Pokemon: Good and Evil Gacha

Chapter 226

"Iron Palm Lux, push hard!"

With an order from the owner of the Fujishu Pavilion, the iron palm wrestler in front of him strode away, and the heavy body of more than 500 kilograms brought enough oppression.

Facing the opponent's menacing attack, Xiao Luo calmly asked about the physical condition of his strange-colored iron-handed wrestler.

"How about Iron Hand Luxe, can you still use that move now?"

The iron palm wrestler with his back to Xiao Luo didn't look back after hearing the words, but straightened his back silently.

The next moment, it responded to its trainer with its own actions.

The lavender wide palms, which were completely different from ordinary iron palm wrestlers, hit his abdomen, and there were thunderous bangs.

Belly drum started!

With only half of his physical strength left, the iron-handed wrestler of a different color stared intently at the approaching opponent. The face that had been squinting and smiling was now quietly replaced by a serious face with eyes wide open.

The light red flexible skin hanging on the waist like petals flutters gently, just like the shimenawa rope hanging around the waist of a wrestler, praying devoutly to the gods for their own victory.

Xiao Luo stared at the two elves in the field, showing a state of movement and stillness, and the distance between them was rapidly shortening.

Anticipating the upcoming confrontation, Xiao Luo's eyes narrowed involuntarily.

Unlike the Gym trainer Fujiki's iron palm wrestler, Xiao Luo's iron palm wrestler has just completed evolution, and has no clear understanding of the various states of the new body, especially when the weight has suddenly increased several times , naturally in a relatively unfavorable position.

Knowing the possible consequences of this disadvantage, Xiao Luo is now very cautious about every skill that Iron Palm Warrior will use.

"Iron Hand Luxe, concentrate."

Xiao Luo's clear voice resounded from one side of the field, like a pearl falling from a jade plate, reaching the ears of the iron-handed wrestler of different colors.

Its lower body is stable, and its lavender feet are separated, like a sorghum plant whose roots are stably stabbed into the ground. Its strength penetrates from its feet to its waist and abdomen, and reaches the wide palms that are accumulating strength.

"It's now, push hard!"

Two pairs of broad and powerful palms, like cattail leaf fans, carried a sharp air-piercing roar, and under the blessing of terrifying strength, they pushed towards their respective opponents.

boom--

The palm of the different-colored iron palm wrestler suddenly met with the orange-brown palm of the iron palm wrestler, the owner of the vine tree hall!
Relying on the huge potential energy coming from the attack with the weight of his body, the iron palm warrior in good condition did not stand deadlocked for too long under this blow.

It maintained the posture of pushing its palms, but its orange-brown feet staggered back a few steps.

The increased attack power gained at the expense of physical strength is indeed impressive.

The strange-colored iron palm warrior withdrew his hand, and looked down at his own palm, as if he still couldn't believe that his hands could release such a powerful force.

Snapped--

boom--

At this time, the iron palm wrestler of the owner of the Fujishu readjusted his figure, clapped his hands and punched vigorously, and made a loud sound.

The strange-colored iron-handed wrestler, who was awakened by the sound, suddenly raised his head, looked directly at the opponent who was eager to fight, and suddenly clasped his lavender palms together.

Snapped--

boom--

Contrary to Kong Wu's powerful appearance, this kind of elf is kind-hearted and pays attention to etiquette. They will hone their slap moves hard in various places on weekdays. Muscle that will be as hard as a rock.

In addition, it is worth mentioning that little elves like Iron Hand Luxor like to compete in strength very much.

Wild Iron Hand wrestlers often find other huge elves to compete in strength. There have even been such shocking things that Iron Hand wrestlers appeared on the railway and used the "slam push" skill to block the running train.

As the saying goes, it's hard to find a confidant, but it's also hard to find a good rival.

These two iron-handed wrestlers, who were about the same size, stared at each other with piercing eyes, and the fighting spirit in their eyes was clear at a glance.

Seeing this scene, Fujishu smiled and said, "Iron Palm Lux, do you feel like the blood in your body is starting to boil!"

After receiving the affirmative growl response from his own elf, the smile on Fujishu's face grew stronger.

"The waves are about to rise, let us ride on the top of the waves bravely! Iron palm warrior, use the 'belly drum'!"

The thunderous sound of beating drums resounded throughout the battle field again. Xiao Luo witnessed all this, suddenly took a deep breath, and said to the elf whose back was facing her in a deep voice: "Iron Palm Warrior, I have already seen you!" With my backbone, I have seen your awakening."

The Master Fujiki turned his attention to the girl on the other side of the battlefield, a little curious about what the young trainer would say next.

"From this moment on, I will give you a name, a name that carries hope and the future."

Xiao Luo's lips like cherry blossoms gently opened and closed: "Yokozuna."

The back of the different-colored iron-handed wrestler suddenly trembled, and subconsciously straightened his back, and the figure of the whole elf immediately became more stalwart.

"Every moment in life cannot be copied. Yokozuna, don't leave any regrets, and fight with all your strength!"

Seeing the little elf whose name is "Yokozuna", the highest rank of wrestlers, nodding his head vigorously, Fujiki murmured to himself, "One session, one session..."

After a while, Fujishu raised his voice to the field: "Iron Palm Warrior, let's not disappoint this expectation. Push with full momentum!"

After making "Shikiri", the iron-handed wrestler, like a wave climbing to the top, raised his orange-brown palm and headed straight for the strange-colored yokozuna.

Xiao Luo also gave an order at the right time: "Yokozuna, 'shove' with all your strength!"

Yokozuna exerted force with his feet, and his extremely oppressive body wrapped in huge strength to face the iron-handed wrestler who was on Fujiki.

boom--

pop, pop—

The two heavyweight elves collided physically, followed by slap moves like mirror images.

All of a sudden, there was the sound of slaps breaking through the air on the battlefield.

The giant lavender palm was about to touch the body of Tieshu Iron Palm Luxi, but the next moment, the orange-brown feet stood still.

However, the upper body of this iron palm wrestler completed an incredible arc like an endless wave, just avoiding Yokozuna's powerful and heavy blow.

Afterwards, the counterattack of the vine tree iron palm wrestler came in an instant.

The orange-brown palm quickly swung towards Yokozuna's body with the force of the twisting of the waist and abdomen.

The yokozuna, whose body was leaning forward due to the attack, seemed to be unable to avoid the blow, but its opened eyes were extremely bright.

Snapped--

The orange-brown palm only hit the air, while the lavender palm precisely grasped its wrist.

Fujiki's iron-handed wrestler ignored his restrained right hand, and quickly pushed towards the yokozuna in front of him with his spare left hand.

Yokozuna has been training with Lucario, who is highly aggressive and sensitive, for a long time, and he has already developed an extremely fast reaction ability.

Yokozuna grabbed the opponent's left wrist and pressed it violently, vigorously pulling the opponent's attacking posture slightly deformed, and then the orders from both trainers arrived almost at the same time.

"Iron palm wrestler, use your strength to fall!"

"Yokozuna, get motivated!"

The iron palm wrestler with the orange-brown palm turned his palm into a claw, firmly clasping yokozuna's upper right arm, and at the same time, yokozuna's left palm had already maintained the posture of holding the opponent's wrist, releasing tremendous strength.

boom--

Rumbling--

The ground of the gymnasium trembled violently, and as the two elves rolled into a ball and continued wrestling, the strong shaking gradually subsided.

Suddenly, the two elves let go of each other's hands tacitly, each climbed up and returned to their original positions, looking directly at each other out of breath.

In the next second, without the trainer's instructions, the two elves suddenly attacked again!

boom--

The two elves who collided again tried their best to show their strengths, and they were overwhelmed with joint skills and soft skills.

The "Profound Art of Softness" exhibited by Fujiki's iron-handed wrestler is just like its name, but the waves of softness are surging and dangerous, suppressing the aura of the heterochromatic yokozuna for a while.

The yokozuna, who was temporarily at a disadvantage, now had a strong desire to win in his heart.

At this moment, the yokozuna is no longer what he used to be. He is extremely obsessed with victory and defeat because of the regrets of the past when he was weak. Instead, he really wants to live up to her expectations and protect her. own warmth and glory.

As if responding to yokozuna's deepest desire, a new and unfamiliar power surged out from the depths of its body.

All of a sudden, Yokozuna let out a low shout, and majestic strength burst forth from the body of the strange-colored iron-handed wrestler!
Under the astonished eyes of Fujishu's iron palm wrestler, the opponent's sudden outburst of unmatched brute force was slamming his body to the ground...

boom--

"The iron palm wrestler of the owner of the vine tree has lost the ability to fight! All the elves of the owner of the vine tree have lost the ability to fight, so the final winner is the challenger Xiao Luo from Zhenxin Town!"

After the referee finished announcing the final result of the battle, Yokozuna relied on his willpower to hold on without falling, and his exhausted body seemed to be drained of all its strength at once.

There was a relieved smile on the corner of its mouth, and it tried its best to turn its head to look at the platinum-haired girl who was anxiously running towards him, but its body fell forward uncontrollably.

"Yokozuna!"

The girl, who had always maintained a rational and calm image, was a little flustered at this moment. She quickly ran towards the elf who was about to fall to the ground, and a blue light burst out from her eyes.

The change between light and flint made Tengshu dumbfounded. For a long time, seeing the safe and sound Iron Palm Warrior lying quietly on the battlefield of the gymnasium, he couldn't help murmuring in a low voice: "Young people today, It’s really not to be underestimated.”

"However, it was really a hearty battle..."

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"Little Luo, happy birthday!"

Staring at the familiar face on the other end of the communication device, Xiao Luo smiled brightly at her childhood sweetheart who helped her find her whereabouts some time ago.

"Thank you, Xiaomao."

In every way...

Xiao Luo silently added in her heart, peeping through the screen to a corner of Dr. Damu's Institute in Zhenxin Town, which is bustling behind Xiao Mao.

Gem Starfish, Gyarados, Duduli, Pylast, Giant Pincer Mantis, Dream Demon, Dark Crow, Rhinoceros, Fat Ding, and the six black Luga who kept wagging their tails.

The elves who stayed behind in Zhenxin Town spontaneously gathered in front of the communication equipment, pushing aside Xiao Mao, who was standing in front of the microphone, and scrambling to show a kind smile to Xiao Luo on the screen.

All of a sudden, all kinds of elves' cries came from the receiver, rushing straight into the sky like howling ghosts and wolves.

[Everyone is wishing you a happy birthday. 】

Lucario smiled and interpreted at the same time, and at the same time sent his blessings to Xiao Luo.

"Thank you, thank you everyone."

Xiao Luo's eyes curled up, revealing sincere emotions.

Suddenly, she moved close to the screen, observed it again carefully, and then asked suspiciously: "Where is Bi Diao? Why didn't I see it?"

Xiao Mao, who had finally squeezed back into front of the camera, could no longer care about his messy hair, and said helplessly, "Speaking of which, Bi Diao should be here by now."

Hearing this, Xiao Luo was confused, and tilted her head slightly in puzzlement.

At this time, the sound of a large bird elf flapping its wings came from outside the elf center.

Xiao Luo followed the prestige and met Bi Diao's sharp eyes.

(End of this chapter)