Pokemon's Scratch System

Yan Jing smiled and nodded, without asking further questions.

Chen Yifan is so powerful, he must have his own ideas.

Geniuses are mavericks, there is no need to break the casserole and ask the end.

"come in."

As for why Lei Xin and the others came to her, she knew it without asking.

After all, from her point of view, the coaching that Sikong is used to, for Lei Xin and the others, it is very rare.

Seeing Yan Jing leading someone to push the door in, Yan Wuya, who was leaning on the sofa in the lounge, couldn't help but dig out his ears, and looked into his eyes helplessly: "What are you doing, Min Jing."

For his own precious daughter, he also had no choice but to teach her a set routine, the kind that made him speechless.

Because of Zhongyuan University's excellent performance in the competition, Xiang Cheng also saw the changes in Zhongyuan University and wanted to give them another hand.

Yan Wuya was specially invited to come out of the mountain and coach the Zhongyuan University team for two months.

For a trainer at Yan Wuya's position, if it weren't for Xiang Cheng's kindness to him, the relationship between the two families has always been good.

It is impossible for him to take over this hard work at 30.

"Puchi"

Before Yan Jing could speak, she heard Lei Xin chuckle beside her, and Min Jing

I didn't expect such a majestic sister Jing to be called such a cute nickname, and it was given by my father.

Seeing the eyes of death that Yan Jing was looking at, Lei Xin quickly covered his mouth, indicating that his mouth had been sewn shut.

Yan Jing didn't intend to correct it either, she had already gotten used to it.

"Dad, they are all my friends, help, Coaching Coaching them?"

"oh?"

Only then did Yan Wuya raise his eyes to look at Lei Xin and the others. Except for Tang Shuya who was a little more mature, the greenness on the faces of the other three was clearly visible.

At first glance, it seems that he has just become a Trainer not long ago.

"My friend Min Jing, no problem."

After hearing Yan Wuya's straightforward agreement, everyone's faces were happy, and Yan Jing was also a little happy. This dead old man finally got the hang of it.

"but..."

Yan Wuya narrowed his eyes suddenly: "It seems that you are not as excellent as I heard Min Jing said.

Yan Jing mentioned these friends when she was at home.

He made a lot of hype, and said that there is a boy who is very good, and he won some first place.

Looking at it now, it still disappointed him a bit, it wasn't as powerful as it was said.

At first glance, there was nothing that surprised him.

Coaching....

In his opinion, a truly Excellent Trainer does not need any Coaching.

A truly Excellent Trainer will walk out of his own path.

It's no one else's turn to point fingers.

"Yan Wuya!!"

Yan Jing blushed and said angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about!!"

At the same time, he turned his head to look at the embarrassed Lei Xin and the others, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry everyone, my dad often talks nonsense, it's not on purpose.

"Hehe...it's okay, what Master Yan Wuya said, it's what it is..."

Lei Xin laughed, and Lu Yushan and Tang Shuya behind them also smiled with the corners of their mouths pulled. Only Kang Binbin was still nodding his head, as if to show that Yan Wuya was right.

I have always heard that Yan Wuya has a bad temper. Although he is strong, he is not very popular in the circle of master trainers.

Now it seems that it is strange to pay by popularity.

"Okay, come with me."

Yan Wuya stood up and said, since he has come, he still understands what he should do.

Isn't it Coaching?

too easy.

Leading a few people to the training ground, Li Zhan and the others hadn't left yet, so they looked over curiously.

I feel a little jealous in my heart, damn it, the relationship is different.

As soon as I finish speaking, Master Yan Wuya will be able to coach in person.

In the middle of the training ground, Yan Wuya turned around and looked at the crowd, trimmed his hiccupping beard, put his hand in his trouser pocket, and fumbled out a Poké Ball.

Seeing Yan Wuya put all his Pokémon in his trouser pockets like Solaceon, Lei Xin and the others couldn't help but swallow their saliva. This day has completely subverted their three views.

This guy, and the Yan Wuya they imagined are totally two people.

Yan Wuya didn't care what they thought, turned his head to look at the training platform, spread his palms, and threw the Poké Ball in his hand violently.

A bright red light flashed.

"Nick cough!!"

Appearing on the scene was a strong Pokémon with four arms. As soon as he appeared on the stage, the imposing Roar sounded, and a gust of wind was generated out of thin air, which looked extremely powerful.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, looking at the golden belt wrapped around Pokémon's waist.

The lack of a belt is the championship gold belt of the top competition!!

This one is Yan Wuya's Trump Card Pokémon.

Machamp!

【Pokémon】: Machamp

【Attribute】: Fighting

【Ability】: Unyielding heart (has the courage not to be afraid of anything, when threatened, the unyielding heart will ignite and the speed will increase) (Dream Ability)

【Species Strength】:505

【Qualification】: Legendary

[Strength]: Gym level

【Note】: Machamp, the evolution of Machoke, can push a 980 mountain with just one arm. The 4 hands together can make extremely powerful punches. It is said that the things that are hit by its super powerful punches will be sent flying to the horizon, and the punching power is extremely terrifying.

Everyone stared blankly at Yan Wuya and his Machamp.

Master Yan Wuya...doesn't want Machamp to practice with them.

If the hands are not light or heavy.

It's gone with one punch.

Snapped!

With a soft sound, Yan Wuya took out a lighter from his pocket and lit the cigarette in his hand, pointed to Machamp standing in the center looking radiant, and said indifferently: "It is now your training partner.

"Including Yan Jing, come one by one and fight with it!"

"However, my Machamp will not hold back, of course, I will not strike too hard, it will come according to your situation.

Yan Wuya grinned, showing his teeth that were yellowish from smoking: "At least, one punch won't kill you."

Gudong....

Everyone swallowed their saliva in unison, and Li Zhan and the others not far away also felt chills in their backs.

Good guy, you have said that, so who dares to go up.

This punch is really dead.

"The few over there, come here too." Yan Wuya suddenly turned his head to look at Li Zhan and the others, and waved to them.

Five is practice, and field is also practice.

Now that we're here, let's go together and beat them all up. .