Pokémon: The Strongest Xiaomao

The early morning sunlight shone into the window sill, and the boy with purple broken hair frowned and woke up leisurely.

"Hiss..." I drank wheat juice yesterday and my head hurts a little today.

Shinji covered his head and sat up, finding himself in a four-person dormitory.

There was a four-person room with a bed and a table, which happened to be Mr. Mao’s three students plus him as a teaching assistant.

After following Xiaomao's footsteps and continuously challenging the Kanto and Johto Alliance, Shinji was initially a little discouraged.

I can't win, I really can't win, the semi-finals of the Baby Cup and the semi-finals of the Silver Conference.

How can I win two consecutive championships after two years of debut!

The confused Shinji originally planned to follow his brother's route and continue to challenge Fangyuan.

However, with a frustrated mentality, I can only slow down and cultivate my own Pokémon.

Maybe, I just don’t have enough nurturing ability. Shinji thought to himself.

Therefore, after seeing Mr. Shigeru's 520 live broadcast, Shinji thought of a way.

Isn't Mr. Mao the best teacher? As long as you can learn Mr. Mao's nurturing techniques, you will definitely be able to break through your own limitations.

When you have accumulated enough strength, you can directly go to the development area and push flatly, feeling proud! In Shinji's mind, the fleshy Q version of Shinji put his hands on his hips and laughed.

"Hey, you're awake." Shinji was thinking, and Yushu's voice sounded.

I saw this guy wearing a facial mask, watching the game video, and applying hand cream.

"What are you doing?" Shinji frowned.

"It's maintenance..." Yushu rolled his eyes: "Singles like you won't understand."

"Nervous~" Shinji rolled his eyes, turned around and got up to wash up.

……

Mr. Mao had a lot of fun yesterday and has just woken up now.

"Well..." The night demon holding the lamp wandered leisurely in the room.

"Old Hei, if you mention sneaking around that broken camping lantern again, believe it or not, I will throw it out for you..." Mr. Mao rolled his eyes in anger.

Although Gengar also likes to sleep hanging on the ceiling, it is considered a less popular hobby.

But this night demon guy carrying a lamp to ferry souls around every day is already evil, right?

Pokjigu, with Jirachi on his left hand and Celebi on his right, was sleeping heavily. These babies played in four rows until midnight last night and are still catching up on their sleep.

Mr. Mao couldn't help but patted himself: "Look, how much you have sacrificed for world peace, Mr. Mao is so great..."

He got out of bed, opened the window, and looked towards the backyard.

Eevee-chan was out of bed early in the morning, and she went to do morning exercises as expected.

In addition to the mascots like Pokkigu, even the hungover Charizard also went running around.

Basic physical training, this is a daily essential item.

Pokmon's physical strength does not grow suddenly, it all depends on these daily trainings, accumulated over time.

"Get up now~" Mr. Mao yawned and asked Gardevoir to prepare coffee for him while washing up.

If nothing else, Shinji is still waiting for his guidance.

After washing up, Mr. Mao Shiran went downstairs wearing a white hoodie, gray jeans and high-top sneakers.

"Brother Mao!" Sure enough, Shinji was already waiting for him downstairs.

"Where are the three of them?" Xiao Mao asked curiously, not seeing Youshu and the others.

"Oh, they said they were going to the Orange Forest to go jungle or something...I didn't understand either. Maybe they were going to conquer new Pokémon." Shinji scratched his head in confusion.

Mr. Mao couldn't laugh or cry: "This... you will know later."

If nothing else, there will be many boys in shorts who were beaten and cried in Chenghua Forest today~

"Um, Brother Mao~ about training?" Shinji asked anxiously.

"Well~ let's talk after breakfast." Xiao Mao picked up the coffee and smiled at Gardevoir.

"Okay~" Shinji grabbed the piece of bread and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Eh? You kid, why don't you put jam on it?" Master Shigeru raised his eyebrows, took Shinji's bread with his hands, spread a layer of honey butter on it, and stuffed it back into Shinji's mouth.

"Uuuuuuuh? It tastes delicious..." Shinji protested for less than two seconds, and his mouth was immediately blocked by the rich milk smell.

"There are no shortcuts on the way to becoming stronger." Mr. Mao ate breakfast elegantly and chattered to his little brother.

"It seems like my Pokémon are growing fast enough, that's because my arrangements are scientific enough.

Be sure to get enough sleep,

You must have a good attitude,

Be sure to consume adequate food nutrients.

Whether it's people or Pokémon, there are probably very few people who can strictly follow this rule. "

"Are those things really useful? If there is not enough training time, won't it be a hindrance?" Shinji said he didn't understand.

"Tsk, tsk~" Mr. Mao shook his head and drank the last sip of coffee: "Gardevoir, put the plate away."

"What the hell~" Gardevoir made a move with his right hand, and the blue telekinesis wrapped around the dinner plate and flew straight into the kitchen.

"Let's go, no matter how much we talk, it's better to actually feel it. Let's go have a fight." Mr. Mao stood up.

"Okay~" Shinji nodded expectantly and followed Mr. Shigeru's footsteps.

Arriving in the backyard, Shinji's Pokémon immediately lined up in a regular row. It was obvious that Shinji was indeed very strict.

"Ibrahimovic, come here and do some exercise." Mr. Shige thought about it and decided to give Shinji a little more strength.

"Bui~" Ibu-chan shook his head happily and came to Xiaomao's side, stepping on the drums and performing a "lion dance".

"Haha, there's a new guy beating me again, you're so happy." Mr. Mao was so amused that he laughed, picked up Ibrahimovic and sucked him for a while.

"I'm ready." Putting the Pokémon back into the ball, Shinji came to the opposite side of Mr. Shigeru and took a serious stance.

"Come on~" Mr. Shigeru hooked his hand, and Ibrahimovic jumped down and came to the venue.

"Electric monster, prepare to fight!" Shinji released the electric monster, and then explained: "Although this child is still not as good as Dodaigui, his talent is great, and he is the one I focus on training."

"Bilibili~" The electric shock monster waved its arms and looked at Ibrahimovic provocatively.

"Oh, the young man is quite energetic." Mr. Mao smiled happily: "Come here."

"Electric shock monster, split the tiles!" Shinji immediately attacked quickly. It was obvious that he had a very good trust in the electric shock monster.

bass! The electric shock monster suddenly activated, and the figure flashed past. He raised his right hand high and slashed downwards with the white fighting spirit gathered in his arm.

"This speed~" Shinji was suddenly startled. He felt that the electric monster's skills were smoother. Is it an illusion?

"Ibrahimovic, fairy elf mode, beat me up!" Mr. Mao said calmly.

Buzz~ A white light flashed all over, and a cute pink fairy appeared.

Immediately, a ribbon decorated with a bow suddenly tied the electric shock monster's arms.

"Bui! (?▼Van▼)ノ" Ibu-chan suddenly exerted force, and the electric shock monster was suddenly thrown into the air, and then slammed down to the ground.

"Beep beep!" The electric shock monster suddenly fell, and Shinji suddenly thought: "Use the tile against the ground!"

"Bili!" Fu Ling, the electric shock monster, was so worried that he slashed his knife towards the ground.

puff! The strong force stirred up a whirlwind, and the force was buffered. The electric shock monster rolled three times on the spot before getting up.

"How's it going? Do you feel it?" Mr. Mao asked with a smile without pursuing him.

"The movements of the electric shock monster... seem to be smoother, and the reaction speed has also improved!" Shinji became more and more excited as he talked, and finally raised his head: "Why is this happening?"

Mr. Mao chuckled and spread his hands: "It's the same principle as a machine. Adequate nutrition and rest are like the lubricating oil between the gears.

There is no reason why a well-oiled machine cannot be compared to a continuously rotating machine.

Do you understand, Shinji? "

Shinji lowered his head and thought for a moment: "I seem to understand a little bit."

"You can teach me." Mr. Mao nodded with satisfaction: "Then, as tuition, hand over all your experience packets."

Eevee-chan:???Buy...

"Wait a minute...that, this..."

"Ibrahimovic, repay the favor with great power!" Mr. Mao waved his hand, and opened it up to his face!

"Don't! Hold on to the electric shock monster!" Shinji rushed to avoid danger.

Snapped! Click! The green light shield shattered on the ground, and Ibrahimovic's headbutt, burning with blue flames, was like a rail gun fired.

With a powerful cyclone, it instantly penetrated the electric shock monster's defense and directly hit the electric shock monster's chest.

boom! The electric shock monster turned into a parabola and took off directly...

"What is this!" Shinji was shocked and angry, suspecting that the other party had opened it!

Mr. Mao rubbed his hands: Come on, come on... Next one.