Reborn in Pokémon, my background is super hard

On the underground floor of the Scorpio Man Building, in a secret base full of technology, Wutong was invited here.

"Welcome to Scorpio's secret base!" Scorpio said happily to Wutong.

"Wow, Manager Ayong, you actually built a secret base. That's amazing." Wutong looked around and exclaimed.

"Hahahaha, yes, my daughter talked about me for a long time when I was building this base, cough! Wait a minute, I am a Scorpio man, not some Ayong store manager." Ayong, a Scorpio man, quickly changed his words mid-sentence.

"Manager Ayong, your secret base is already built underground in the Scorpion Man Building, what else is there to struggle for?" Wutong said, taking off his helmet.

"Yes, yes, is it too obvious? Hey! Brother, it's you!" Ayong also took off his mask and looked at Wutong and said in surprise.

Ayong quickly accepted the fact that the "Pink Man" was Wutong, and took him to visit the secret base and told the origin of the Scorpio Man.

During the visit, Wutong saw a row of things and showed interest.

"Manager Ayong, can you sell me one of these?" Wutong asked.

"Eh? Are you sure? Do you know how? I can give you one directly." Ayong said generously.

"No, no, no, just give me a discount. If possible, help me change it." Wutong said.

"Okay if you insist, but it may take a day." Ayong thought for a while and said.

After staying in Scorpio Town for a day, Wutong got what he wanted, and then Wutong continued on his journey.

During this time, Wutong went to look for Amado and Kozaburo, but these two guys did not listen to him and ran away.

Wutong decided that the next time he met those two guys, he would teach them what it meant to be obedient. However, Wutong was curious as to why these two guys appeared here and tried to rob Scorpio Town.

Is it because of the butterfly effect caused by his existence?

"Rotom, how far is it from Huipi Town?" In a forest, Wutong asked Rotom on his phone.

"At the current speed, we can reach Luotuo in two days~" said Luotom on the mobile phone.

"Something is coming!" Wutong suddenly stopped and said.

"This little brother, are you a Pokémon trainer?" A steady voice appeared.

"Yes, I am a Pokémon trainer. Do you have any advice?" Wutong replied, and he saw a middle-aged man wearing a warrior uniform.

"Please have a Pokémon battle with me." The middle-aged man in a samurai uniform said.

"Want to test the knife? That's fine, just think of it as a warm-up in advance." Wutong replied.

As soon as Wutong accepted the words, a red figure appeared in the forest behind the middle-aged man, jumping between the trees and rushing towards Wutong.

"Zheng~!" A sound of gold and iron clashing sounded.

A giant needle wasp with a silver body and dark red stripes had its needles crossed in front of it, blocking the attack of a giant pincer mantis.

"Sneak attacks are not a good habit, uncle." Behind the giant sting bee, Wutong said, holding an open elf ball in his hand.

"That's really embarrassing. After all, I want to know how strong you are, little brother." The middle-aged man said.

"Big Needle Bee! Double Needle!"

"Giant pincer mantis! Metal claw!"

There was another sound of metal collision, and the giant needle wasp and the giant pincer mantis fought together.

Wutong already knew what plot he was encountering.

"Giant Pincer Mantis, stop. You are a very strong guy. I hope you can do me a favor." The middle-aged man stopped the Giant Pincer Mantis and said to Wutong.

"Big Needle Bee, please stop and start talking, but my price is very expensive~" Wutong said with a profiteer's smile.

"Interesting boy, as long as you can succeed, everything else is easy." The middle-aged man replied generously.

This middle-aged man is called Muramasa. He was also a powerful trainer and won many championships.

Now, he has opened a dojo in the forest here in order to pass on his experience to new trainers, hoping that they can win championships in competitions around the world in the future.

To put it simply, after retiring, a former outstanding player still wanted to use his remaining energy and changed his goals and became a coach.

And his most outstanding apprentice, also his son Shingo, appeared in the problem. Now Shingo feels that he has found the deepest meaning of Pokémon battle.

He believes that no one can surpass the data, so he is obsessed with the player database he has built. He believes that no one is his opponent, so he has not played against each other for a long time.

Muramasa hopes that Wutong can awaken Shingo through the battle and let him understand that Pokémon battles do not rely solely on data.

Wutong happily accepted this commission. After all, he felt that Shingo actually had great potential and was a data flow trainer, but this kid went astray.

In Wutong's view, Shingo has ignored that the focus of Pokémon battles is on the battle, and data can only be used as an assist and cannot rely entirely on data.

Under the leadership of Muramasa, Wutong came to a dojo hidden in the forest. Although it was located in the forest, the dojo covered a large area.

And although the style is simple, it does not look shabby. Walking into the dojo is a scene of many trainers training with their Pokémon.

"This is the Pokémon dojo I opened." Muramasa introduced proudly.

"It's a very good dojo." Wutong couldn't help but say.

"Kana~!" Charmander shouted as he followed Wutong with the elf egg in his arms.

For some reason, Charmander liked this elf egg very much, so Wutong simply let Charmander follow him with the egg in his arms when nothing happened.

As for when you are in trouble, just send the egg to the dream monster in the shadow temporarily, but not for too long. After all, the elf egg is also a living body, and it is difficult to survive in the shadow for a long time.

Wutong has never understood what the space in the shadow is. It is really full of mysteries.

"Master! Welcome back!" xN saw Muramasa coming back. The trainers and their Pokémon who were training stopped at the same time, bowed respectfully and greeted Muramasa.

Wutong could feel that these disciples respected Muramasa from the bottom of their hearts. It seemed that Muramasa was an excellent master.

"Mr. Muramasa, your disciples are also very good. I can feel that they respect you from the bottom of their hearts." Wutong said.

"Hahahaha, thank you for the compliment, brother Wutong, you continue to study. Kurama, you entertain the guests. Wutong, you take a rest, and I will guide my disciples." Muramasa responded with a smile.

"Yes, Master, guest, please come with me." A short-haired boy said to Wutong.

Under the leadership of Jiuro, Wutong sat in the room, where he could directly see Muramasa instructing his disciples.

After serving tea to Wutong, Kurang introduced his master, Muramasa, and his words were filled with admiration.