Elf’s Shorts Boy

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Retired from the field, [Sweet Potato Novels www.hongshuxs.biz] Liangren took Lucario to the Pokémon Center for recovery.

The time soon reached seven o'clock, and the battle in the main venue also started quickly.

Lucario's combat potential at this stage has not yet been tapped.

It will be very difficult to play against elites in the professional two-star class, or against opponents who have the ability to restrain themselves.

However, Bi Diao, Slow Beast, and Iron Armor Shell have no such problem at all.

In the 3v3 qualifying match at night, Liangren sent Bi Diao. After Mega evolved, he 1v3 and directly killed the opponent.

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Coming out of the noisy city arena, the outside is another kind of noise.

But looking up, the night sky is very quiet, the wind is blowing, the clouds are moving, the moon is moving and the stars are following——

"According to the current situation, it is estimated that you will be able to be promoted to a professional three-star in a week or so, Brother Liang."

Coming out of the arena, the two walked along the street.

Under the light of street lamps and store signs, the girl had a happy smile on her face.

"Daisuke, De Mushan and the others said, Brother Liangren, after you are promoted to a professional three-star, you will ask for leave to go out to practice. Have you figured out where to go?"

The girl flicked the loose hair around her ear, turned her head and asked the boy beside her.

"I'm planning to go to the Tsukimi Mountain Range in Nibi City. I heard from Takejiro that there is a steep Yangjiao Peak in the Tsukimi Mountain Range. That place is very suitable for training Bi Diao."

The lover thought for a while and replied to the girl.

At the beginning, it was planned to stay in school for half a semester, and take leave for half a semester to go out to practice. Unfortunately, the plan could not keep up with the changes.

Bi Diao and their strength are already so strong, this game in the city arena can no longer bring pressure to them.

Next, if you want to break through, you can only go out to travel and experience for a period of time, and hone yourself in some natural and dangerous places.

"Takejiro?" Nanako didn't know Takejiro, so she looked a little puzzled.

"A friend I met when I went to the Viking Forest for training,

He is the younger brother of Brother Wu Gang, the owner of the Nibi Gym. "

"Oh oh~"

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Training, doing tasks, and playing games, the daily schedule is relatively full recently, and only this time in the evening can relax a little.

Liangren released a few Pokémon to stroll along the street, and then went to the food street to fill up the stomachs of a few foodies before returning to school.

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At night, people can't help but think about life and ideals.

At the moment, he is in a dark alley in a dirty and messy environment near the game city of Rainbow City.

A young man with greasy, knotted hair and a severely malnourished face walked towards a rental house deep in the alley with tired steps.

"Wow~"

"Squeak~"

There were some rubbish scattered in the alley, and a few Ladas with tan fur appeared in the alley breaking the iron manhole cover of the sewer.

They rummaged through the rubbish one by one, and one of the Ladas was lucky enough to find half a piece of bread, and the surrounding Ladas swarmed over to grab it.

Even if they have entered the cities where human beings live, the most primitive desires of these creatures still control their behavior for food, territory, and reproduction.

"Tread~"

The thin and scruffy young man walked into the wet alley, and Lada, who was fighting and fighting, stopped and looked towards the young man.

"Go and go..."

Looking at the pair of fierce eyes in the darkness, the young man anxiously drove away, while speeding up his pace.

The group of fat rats did not attack the young man.

Having lived in the city for a long time, they are somewhat afraid of humans.

Because they know that human beings are the real masters in this reinforced concrete jungle.

"Hoo~"

Seeing the group of Radas recede, the tension on the scruffy young man's face slightly subsided.

Under the neon lights of the game hall on the main street outside, the scruffy young man stumbled and groped his way to a metal door.

He took out the key chain and opened the door, a damp and musty smell came over his face, the young man frowned, and then walked in.

Rainbow City is the location of the Kanto Branch of the Breeders Association, and it is a sacred place for many people who have dreams of being a breeder.

But this holy place is not as beautiful as many people think.

There are some breeders who are so talented that they pass the breeder grade exam with ease.

Start a business and open a store on Breeding Street, practice to accumulate experience, and then slowly improve your breeder level.

Some breeders have managed their shops so that their businesses are booming, and they have become well-known online celebrity shops, making money every day.

And some breeders are skilled, even if they don't know how to operate.

The breeder himself is often invited by some magazines to share his experience in raising Pokémon, which is highly sought after.

However, some breeders may not have business acumen, or their professional skills are not exquisite enough, or their career research direction is too small and unpopular.

In the professional circle of breeders who are regarded as sweet pastries by outsiders, there are actually many people who are at the bottom.

The thin, sickly young man in front of him is a poor breeder.

His breeder level is not low, and he has passed the intermediate breeder assessment. His professional research direction is Pokmon skill learning.

This career research direction is very popular. It stands to reason that he, an intermediate breeder, shouldn't live in such a mess.

Just because in the professional field of Pokémon skill learning, he chose a research direction that was regarded as wrong by the outside world.

Breeders who study skill learning are also known as skill masters, disc recorders, and so on.

The skill discs, skill chips, and skill learners sold in the market are from their hands.

There are actually three ways to use external force to help Pokémon learn skills.

One is that Pokémon who have already mastered the skill will process and process their experience and then burn it into a CD for the Pokémon to learn.

The second is to activate the genetic skill memory hidden in the blood of Pokémon through stimulation and induction.

Whether you can learn skills is uncertain, and what skills you can learn is also uncertain. This is the disadvantage or charm of skill chips.

The third is the most advanced, but also the most technical way.

Borrow the bloodline memory stimulation induction technology in the skill chip, and at the same time transform the experience data in the skill disc into energy and information.

Help Pokémon learn skills with a very high success rate.

The young man in front of him chose the first method, which is to burn the experience and experience of Pokmon that has mastered this skill into a skill disc.

However, due to the lack of conditions and resources, it is almost impossible to burn high-quality, high-level skills.

So he chose a trick, which was considered impossible by many colleagues in the circle, a 'wrong' way to achieve it.

That is "skill synthesis".

Extract certain things from low-level skills, combine them with each other and make them into higher-level skills.

Like: "impact + slam + ... = billion tons of impact"

This is a research record that the sloppy youth found from the archives of the Breeders Association, which was regarded as a useless case and a fallacy by the Breeders Association.

Sloppy youth have always believed that "skill synthesis" is feasible.

He has been working on this research for these years, and his side is about to produce results.

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"Crack~"

In the small rental house, the skinny young man looked humiliated, and slammed a few unsold skill discs onto the table with a 'snap'.

"Hoo hoo..."

Because of the violent movements, the young man's breathing couldn't help but aggravate.

However, when his gaze flashed across a large pile of documents on the desktop, the young man's expression suddenly softened.

On the cover of the folder at the top of this pile of materials, there is a formula written.

"Sonic Explosion + Tornado +... = Air Explosion"