Xiaozhi's Pokémon Pigeon

The fight with Green is still going on, but this time Xiaozhi's Kentaro is already out of breath.

It's really a rip-off!

No matter what attack methods it and Xiaozhi used, there was no way to break through the defense of the monster.

On the contrary, the monster on the other side was not tired at all, but even more energetic. Under the flashing lights of the duel facility, its muscles were shining with sweat and glossy brilliance.

"never mind."

Green gave up the plan of waiting and waiting. Losing the trace of Lambda, the master of imitation, would just make sure to be more careful in the future and try not to let everyone act separately. The most important thing now was the Pokémon competition:

"Although Pokémon competitions aren't everything in Pokémon, a good trainer will do everything possible to win. Strange strength, use the Fire Fist!"

When Guai Li heard Qinglu's order, he knew that Qinglu was getting serious and stopped hiding his strength.

Both of its fists suddenly caught fire and it swung them directly at the panting Kentaro.

"For fighting-type Pokémon, the first point of training is physical fitness! The better the fighting-type Pokémon, the more attention should be paid to the training of physical fitness. Your Kentaro is already amazing for being able to attack continuously for such a long time, but..."

Qinglu's face darkened, as if the battlefield command now belonged to his absolutely calm fighting time:

"My strength is stronger and my endurance is better!"

A flaming punch from the strange force sent Kentaro flying straight up.

"What great muscle strength!"

Xiaozhi was stunned. You know, Kentaro was translated as "big bull" before, and Padilla's big bull is heavier than the ordinary Kentaro. How could a weight of nearly 250 pounds be able to be knocked away with just one punch?

"It's not over yet. The strange force won't give it a chance to breathe. Break the tiles!"

Before Kentaro could raise his head after being knocked away, he saw a pair of blue hands swinging down heavily, and then he lost consciousness and could no longer fight.

"The second key point in training a Fighting-type Pokémon is ruthlessness! This ruthlessness does not mean that the trainer has to be vicious, but that the attack must be ruthless. If you can be sure that the attack will be effective, never give up the attack because of temporary softness. Similarly, if you can be sure that the attack will be fruitless, never attack."

After saying this, Qinglv retracted his strange strength, straightened his clothes and took out a bottle of new Unova full recovery potion, and looked at Xiaozhi who was running towards Kentaro with a smiling expression of satisfaction.

He walked up and said softly:

"Finally, the most important thing about raising Pokémon is that trainers must always be prepared for Pokémon to get hurt, and prepare plenty of medicines that Pokémon need."

After saying this, Qinglu squatted down, unscrewed the cap of the full recovery medicine bottle, and rubbed the medicine on Kentaro's body little by little:

"I used to have a very good partner. Although it has evolved, I still call it by its old name. It is very fast, faster than Crimson Pikachu and Leaf Gengar. If I had brought more Pokémon potions with me at that time..."

Qinglu thought of his "little Rada" again, and his words were inevitably a little sad.

If Pokémon is not a game but life, then are there more people who use Pokémon as weapons, props to become famous, or commodities, or are there more people who use Pokémon as friends and partners? Is the attitude of human beings towards life wantonly squandering and indifference, or bending down to care for every blade of grass and every tree?

These are unanswered questions, aren't they?

The Kanto creation myth says this: God created humans on the sixth day and told them that they could rule over everything except the beasts he created on the seventh day.

……

After carefully bandaging and cleaning Kentaro's wound, Qinglu handed the remaining half bottle of recovery medicine to Xiaozhi:

"Remember to pay attention to the status of Pokémon at all times. After all, they are your best friends."

Xiaozhi seemed to understand Qinglu's words, and he didn't know the weight of this half bottle of recovery medicine, but he still took it.

The experience and lessons of the predecessors will eventually bear fruit in the future generations one day, and this is how the human race continues to reproduce. Qinglu, who has become a legendary trainer, has lost his youthful arrogance and is willing to be a guide for these new trainers.

"Right, let's go back!"

Qinglv patted Xiaozhi on the shoulder:

"It's really fun to fight you."

"Thank you"

Xiaozhi took back Kentaro:

"Let's go, Pikachu!"

Xiaozhi wanted to take Pikachu away, but Pikachu didn't respond to him. Xiaozhi was frightened and looked around quickly. Finally, he found the yellow mouse in a small corner.

Pikachu was trying to steal some ketchup at this moment. The food on the St. Anno was really good - a ketchup bottle that was so big that it was as tall as Raichu was placed in the middle of the buffet restaurant.

Although Brock and Satoshi are very strict about ketchup in order to prevent it from consuming too much sugar, Pikachu has his own way of getting ketchup.

"Pika, Pikachu, Pika!" (Xiaozhi is really old and confused. He actually thought he could control me to eat ketchup so easily.)

At this time, Pikachu was using his hands to forcefully open the lid of the ketchup. Anyway, Ash's battle wasn't over yet so no one would notice if he could eat some ketchup secretly.

However, behind Pikachu there is a super newcomer's vision:

"Pikachu, how can you think I'm senile?"

Xiaozhi's words came from behind Pikachu, making Pikachu feel a chill from the top of his head to his toes. Pikachu slowly turned his head and saw Xiaozhi squatting down and looking at it. The face with the letter "Z" was so recognizable!

"Pika, Pika, Pika!" (No, I really didn't cheat, listen to my excuse!)

Pikachu wanted to make a final struggle, but it was all in vain. The damn super rookie had already thought of what Pikachu needed:

"I see. You mean you should eat pigeon meat to lose weight after eating it?"

Xiaozhi stood up and clapped his hands:

"I didn't expect that you, Pikachu, really like to exercise! Well, since you are so motivated, I am embarrassed to refuse you! Next time, Bulbasaur doesn't need to train with Pigeon. You can train with Charmander and Squirtle!"

After saying that, Xiaozhi no longer listened to Pikachu's explanation. He turned around and pulled Green to go in the direction of Red. Pikachu behind him kept making excuses, but Xiaozhi couldn't understand them.

All he needs to know is that Pikachu probably lacks exercise. Didn’t he see that Pikachu still has a little belly?

Qinglu, who was being pulled by him, couldn't help laughing when watching the interaction between Pikachu and Xiaozhi. This should be the relationship between humans and Pokémon that Oak Snow City envisioned, right?

"correct!"

Qinglu suddenly became curious:

"I have a question for you, Xiaozhi. You are from Pallet Town and this Pikachu is your Pokémon. Do you have any other Pokémon besides Kentaro?"

His words made Xiaozhi pause:

"Other Pokémon? I also have Bulbasaur, Pidgeot, Metapod, and Charmander..."

Xiaozhi didn't finish his words, but the keywords like Bulbasaur, Metapod and Charmander made Qinglu's mind spin rapidly.

Yes, it really looks like it!

This lineup is so similar to the lineup of a certain little mute in Pallet Town.

and many more……

Green looked at Xiaozhi. Although he didn't look like Red, was it possible that Xiaozhi was another Red in this world?

Qinglu: Hey, I suddenly have a good idea!