Pokemon: Good and Evil Gacha

Chapter 119 The Battle of the Substitute Messenger!
Countless fragmented memory images flashed, many kinds of good and evil intertwined with joy and sorrow, and the undercurrent formed by people's consciousness for thousands of years was like a bottomless tide, which caused Xiao Luo's consciousness to wander.

Time passed by bit by bit, and slowly, Xiao Luo's wandering consciousness gradually returned to its original position, and she immediately felt a sharp tingling pain on her forehead and a sense of fatigue from her body.

Um?How come there is a feeling of being watched.

Although his eyes were closed, Xiao Luo sensed a prying sight through his perception ability.

Xiao Luo suddenly opened her eyes, and turned her head to look at the source of the peeping feeling.

Swah——

A deep purple shadow flashed away, and the sense of peeping suddenly disappeared.

It was only at this moment that Xiao Luo realized that she was in an unfamiliar Japanese-style room. She hurriedly struggled to sit up, and her palms touched the soft futon with the warmth.

At this time, a sound of footsteps gradually approached, and finally stopped in front of the wooden door covered with Japanese paper.

"Excuse me." A young male voice sounded.

Xiao Luo lowered her head to examine herself, and seeing that she was still wearing her previous clothes, and there was nothing wrong with her, she said, "Please come in."

The wooden sliding door was opened, and a tall blond man approached slowly.

The man was wearing a black knitted sweater, a long dark purple scarf around his neck, and a wide turban of the same color as the scarf on his forehead.

This kind of color scheme reminds Xiaoluo of the main color scheme of ghost elves.

"I'm Xiaosong, the gym trainer of Yuanzhu Gym, and this is the guest room inside Yuanzhu Gym."

Xiao Luo was stunned, no wonder he felt vaguely familiar with the other party's face.

Xiao Luo hurriedly stood up and bowed to the other party to thank him. She straightened up and replied: "I am Xiao Luo, a trainer from Zhenxin Town. Thank you very much, Master Komatsu, for your help."

Xiao Song was slightly taken aback when he heard the words: "Zhenxin Town? I remember that Xiaozhi is also from Zhenxin Town, right?"

"Yeah, Xiaozhi and I are trainers starting from Zhenxin Town in the same period, and we are both challenging the Chengdu League."

Xiao Song couldn't help recalling that not long ago, he caused a commotion among the wild ghost elves in the Burnt Tower, and claimed that he had seen Xiao Zhi, the Phoenix King, on the day he set off.

Could it be that the newcomers from Zhenxin Town are all so unusual?

Xiao Song looked in front of him with complicated eyes, this little girl who almost saved the ghost elves in the whole tower, fell silent involuntarily.

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"Then start the gymnasium battle now, using three elves. If all the elves of the gymnasium trainer and challenger lose their fighting ability, the game will end."

"The challenger goes first, and only the challenger can change the spirit."

"Game start!"

Komatsu threw the poke ball calmly.

"Come on, ghost!"

Xiao Luo looked at Guisi's black face in the mist of gas in the field, and made a decision.

"Since that's the case... Meng Yao, it's up to you!"

The brisk figure of the little dream demon flashed from the red light. It opened a pair of big ruby-like crystal clear eyes, and stood leisurely above the field.

Xiao Luo no longer hesitated, waved his arm, and shouted: "Meng Yao, mental wave!"

The little Meng Yao's small face immediately stiffened, and the expression of laughter was put away.

"MUA～"

The little dream demon hovered close to Guisi, and a "spiritual wave" shot out from behind Guisi.

Although there is a blind spot of Guisi's sight, Guisi is not a ghost fighting.

Xiaosong immediately said, "Guess, avoid to the right!"

"GOSU!"

Guisi quickly shifted to the right according to Komatsu's instructions, just missing the Dream Demon's "spiritual wave" attack.

Little Meng Yao watched Guisi dodge the attack, and now Guisi had turned around, but the smirking face was mocking no matter what.

"MUA!" Little Meng Yao puffed up her face in anger.

At this time, the order of the owner of Komatsu Museum followed.

"Gui Si, use 'Night Specter'!"

The grinning Gui Si quickly released a dark zigzag energy, attacking the dream monster with an irregular trajectory.

Swah——

Before Xiao Luo could say anything, the little Meng Yao turned around to avoid it very familiarly.

Guisi then adjusted the release angle of the skill, and the dark energy attack followed closely.

Unexpectedly, the little dream demon showed a truly astonishing evasion skill.

The dark green and nearly gray figure flew up and down in the air with ease, and suddenly stopped abruptly, realizing the drift of the body in the air.

Swah——

Swah——

Swah——

For a moment, the arena was filled with afterimages of the little dream monster, performing dazzling movements one after another.

After a while, the little dream demon showed off the old driver Qiu Mingshan's special skills, and Gui Si's "Dark Night Shadow" didn't even touch the edge of its body.

"GOSU... GOSU..."

After a while, Gui Si was already out of breath, but on the other hand, Little Meng Yao still seemed to have more strength to spare.

Xiao Song looked at Xiao Meng Yao with an inexplicable expression, and he slowly moved his eyes to Xiao Luo's arena.

What kind of harsh living environment is this that can cultivate the elf's miraculous way of avoiding it? !
Xiao Song regained his composure, and said loudly: "Guess, hide your figure and prepare to use 'tongue lick'!"

Seeing this scene, Xiao Luo already knew Xiao Song's intentions, she chuckled lightly and said, "Meng Yao, we also hide our bodies!"

They are all ghost-type elves, and those who are invisible are all basic operations. What are you afraid of, they will hurt each other~

"Huh?" Xiao Song was a little surprised, as a result, the entire playing field became empty.

"Gui Si, can you detect the position of the Dream Demon now?"

From nowhere on the field, Guisi's cry sounded erratically.

Xiaosong heard what Guisi said, his expression was full of confidence, and he said: "Guisi, lick your tongue!"

The corner of Xiao Luo's mouth twitched, and he immediately shouted: "It's now, ten o'clock in front of Meng Yao, one hundred thousand volts!"

A very strange scene appeared.

A bright red long tongue suddenly appeared above the empty arena, and then a golden electric light suddenly appeared, and the long and flexible tongue was immediately hit by the electric current.

"GO, SUUU!!!!"

The ghost whose tongue was electrified couldn't even bark. Its body was revealed, and it gasped in pain, feeling that its entire tongue was numb.

"Good opportunity, Meng Yao, continuous 'spirit wave'!" Xiao Luo took the opportunity to direct Meng Yao to attack.

"MUA!!" Meng Yao screamed sharply, and colorful superpower fluctuations emerged from its small body.

Xiao Song looked serious, and hurriedly shouted: "Ghost, night ghost!"

BIU, BIU, BIU—

Guisi hastily used the "Night Specter" to fight back. The dark energy and the gorgeous superpower fluctuations collided not far from Guisi's body, resulting in a large-scale energy explosion.

The smoke and dust from the energy explosion soon enveloped Guisi's figure.

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and Guisi's body dangled and fell to the ground, while the little dream monster looked down at the unconscious Guisi below.

"Gui Si lost the ability to fight, please replace the elf with Komatsu Hall Master!"

Xiao Song took out the elf ball and put away Guisi. He raised his voice and said to Xiao Luo, "I'm really surprised. This dream monster is the best elf I've ever seen that is good at dodging attacks."

Hearing this, Xiao Luo could only smile politely.

She can't say, I didn't do anything, all this is due to Hisoka...

Komatsu didn't say much anymore, and threw out the second poke ball.

"Come on, Ghoststone."

The purple elf, which is a circle bigger than Ghost, opened his mouth wide. Ghost Stone stared at the little Dream Demon with a vicious expression. The two detached sharp ghost claws were repeating the gesture of grasping, threatening Very blatant.

"MUA." The little dream demon pursed her lips in dissatisfaction, and snorted softly, the whole elf became serious, and stared back full of fighting spirit.

At this time, the referee standing on the center line of the field waved down the flag in his hand.

"The game continues!"

(End of this chapter)