Pokémon: What should I do? My father-in-law always wants to tear me apart

Beside him, the giant Beedrill, which was not good at defense, had already collapsed to the ground.

It was originally buzzing its wings with great momentum, but now its wings were drooping weakly, its sharp poisonous needles were dim, and its body was trembling slightly. It was obvious that it had exhausted all its strength, and had no choice but to be taken back into the Poké Ball to rest for a while.

On the other side, the Fire Dinosaur was also in a worrying condition. Its thick limbs made it unstable, and its body was covered with scars. There were traces of blood on several attacked parts. The weak flame burning at the end of its tail was like a candle in the wind, holding on to the last bit of fighting spirit.

On the other hand, although the brother and sister looked a little tired, the Pokémon's steps were also a little heavy, and their breathing was not as steady and powerful as at the beginning. It was obvious that they had been through a fierce battle and had consumed a lot of energy.

But his eyes were still as sharp as an eagle's, his fighting spirit had not diminished in the slightest, and his every move was still filled with tremendous strength to fight again at any time, and it was obvious that he still had the strength to fight.

Li Ye was extremely anxious and looked around in panic.

This rocky area seems quiet, but it actually holds secrets. Behind those scattered boulders and hidden crevices, there are countless pairs of eager eyes lurking, and countless contestants are lying in wait, waiting for the perfect opportunity to reap the benefits.

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his heart was full of self-mockery.

After all, not long ago, wasn't I also thinking along these lines, trying to launch a surprise attack and seize the advantage while my opponent was weak?

Now the situation has changed and it is my turn to be in deep danger and become the "fat meat" in the eyes of others. The feeling is really bitter and hard to describe.

He thought to himself, even if he tried his best to escape with the help of the terrain and the remaining strength of the Pokémon, how long could he last in this arena full of dangers and enemies?

It's just like jumping from one difficult situation into another more dangerous quagmire.

The road ahead is long and hope is slim, but we can only grit our teeth and hold on, looking for a glimmer of hope.

"I can't lose here! Quarterfinals. The moment I stepped into the arena, I decided in my heart that I wanted to at least advance to the quarterfinals!"

Li Ye clenched his fists, his teeth were chattering, veins bulged on his forehead, and his eyes were burning with flames of unwillingness and determination.

It is the burning desire for victory and the unyielding will to not allow oneself to fail. In this rocky battlefield full of dangers and unknowns, every bit of cowardice could become the fuse of defeat.

And he must be the one who breaks the deadlock.

Charmeleon, who had been lying on the ground and gasping weakly, seemed to have telepathic connection with the trainer and keenly captured the surging waves of emotions in his trainer.

Its originally drooping, powerless tail seemed to be injected with a mysterious force, and the flame on the tip of the tail instantly jumped up, with the orange-red flames dancing wildly.

The fire that was originally dying suddenly became vigorous and vigorous, just like a raging fire, threatening to burn all obstacles around it.

Characteristics, fierce fire, start.

"Charmeleon, spurt fire! Dragon claws!"

Li Ye's face flushed red, veins on his neck bulged, and he shouted at the top of his lungs.

On the opposite side of the battlefield, lined up were Li Zeyang's Stottle and Haunter, and Li Xiyue's Kirlia and Butterfly.

They were like a well-trained elite team, standing in orderly positions and with tacit understanding evident in their eyes.

"Squirtle, release Water Wave! Haunter, throw Shadow Ball!"

Li Zeyang clenched his fists, his voice was steady but cold and solemn, and when he gave orders, he sounded like a commander in charge of the central army.

"Kirlia, fire the illusion beam. Butterfly, cast magic flash!"

Li Xiyue opened her red lips slightly and spoke in a clear voice, but the fierce attack contained in her instructions was like a needle hidden in cotton.

In an instant, Stottle's shell trembled slightly, and surging waves surged out of its mouth, turning into a turbulent "water wave" that spiraled forward like a roaring water dragon.

Haunter's figure is ghostly, hidden in the shadows, and his hands dance, condensing "shadow balls" as black as night, flickering with dim light, whistling and smashing towards him one by one;

Kirlia's posture is elegant, but she hides a sharp edge. The light between her brows gathers, and the "illusion light" is like colorful neon, shooting out with a psychedelic and impactful volley;

The butterfly-shaped fly flapped its wings and flew quickly, scattering dazzling "magic sparkles". The fragments of light intertwined into a web, covering the sky and the earth.

The attacks from all four directions intertwined and merged, just like a violent storm, impenetrable, making the surrounding air filled with solemnity and oppression, making people feel suffocated.

The Charmeleon was trapped in the center of the "storm", but showed no fear. An unyielding fighting spirit burned in its eyes. It roared, and its orange-red scales reflected the firelight, as if it was wearing armor.

Sometimes it dashes left and right like an arrow, its sharp dragon claws flashing coldly, tearing the air and pouncing on the opponent; sometimes it tilts its neck back, opens its mouth wide, and the orange-red "jet flame" erupts like a volcano, and the rolling heat waves turn into fire snakes to fight back.

"Boom boom boom..."

But time is a ruthless grindstone. Every minute and every second of fierce fighting has carved numerous scars on the Charmeleon's body. His breathing has become more and more rapid, and his chest has risen and fallen violently, just like an old bellows, making a "wheezing" sound.

Obviously, the Fire Dinosaur's physical strength was almost exhausted, its steps were weak, and every movement seemed like it was dragging a heavy burden.

Finally, in another round of violent attacks, the Charmeleon used up its last bit of strength to resist, and then its body swayed like a candle in the wind, and its legs seemed to have been drained of bones.

With a loud bang, like a mountain collapsing and the earth splitting, it fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust. The stadium was instantly covered with white sand and there was deathly silence.

Just when everyone thought the outcome was decided, something unexpected happened!

Without warning, the fallen Fire Dinosaur was surrounded by the light of evolution. The light was so bright, as if the scorching sun had descended on the earth, so dazzling that it almost made people dizzy. The scorching light seemed to tear apart and burn the tense atmosphere and stagnant air in the arena.

In the cocoon of light, the body of the Fire Dinosaur was reshaped, its bones lengthened, its muscles bulged, its wings broke out of its body, its wing membranes were tough, and flashing with mysterious patterns; its long and thick tail blazed with fierce flames.

"Roar--"

A long roar shook the sky, and in an instant, the Charmeleon made a magnificent turn and transformed into a majestic fire-breathing dragon.

It strides with its head held high and its bearing dignified, with overwhelming pressure all over its body, like an overlord dominating the world. The king has returned, reigniting the flames of war and changing the situation on the field.

"Wow! Dear audience members, who could have expected such an eye-popping scene!

At this crucial moment that determines the outcome of the game, Li Ye's Charmeleon seemed to have its dormant potential instantly awakened.

At the moment of falling to the ground, a dazzling light of evolution suddenly burst out from its body, and it transformed into a majestic and domineering fire-breathing dragon! "

The commentator's face turned red, veins bulged on his neck, he waved his arms, and shouted excitedly at the top of his lungs. Every word was filled with passion and exploded over the stadium through the loudspeakers.

In an instant, the audience, who were originally immersed in the tense atmosphere of watching the game, became boiling instantly as if a powder keg had been lit.

Throughout the Bird's Nest, cheers, screams, and applause blended together like surging waves, one after another, each higher than the last.

The audience in the back row stood up, stood on tiptoe, stretched their necks, and fixed their eyes on the figure in the center of the field that exuded powerful pressure, not wanting to miss any of the excitement.

The audience in the front row were waving glow sticks and streamers in their hands, their faces full of excitement and enthusiasm, shouting the names of Li Ye and Charizard.

The deafening sound waves reached the sky, pushing the atmosphere of the stadium to an unprecedented climax.