Pocket Data Master

Melissa stretched out her hand coldly, "Dream Demon, Illusion!"

At this moment, her right hand wearing a white glove seemed to be able to touch the front of the dragon-shaped flame in front of her, but that was just it.

As she finished speaking, the tumbling flames suddenly stopped, as if they had been made into flame specimens.

"Not bad flamethrower, but just good."

Melissa shook her head, and then, as if dancing, she stretched out her finger again passionately, "Mr. Charizard, how about a flame like this?"

"Incubus, go with the flow, will-o'-the-wisp!"

"Dream!"

The fan in Meng Yao's hand flicked against the jet of flames in front of him.

The entire dragon-shaped flame specimen immediately shattered into little blue sparks, as if countless fireflies were released in the corridor.

"It's wonderful~ No matter how many times I see it~"

Melissa was completely immersed in the coordinated skills that she and the Dream Demon jointly designed and practiced.

The sure-hit control of the magic leaf, the erratic nature of the will-o'-the-wisp, the power of the illusion spell, and,

"Evil wave!"

Following Melissa's words, all the 'fireflies' in the corridor immediately gathered into a group of fire-breathing dragons that couldn't understand the situation and instinctively spewed out flames as if they had found a home.

The fire-breathing dragon's flames were not only unable to stop the 'wisp of fireflies' riding on the evil waves, but were constantly being absorbed by these creations and eventually swept over themselves.

In the end, there was no explosive effect, no collision between fire and fire, and no resistance. Quietly, the fireflies gradually dissipated, leaving only a fire-breathing dragon that had completely lost its ability to resist.

"The battle is like a flower floating in the world, coming quietly and passing away, leaving only a moment of brilliance~"

Melissa sighed for some reason, "It's so beautiful that it makes people sigh. When can I show this kind of beauty again?"

She shook her head, then elegantly held her skirt and danced towards the venue.

"Dream~"

The dream demon also sighed at the fire-breathing dragon,

As the victim of her beauty, this fire-breathing dragon must have died without any regrets.

The Dream Demon let out a long sigh and sighed at her sinful beauty, feeling deeply sad about it. She sadly fanned her will-o'-the-wisp fan and followed Melissa's footsteps.

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"The strongest trainer is so boring."

A ghostly figure glided past the corridor, blending perfectly with the colors on the corridor.

"Ninjas should move forward in the shadows and gain everything in the darkness."

Pokémon Ninjutsu master Ajie was very satisfied with the famous sayings he summarized. If something hadn't happened to the Mihara clan, which had been connected to their clan for generations, he wouldn't have bothered to care about these trivial matters this time.

If you have this time, you might as well go back and hone your Pokémon Ninjutsu.

"Um?"

A'jue suddenly stopped, then frowned, and at the same time his nose twitched, "Well, paralysis powder, poison powder, and sleeping powder, this chaotic configuration ratio, it seems that it should be wild The Bulbasaur flower has no poisonous beauty at all.”

As an expert in using poisons, Ah Jue instinctively resents any creature that is not good at poisoning.

I was prepared to hate each other and never want to see him again, because it was simply an insult to his profession.

"Miao Frog, using this little trick to deal with me, Ah Jue, all I can say is..."

A'jue paused expressionlessly, "You are insulting me."

He looked at the dense blizzard of flower petals in front of him, "By the way, don't appear in front of me again, there will be no next time."

After speaking, A'jue hugged his body like a master, and the black cloak he was wearing suddenly automatically wrapped up his entire body without any wind, and then silently blocked Bulbasaur's physical side ultimate move, Petal Blizzard.

And with a muffled groan, the snowstorm of petals suddenly stopped.

Ah Ju also strolled out of his exclusive ninjutsu 'Stinky Mud Cloak Transformation Technique' again, and then took out a bottle of perfume and sprayed it on himself. He frowned again when he found that it became even smellier. .

He still said expressionlessly: "The petals fall out of thin air, and I am the smelly mud."

Ah Ju shook his head, a ninja must endure what ordinary people cannot endure!

He adjusted in his mind and found that the stench on his body was not so unbearable.

"It's a pity that my smelly mud transformation technique is so powerful. It's a pity that there is no successor. That guy Aya dare not inherit it."

Ah Ju sighed, then coughed violently, choking on the stench behind him.

He pinched his nose and walked forward slowly. He forgot that if the smelly mud was injured, the smell would be even worse.

Damn it, he must have bred a smelly stinking mud.

However, it doesn’t stink anymore, is it still smelly mud?

Does it go against his forbearance?

A'jue once again made a choice between his tolerance and a smellless life.

He slowly walked past a Bulbasaur that had fallen to the ground and said, "Bat, don't eat. I've been hungry all day even if I don't know how to eat... and you still eat!"

A'jue roared again in a disgraceful way, and then a small bat, which was only the size of an adult's hand, reluctantly got up from the delicious food, ran to A'ju's shoulder, and looked at it with disgust. Looking at him, "Ba Hu!!"

It stinks, it stinks so much. Is its owner human? It's really scary to be able to endure it so much and still have the appetite to eat.

Ah Jue seemed to understand Crossed Bat's expression and words. His face twitched, but in the end he maintained his cool self-image.

Not long after they left, a sneaky young man with a cautious face appeared, with a handsome Pikachu on his shoulder, "Pika, Pika."

"Ren, hold on!"

The young Hiro also pinched his nose helplessly. It was really a revelation. Someone actually made a cloak out of stinky mud. Should he say that he was different from ordinary people or that he had extraordinary courage?

He glanced at the two blood-sucking marks on Bulbasaur's neck, and felt very solemn in his heart. He was so strong, so strong. He subdued a Bulbasaur just by sucking blood.

This kind of power was something he had never seen before at the Quartz Conference. The petal blizzard of this Bulbasaur was even stronger than the Bulbasaur of the runner-up Lily.

However, just one move, this...

The level of trainer in Hiro's mind was instantly raised several levels.

Who is the other party? Could it be said that he is the king of this era? Or a champion?

"But no matter what happens, Celebi, I will definitely save you!!"

Hiro's eyes were determined, and he and Pikachu Rain followed secretly.

The venue is right in front!