Chapter 308: Haogui! Kill the Hao wave!
Fengyuan, Weibai Town.
This is a small town with fresh air.
A few years ago, the gym owner Qianli moved here with his family.
And he and his friend Dr. Odamaki became relatives——
Although Ruby and Safiya are not yet of legal age for marriage.
But the two who got engaged first have already ended their honeymoon and are still planning for the next trip.
“It’s snowing…”
Coming out of the research institute, Safiya looked up at the sky. Snowflakes were falling like frosting on ice cream.
She rushed home excitedly and opened the door.
"Ruby! I want ice cream!"
Ruby was wearing a headband and pushing her glasses down coldly.
"No, you can't eat cold food now."
"It's okay. You know my physical condition."
Safiya smiled broadly, her eyes fell on Ruby's fingers, and her face suddenly turned red.
"W-what are you doing?"
"Mending clothes."
"But it's mine."
"It's not like I haven't sewn it before."
"Hmm..." White steam came out of Safiya's head and she stopped talking.
Really, you can just buy a new one.
But... it seems that all the clothes before were sewn by Ruby...
Ruby sewed skillfully and raised her chin towards the phone on the coffee table in front of her.
"Come and see it together."
Safiya slowly sat down next to Ruby and rested her chin on his shoulder.
"What is it?"
"Mr. Lu's game today."
Ruby turned around and said slowly, "Mr. Lu is facing Mr. Fujiki from Wudou Town."
"Oh." Safiya nodded innocently.
"What's the score?"
"The 2v2 singles match hasn't started yet."
Ruby turned around and pushed her glasses down slightly.
"Anyway, for Mr. Lu, the result is the same."
“…That’s true.”
Safiya said softly:
"I just wonder if Mr. Lu will send Squirtle..."
Thinking of this, they were both stunned.
In principle, Pokémon like Blastoise, Crocodile, and Swampert are good at close combat.
Despite not having fighting attributes, he can still participate in the competition.
But if we send out a Squirtle that hasn't evolved yet--
The next moment, both of them coughed.
"Contestant Lu Ye, you sent out a Squirtle!"
The commentator's voice came from the video, a little stiff.
It seems that no one expected to see such a self-destructive operation in the quarterfinals.
But Ruby and Safiya couldn't help but have complicated expressions.
They both knew that Mr. Lu's Squirtle had not evolved yet.
But...it's been almost half a year.
With Mr. Lu's training ability and his cultivation skills.
How strong has this Squirtle become? "The Pokémon will become more and more like its trainer," Ruby mused.
"Yes, just like Mr. Lu, I like to conserve my strength..."
The two of them sighed in their hearts and couldn't help but mourn for Fujishu in silence.
…
Thursday, December 24th.
P1 Fighting Tournament, quarterfinals scene.
As the live broadcast was broadcast on the big screen, the audience's emotions were also aroused.
Outside the stadium, Meow Meow put up a 'Closed' sign and looked at the big screen where the broadcast was taking place.
"I can see the strength of the cadres, meow!"
"Musashi." Kojiro asked curiously.
"Why didn't you become a fangirl this time? Isn't that surfer guy handsome too—"
"Idiot!" Musashi punched Kojiro hard on the head and snorted, "After watching the cadres for so long, my aesthetic taste has been greatly improved!"
"Then Musashi may never get married in her entire life, meow." Meow Meow said in a low voice.
"Meow, what did you say!?"
"Look, let's watch the game!"
Meowth's hair trembled, and he pointed at the big screen, changing the subject: "Kojiro, what kind of Pokémon is that?"
"let me see."
Kojiro pulled out a stack of cards from his trouser pocket and looked through them.
"Got it, this is it." Kojiro read out, "Master Itachi, a Pokémon that is good at martial arts, his special move is the flying knee kick..."
"No, no need to recite..."
Meow's voice suddenly trembled.
"Hey, why?" Kojiro looked up and glanced at Meow Meow, whose face was pale.
"because."
Miaomiao pulled the corners of his mouth and revealed a stiff smile.
"This battle is over, meow!"
Kojiro looked up at the big screen.
But then a surging beam of light blasted out from Squirtle's hand, creating a huge air wave.
Kojiro's eyes widened.
…
Three minutes ago.
"The battle begins!"
As the referee's flag fell.
The sturdy Fujishu threw the Poké Ball quickly.
Master Itachi's "self-sacrifice" attribute, combined with his high speed and incredibly powerful flying knee kick, is simply a deadly weapon!
Waving his long sleeves, Master Itachi flew forward, his figure emitting a ghostly white light.
This amazing speed and coordination made Shiba in the audience couldn't help but nod his head.
"Softness and harmony, these are the characteristics of the vine tree that distinguish it from me."
Kona, who had red hair and was wearing a black jacket, pushed his glasses down and smiled, "Keep watching."
The audience held their breath.
This scene is too cruel.
The game may be over in less than one round!
As the distance between the elves on both sides rapidly narrowed.
Fujiki's eyes flickered slightly, and he said in a stern voice:
"Master Itachi, flying knee kick!"
"Huh!" Master Itachi chuckled, leaped high into the air, and waved his long sleeves in the wind.
Teacher Lu's instructions also sounded at the right time.
"Squirtle, wave missile!"
Once considered Lucario's exclusive, almost certain hit of the wave missile! Fujiki frowned.
This Squirtle has mastered this move?
But…if it’s an injury-for-injury deal, the flying knee kick is undoubtedly better! In a flash, Fujiki’s eyes became stern and he made a decision.
"Go ahead and use your flying knee kick!"
Squirtle looked up calmly.
In an instant, the "wave of evil" formed into dark steam and spread around Squirtle.
A flying knee kick came, and Master Itachi gathered all his strength into one point, his body emitting a dazzling white light!
It's impossible for it to catch it! Teng Shu's eyes flickered slightly, but he was suddenly stunned.
What is this? Fujiki frowned deeply.
Killing intent? He subconsciously cast his gaze towards the Squirtle.
The murderous intent that seemed tangible was the momentum that only a seasoned fighter could muster.
Was it the wave of evil? Or the wave missile? Fujiki was a little confused for a moment.
He just felt it subconsciously.
Letting Master Itachi go forward was undoubtedly a wrong decision! A flying knee kick came with a gust of wind, and Squirtle gathered his hands together, and the dark red Qi gathered in his palms.
Lu Ye's forehead jumped.
Wave missiles, can they be upgraded?!
In the audience.
Korni was slightly startled, then looked up and asked:
"Wave missiles...shouldn't they be blue, or are there white ones?"
Kokobul, the wave guide messenger, had a serious expression on his face.
"Into the wave, various energies can be integrated, thus giving rise to wave techniques with different attributes—"
"Different fighters have their own understanding of fluctuations..."
"And that is... the wave of manipulation of murderous intent!"
Fujiki's pupils contracted.
Amidst the muffled cheers all around, her long hair was blown by the oncoming fist wind.
Squirtle, punch out! !
In an instant, a surging and violent beam of light swept across the venue, like a dark red wave rising from the bottom up.
The beam of light first condensed and compressed, and then exploded instantly.
boom!!
In an instant, Master Itachi was engulfed by the violent dark red beam of light, and the stadium roared! (End of this chapter)
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