Pokemon To The Top

Facts have proved that even if the sun is a lot stronger, the chlorophyll properties can only double Bellossom's speed at best.

Bellossom turned his huge body, and soon saw Gardevoir who had teleported to the other side, and his eyes burned with rage again.

I am a big fan, it has climbed the wall, it is unforgivable!

No more nonsense, Bellossom raises his hand to use Magical Leaf Ability, but when running the energy in the body, the posture naturally becomes... rubbing the ball!

Bellossom stared at his hands sadly and questioned: "Even you want to betray me?"

The hands rubbing the ball: "..."

Soon, another ball of light was rubbed out by Bellossom, and then hit the air blankly.

The sunlight seemed to be a bit violent again, and Gardevoir's attack followed.

Psychic!

After Calm Mind's increase, Psychic almost turned into substance. Under the urging of Gardevoir, it seemed to turn into a tens of millions of tons of heavy hammer, fiercely hitting Bellossom's body!

"Ba~na!"

At this moment, the huge Bellossom was half-prone on the ground, suffering like a child of five hundred catties.

"Continue! Psychic!"

"Sanay!"

The noble and arrogant Gardevoir did not blink his eyes, and he raised his hand again and the same Formidable power of Psychic.

This time, Bellossom fell to the ground completely!

Do you think this is over?

Innocent!

Gardevoir's mouth turned slightly, scarlet's eyes suddenly looked towards the sky, and a colorful unrolled bolt of white silk fell from the sky.

It seemed slow, but in the blink of an eye, the colorful unrolled bolt of white silk hit Bellossom again, who hadn't gotten up yet.

Future Sight, hit it!

There is no referee, and there is no need for a referee. Gardevoir no longer looks at Bellossom. Even if he glances at it, he peacefully returns to Mo Yan, as if the game just now was just a child's play house.

On the wide pasture, Bellossom fell quietly to the side, Mo Yan and Gardevoir stood on the other side.

Obviously the battle was over, but no other Pokémon onlookers dared to make a sound.

The audience is silent!

I don't know how long it has passed before Bellossom, who was knocked down, finally wakes up slowly.

It opened its eyes a little at a loss, until Bellossom saw Gardevoir with a calm face again.

I lost!

The defeat is so clean and straightforward, impossible to withstand a single blow!

Until then, Bellossom’s Pokémon brothers came to him cautiously, and various healing abilities hit Boss Bellossom without money.

Bellossom ignored his surrounding partners, just froze in place, looking at Gardevoir and Mo Yan slightly blankly.

It has grown so big, and it is the first time that it has lost so thoroughly in a match at the same level.

And Mo Yan is not anxious to see this, after all, even he himself didn't expect that Gardevoir won so simply and neatly.

A few minutes later, the overlord Bellossom finally recognized the reality, dragged his slightly exhausted body, and slowly walked over to Mo Yan.

"Baba! (I lost, you are very difficult to deal with!)"

"Sanai~(um)" Gardevoir maintained a high-cold attitude, gently nodded.

At the end of the battle, Bellossom had no reason to pester Mo Yan and the others. After hesitating for a while, he took out a withered leaf from under his skirt and handed it to Gardevoir carefully.

Gardevoir lightly accepted Vermilion, with a clear look of doubt on his face.

"Baba~na!"

Bellossom stopped staying after explaining the gesture, and turned around and dived into the forest with his little brothers.

Mo Yan looked at Vermilion in Gardevoir's hands with interest, and motioned it to explain.

"It's just a piece of Vermilion. After carrying it, you won't be attacked by the Wild Pokémon in this forest."

Mo Yan sighed, I was disappointed in my heart, Bellossom dignified a Overlord, even worse than Bing Ninetales.

But in fact, Bellossom is really not rich. Compared with the lonely Elite Pokémon, as the overlord, although it has a group of obedient brothers, it also has to command and manage them, including rewards and punishments.

If you lose the game, you still have to take out precious things to give to the opponent, for fear that your brain is not broken.

"Silently, my bottleneck is loosened again, and it feels like a breakthrough!"

Gardevoir's words made Mo Yan amazed in an instant. Is there anything good? It doesn't matter anymore.

breakthrough is the best thing in itself.

"Okay, let's leave this forest as soon as possible and continue to look for the next opponent!"

"Sanay! (Okay)"

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The experience of the Forest of Origin continues. Mo Yan is not only concerned about Gardevoir, but Zoroark also has the opportunity to take turns to fight.

For example, now, Mo Yan is sitting on Tyranitar's shoulders, walking alone in the boundless desert.

The desert is undoubtedly Tyranitar's home field. When it first entered the desert, it had the consciousness of fighting the enemy for three hundred rounds.

But one day passed, and apart from the occasional one or two dull Trapinch and Hippopotas, no other threatening Pokémon appeared.

Seeing that the night is falling and the temperature is dropping rapidly, Mo Yan patted doubts Tyranitar in life.

"Let’s find a place where you can camp with the wind."

Ban · Hidden in the snow · No battle · No drama · Gila turned his head and looked at Mo Yan, and was shocked. Nodded.

I saw it spurring the yellow sand under my feet and sliding straight to the huge boulders standing in the distance.

At the time of The Sun sets and the Moon rises, Mo Yan and Tyranitar finally came to the boulder in the desert and set up a tent on the leeward side.

While it was still a little bit bright, Mo Yan took out the dry branches and firewood he had collected from his backpack, and started a bonfire.

At exactly this time, the last ray of sun light finally disappeared, and the entire desert fell into endless darkness in an instant.

"Tyranitar, don't be uncomfortable, tomorrow you can always..."

Mo Yan softly advised, but before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a lot of rustling Voice.

"Tyranitar!"

"Class!"

Tyranitar's perception is not bad, and even followed up with protective measures!

Shua! Shua! Huh shua...

Blocks of boulders condensed from sand and soil rose from the ground, lifting Mo Yan, Tyranitar and the burning bonfire all up.

At the same time, Mo Yan also relied on his outstanding night vision ability to clearly see the source of the sound.

The flat body, the double pliers of the Scimitar Normal, and four red and white feathers on each side, are undoubtedly Anorith!

One Anorith kept crawling out of the sand and rock, and then waving a pair of tongs, crawling towards Mo Yan with red eyes, densely packed, all around!

The strength of Anorith is not strong, Tyranitar can easily repel them, so Mo Yan is not flustered,

But who can tell him that Anorith should have lived in the water, Why are there so many in the desert?