Zou Xu patted Greymon's head, and Greymon slowly stood up.

Lan Ting'er suddenly exclaimed. This seemed to be completely different from the feeling of sitting on a gryphon. An inexplicable feeling stimulated her nerves.

As the Greymon ran at high speed, the strong wind blowing against her face messed up her waterfall-like hair. Her mother's usual instructions to her to maintain her image were completely forgotten at this moment.

If Zou Xu wasn't by her side, she would still want to scream loudly.

In the past, when riding a gryphon, a protective barrier would be propped up on the back of the gryphon to maintain its image, so she had never experienced this kind of adrenaline rush.

It was intoxicating, and she had a hunch that going down the mountain this time was definitely the right choice for her.

Zou Xu looked at Lan Ting'er's wanton and arrogant look and smiled. The girl's smile under the morning sun seemed to add countless fun to this boring journey.

Soon Lan Ting'er's mood gradually calmed down. Seeing the smile on Zou Xu's lips, she couldn't help but blush.

This is so embarrassing. Mr. Zou Xu must have thought that I was an indecent woman just now.

What should I do?

Zou Xu didn't know what she was thinking. He was almost arriving in the city, so he reminded Lan Ting'er to get ready.

Lan Ting'er nodded, took a deep breath, calmed down her restless heart, and followed Zou Xu.

The place where Guilmon trained was not very far away. The two of them walked around and soon arrived at a place called the Star Sea Elf Training Hall.

This is a place dedicated to elf training, with many high-tech equipment for elf training.

Zou Xu took Lan Ting'er and Agumon to the 47th training ground. From the small glass in front of the door, it could be seen that there was an empty field inside.

A steel sandbag similar to a boxing sandbag was hung in the center of the field, and on the left was something similar to a tennis transmitter.

He continued to fire steel balls at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to react, and he fired three balls in a row.

In the direction where the steel ball attacked stood a red creature with black stripes, it was Guilmon.

Guilmon's claws were covered with a layer of hot flames, forming something like fist gloves, and they were aimed at the attacking steel ball and ripped apart.

Three steel balls made of pure iron were directly torn into three pieces by Guilmon's claws. Before Guilmon could take a breath, the transmitter spit out steel balls again, this time with more steel balls than before.

There are six rounds in total.

Guilmon reacted quickly, opened his mouth and sprayed out, and a ball of blazing flame grenade directly swallowed up six steel balls fired in succession.

The powerful flame energy directly melted the steel ball into molten iron, and it dripped on the ground, making a hissing sound. However, the material of the ground was also quite good, and it did not crack.

"Bang bang bang!"

The flames dissipated, and Guilmon keenly heard the sound of the machine starting up. Twelve steel balls tore through the flames and rushed towards Guilmon again.

Guilmon refused to accept anyone who came, its red skin seemed to burn along with the flames on its fists, its claws collided, and the hot flames emitted a huge explosion.

"Boom!" Fortunately, the sound insulation effect of this room was good, otherwise it would not have been able to withstand this explosion.

The twelve steel balls were blown away by the bursting flames before they even touched Guilmon.

After finishing all this, Guilmon was panting a little, but the machine was not tired and fired another twenty-four steel balls.

This time Guilmon stopped using brute force and started to move his body to dodge. If he encountered someone who couldn't dodge, he would directly use his claws to fight back.

Once again, it resisted this round of attack, but in the next second, forty-eight steel balls struck again mercilessly.

Guilmon knew that he would never be able to dodge such a dense attack, so he continued to choose to be tough.

The red skin all over his body continued to gather fiery red energy towards his chest, and the black stripes all over his body seemed to come alive at this moment.

Guilmon's eyes turned dazzling red, and he opened his mouth fiercely, and violent power poured out. The flames like a rolling torrent not only burned the forty-eight steel balls in front of him into molten iron, but also the ninety-six steel balls in the back. The ball was not spared either.

The energy of the flames lasts forever, and if there wasn't a layer of barrier in front of the transmitter, even the transmitter might not be spared.