Pokemon: Team Rocket

thump.

The sound of heavy blows sounded, and the Thunder Beast who stood up again ended the battle with a collision.

"Beautiful job, Thunder Beast."

Ye Tong smiled and rubbed the Thunder Beast's head, and the other party put his head into Ye Tong's arms in the same way.

After being intimate for a while, Ye Tong took out the elf ball, retracted the thunder beast, and once again moved his eyes to the not-too-distant hall.

……

Boom!
When watching Ye Tong use the potion to win again, Chaomeng was startled, and directly overturned the table in front of him.

This kid is really the most shameless and asshole among human beings! ! !
……

In the main hall, when Ye Tong was about to move on, the bell rang again.

clang.clang.clang.

"Supplementary conditions: no external force is allowed, and recovery potions cannot be used to restore elves during battle."

Hearing this voice, Ye Tong was taken aback for a moment, and when he noticed the anger in the voice, he showed a meaningful smile.

Hurry up.

"If you don't need it, you don't need it, my little brain, there are too many ways."

Ye Tong said something indifferently, and took steps without hesitation.

crunch.

The door opened, this time, there was no sensational scene as before, only a peaceful footstep.

Baha, Baha.

The footsteps sounded like toy air-cushion shoes stepping on the ground.

Ye Tong followed the footsteps, and then smiled.

Onion rangers?No wonder the footsteps made a clattering sound.

"In that case, it's time for our old friend to make an appearance."

"Onion Ranger, come out!"

Ye Tong smiled, and threw the elf ball calmly, the light flashed, and the onion rangers with gun shields appeared in the field.

"Gah?"

Looking at the clone of Onion Ranger that was exactly the same as himself on the opposite side, the Onion Ranger was stunned and froze...

"Ha ha ha ha."

Seeing Cong Youbing petrified on the spot, Ye Tong laughed and patted Cong Youbing on the shoulder.

"Onion Youbing, that's your clone. Just now it said that it hit you 120 or so directly. I don't agree with it. What do you think?"

"Gah?"

Listening to Ye Tong's words, Cong Youbing didn't understand, what kind of replicas and what not, but he understood a very simple sentence.

How much is 120 for one hit me?
Ducks can be killed but not humiliated!
"Gah!!"

Raising his spear and shield, Onion Ranger rushed towards the clone angrily.

The gun shot fell, and under the blessing of super sharp eyes, the shot went directly to the vital point.

clang.

The sound of blocking sounded, and the replica of the Onion Ranger, who also had super sharp eyes, accurately blocked the blow.

Immediately afterwards, the battle between the master and the replica started again.

This time the battle was extremely fierce, without the aid of potions, under the same circumstances, the onion rangers who were more inclined to close combat were more affected by their physical strength and injuries.

clang!
After another handover of guns and shields, the onion ranger was knocked away from the center of the battle, his spear stuck to the ground, and let out an unyielding roar.

"Gah!"

The voice sounded, and the onion ranger rushed towards the clone of the onion ranger again, and the battle started again.

"Hey, the desire to fight onion rangers is too strong."

In the distance, Ye Tong looked at the Cong Youbing fighting again in the field, showing surprise.

Ever since they crossed the Tianwang Line, the Onion Rangers have rarely been used by Ye Tong as the main battle elves. They don’t have adventures like the old ones, and they don’t have the inherently powerful racial aptitude like the Flashing Gyarados, although they are still better than ordinary ones. Elf, but it is already difficult to face those battles where Ye Tong needs to go all out.

Generally speaking, although it is not weak, it is not strong either. It is often used by Ye Tong to enchant to strengthen its own combat ability.

It has been a long time since I participated in such a completely open and evenly matched battle.

"Speaking of which, Scallion Youbing has been an elf with a strong desire to fight since he was a Scallion Duck."

After saying a word, some images began to flash in Ye Tong's mind. When he first saw the onion duck, when he went to climb the mountain to play with the onion duck, and when he went to bed at night and wanted to secretly cook soup with green onions from the onion duck.

Super sharp eyes!hit the nail on the head!
When these two words appeared, Ye Tong seemed to see a pair of sharp eyes light up in front of him, subconsciously clamped his legs, and a coolness seeped out.

These things, coupled with the little things of getting along with each other for several years, Ye Tong clenched his fists.

"Onion Youbing, I hit you with this attack, and I, Ye Tong, will never abandon you in the second line."

Having said that, Ye Tong frowned as he looked at the helpless Onion Rangers.

The Onion Ranger had already tried his best, and now he was almost exhausted. The damage it caused to the opposite clone was enough to show that it worked harder.

Not to mention the odds of winning, if you continue to fight, the onion rangers will suffer more serious injuries.

Thinking of this, Ye Tong waved his hand and shouted loudly:

"Scallion Ranger, come back!"

"Gah."

Onion Youbing was a little unwilling, but he came back after hearing Ye Tong's order.

"Gah..."

Called at Ye Tong, it seemed that it seemed a little lost.

Elves, like humans, have their own emotions. When Ye Tong called it less and less, Onion Ranger also knew that he was not strong enough.

Perhaps, it was because of his poor performance in the battle, so this time he appeared on the stage, the onion ranger tried his best to defeat this elf who was like him.

but……

"Damn, Onion Youbing, you are already great." When Onion Youbing was immersed in his own world, suddenly, a broad hand was placed on its head.

"quack."

Onion Youbing raised his head, looked at Ye Tong, showed a self-blame expression, pointed at the copy of Onion Youbing, and made a low voice.

"It's okay, that elf is different from you, it's not an elf at all."

Ye Tong felt Cong Youbing's depression, rubbed its head, and said with a smile:

"To me, you will always be the best green onion soldier, and you will always be the most unique green onion soldier in the world."

"Gah."

Hearing Ye Tong's words, Cong Youbing replied in a low voice, not knowing what it meant, but there was still a hint of loss in it.

"Oh, okay, okay."

Ye Tong smiled, and pointed to the replica of the Onion Ranger standing quietly in front of him.

"I am your trainer. To defeat an opponent, it is natural for us to fight side by side."

"Don't you think so?"

After the words were finished, Cong Youbing raised his head, and when he saw Ye Tong's bright eyes, he finally cheered up again.

"Gah!"

Waving his spear and shield, Onion Ranger turned around, his eyes showing fighting intent.

Similarly, Ye Tong, who put his hand on the head of Onion Youbing, also showed fighting intent in his eyes.

Looking at the grayish clone of the Onion Ranger, the corners of Ye Tong's mouth rose again, and immediately, his blood seemed to be on fire.

"Scallion Ranger, enchant!"

……

clang!
In the main hall, watching Ye Tong, who went into battle in person, repel the clone of the Cong Youbing with all his strength, this time, Chaomeng was not angry, but his expression became very calm.

It really didn't expect Ye Tong to use the ability of elves to fight, but at this time, what it cared about was not whether Ye Tong took advantage of the loopholes, but the many details of the scene just now.

As an elf, it can naturally feel the self-blame and fear of Onion Ranger, and also heard Ye Tong's words.

With the onion ranger's fighting spirit, even if he can't win, at least he can fight its clone to the point of losing both sides.

However, this kid did not choose this method, but chose enchantment. During the enchantment time, the battle damage will be hit on him in full.

This method is impeccable, almost sure to win, even Chaomeng didn't expect it.

This kid could have waited until the Onion Rangers fought until both sides were injured before playing, but he didn't.

In order to defend the self-esteem of Cong Youbing, he chose to play early.

Staring at Ye Tong, who was injured but desperate, Chaomeng's eyes were motionless, and he couldn't see what he was thinking, nor what his emotions were.

"Although I don't want to admit it, this shameless kid has passed my test."

After a long time, at a certain moment, Chaomeng slowly raised his right hand, and Joey walked out like a puppet.

"Go down and prepare the banquet."