Pokemon: I Can Deduce Everything!

next moment!

Shhhhhhh

Dazzling golden light shot out from the fingertips.

A speed comparable to the speed of light.

Close at hand.

There is no chance to react, let alone make any resistance.

in the blink of an eye,

On Pangoro's burly body, there were six holes the size of chopsticks. After the golden light penetrated his body, it continued to hit the clouds in the air.

Even the clouds were pierced with six holes, which diffused the fine sunlight from the sky.

In a flash!

Offensive and defensive momentum——reversal!

Pangoro half-kneeled in the air, and below was a large number of notes intertwined, forming a transparent air barrier, which gave him a temporary floating platform.

"Roar"

Dejectedly, he lowered his head and whined like a defeated dog.

With the appearance of the six holes, the inexhaustible power in his body dissipated quickly in his body as if a bank had burst, and bark of blood flowed out from it.

wink!

He went from gaining the upper hand to being defeated, without even a chance to stand up.

"Good job!"

"Well done, Emolga!"

Yan Jing walked over slowly, stroked his fluffy hair, and promptly sent a compliment.

"squeak--"

In Emolga's small dark eyes, there was a look of joy in 02.

One person, one pet, warm and full of appearance, under the sunlight shining through the clouds, it is as beautiful as a silhouette painting, which makes people unable to help but record it.

click

Cynthia thinks so, and does so.

A camera appeared out of nowhere, and when the shutter was pressed, the flash light turned on, directly freezing time at this moment.

The crisp shutter sound was extraordinarily clear in the silent midair.

Zhao Qian, who had been in a daze since the beginning of the battle, and was even more stunned in the end, was awakened.

"win!?"

"Won?!"

Zhao Qian, who just woke up from a dream, pointed at Emolga in Yan Jing's arms, with a face that looked like a ghost.

"I won."

"Isn't that obvious?"

Yan Jing Solaceon pointed to the stray panda half kneeling in the air.

With his head down, his forelegs propped on the ground, his black and white hair was covered with scorched electric traces everywhere.

Standing out with a transparent hole the thickness of six fingers, being able to breathe is already considered a tough Constitution, and you want to drag this body to continue fighting? What a mess!!

"Gulu.........

Zhao Qian couldn't help swallowing.

Really, really won?!

Even though the iron-normal facts were in front of him, Zhao Qian still couldn't believe it.

I even wondered if I accidentally fell into bed.

"This! This! This!"

"This damn meow is the initial creation you mentioned?!"

"Can the original combat system have such a nonsense intensity?!"

Zhao Qian's face was distorted, and he was showing Yan Yi every minute, and he almost couldn't help swearing.

You meow that this is the first creation?!

Also said that the electric mouse has a strong learning ability?!

No matter how strong your learning ability is, how can you train to this level in just three days?

To know!

The Pangoro in front of me, although he doesn't look like a good Pokémon, his strength is definitely first-class! From Zhao Qian's point of view, he not only got the blessing of the sound wave, but the strength of the blessing is still top-notch. files.

[Although... no one knows why a Pangoro is so good at Sing. 】

Coupled with his racial talent, he might be able to touch Totem-level Pokémon.

In the end, your electric mouse beat him with gym-level strength!

It’s really as if no one else has raised this Pokémon!

Too fucking outrageous!

Zhao Qian's whole body was almost distorted.

"This is you...………"

"A combat system specially created for that electric mouse?"

Forcibly suppressing the turbulent waves in his heart, Zhao Qian's voice was uncontrollable and a little hoarse.

It seems to be suppressing some monstrous waves.

"Well....……"

"Is that right?"

Yan Jing Solaceon nodded.

The fusion of the Shining Fruit and the Thundering Fruit, the ability of the Shining Thunder Fruit, I am afraid that the only electric mouse under his command can be developed and used. It is not a problem to say that it is exclusive to him

"TE...

"Scary!!"

Zhao Qian took a deep breath, demonstrating his strength what is meant by 'shocking and inexplicable'.

"you…....…"

"You actually deduced this combat system so quickly?!"

"Only.....three days.....!!!"

Zhao Qian gestured three fingers tremblingly. His trembling appearance made people suspect that he had Parkinson's.

"emmm..."

"That's right."

Yan Jing scratched his head naively, and was embarrassed to tell him that he actually created these contents on the same day, and the ones that have not been merged and analyzed are mainly the contents of fruit awakening.

but.....…

"Stay low-key."

Looking at Zhao Qian and

In order to take care of his ability to accept, Yan Jing finally chose to keep silent.

but!

Even so.

It was enough to shake his heart.

On his face as if waking up from a dream, he fixed his eyes on Yan Jing, just like seeing Shangdi.

Is this meow still a human?!

Even if it's just a glimpse, Emolga's ability revealed in this battle is enough to make him, who has good observation skills, stunned.

It's like a man in a melon field, one melon is not finished, and the other is handed to his mouth.

A fist that envelops lightning.

Explosive plasma that detonates a thunderbolt.

Unleash thunder to form a coat to resist attacks.

Attack! Defense! AoE damage! Everything is available, and the combat methods are extremely complete.

And finally, an attack that is extremely concealed, but whose speed is comparable to the speed of light!

Propelled by the speed of light, there is no doubt about the strength, that is not a force zone that humans can avoid at all.

190 "Student..."

"Electric system..... Fighting Elite's strength..."

"Even crowned...  

Staring at Yan Jing, hugging Emolga, with a smile on his lips, Zhao Qian felt as if he saw the birth of a top fighting school.

And this time—

Only three days!

It might not even be possible!

"This, is this the world of geniuses?"

Zhao Qian sighed in admiration.

He couldn't find an adjective to describe it.

No wonder the headmaster cared so much about Yan Jing, he spared no effort to ask him to come here, just to be a guide to enter the secret realm.

 …

Zhao Qian thought about leaving, when he left Mauville College.

The scene where Yijun was calling him to the principal's office on purpose.

Known by classmates of all ranks, he is known as the iron-faced judge, and the uncommon one shows Yuan color on his face.

"If things can't be done..."

"Even...even if you give up...Hutao must keep Yan Jing!"

The glare of sorrow, in his muddy eyes, flashed along with the faint glimmer of water.

The resoluteness after mourning in his tone is something that Zhao Qian can hardly erase from his mind until now.

The power of one man!

Can town a country!

In Zhao Qian's mind, this idea popped up uncontrollably.

He has always sneered at individual heroism, and firmly believes that the integration of collective strength and the unremitting struggle of all walks of life are the foundation of Alliance's prosperity.

Will, for the first time, wavered!.