Pokémon Breakthrough Pinnacle

The dark smoke blocked the sight and the sound disappeared completely. Eight thick and strong vine whips swung flexibly around the Bulbasaur flower, like several snakes waiting for an opportunity to attack.

The dark smoke brought a little uneasiness. Eight vine whips shot out in different directions, blocking various positions in front. The smoke was scattered. Bulbasaur could feel that his vine whips were submerged in the smoke and were not tied up.

anything.

At this time, Bulbasaur suddenly remembered a detail, that is, the explosion just now shattered the rock that was blocking the flames. The vine whip was still stirring in the smoke, but Bulbasaur's eyes were staring upward.

one time.

The smoke above had not completely dissipated, but suddenly something seemed to rush out. The smoke was directly knocked away, and a ball rushed out.

Bend your legs as much as possible on your belly, hug your legs tightly with your hands, bend your slightly slender neck tightly against your arms, and hug your body with strong wings.

It looks like a ball.

The ball formed by the fire-breathing tornado was spinning in the sky. When it rushed out of the smoke, its body instantly spread out, like a roc spreading its wings. Before Bulbasaur could react, he used the tail, the second most powerful part of his body, to wrap around Bulbasaur's back.

flowers on the tree.

Following the force of falling and swinging, he concentrated all his strength on his tail, bit his teeth and pressed against his upper jaw. The fire-breathing dragon's bright blue eyes were full of fanaticism.

Pick me up!!!!

The tail that tightly strangled the tree flower was so strong that it even rubbed off a lot of skin, and a little blood flowed on it. However, Charizard didn't care about this at all, because the magic flower was lifted up by him.

With a beautiful twist, Bulbasaur was curled up with his tail and thrown to a little height, causing him to turn over.

No matter how experienced Bulbasaur was, he still subconsciously kicked a few times toward the sky to release his panic while flying into the air. The eight vine whips were quickly retracting from the smoke.

The harder he fell, the more painful it was. Even if it wasn't too high, Bulbasaur's body hit the ground hard when he fell, leaving a trace of pain on his face, while his body was still sliding backwards.

After the fire-breathing dragon fell, he did not stand up straight. Instead, he rolled again along with the force of the fall. He raised his right hand and followed the roll to form an exquisite semicircle. At some point, his right arm was covered with light silver.

, while rotating in a semicircle, blue flames quickly emerged and covered the pale silver arms.

Even before he got close, he could still feel the violence of the flames, and the astonishing heat came from the top of his face, because he found that the fire-breathing dragon had already aimed its fist at his face.

The corner of his mouth twitched a little. He didn't want to be hit by this flame, especially since the flame was so weird. In addition, he was a little afraid of fire, and his skin had low flame resistance. If he was knocked down, he would definitely suffer more serious injuries.

of injury.

Bulbasaur's eyes were confused for a moment, what's going on? Aren't they competing? The fire-breathing dragon opposite Mao looked at him wildly and stared at his head desperately. Could it be that he couldn't keep up with the times?

Although he thought so, the eight vine whips that had been retracted in time quickly piled on top of his head, and the next moment the flaming fist arrived.

The violent flames roared, and each vine whip burned and shivered after contact. One, two, three... Soon the eight vine whips were completely broken through, and the clenched fists were burning.

The flames were fiercely printed on Bulbasaur's face.

Even though the body was still sliding backwards, the face marked by the fist was hit and hit the ground again. The pain on the cheek and the hit on the head hit the ground again, and there was a small red bump on the head.

After Charizard hit Bulbasaur, he followed the force of the punch that would bounce back and took two steps back to release the momentum. Charizard landed perfectly.

Charizard clenched his fist, and his eyes felt relieved. As expected, hitting someone in the face with his fist was the most comfortable.

But the strange thing is that even though Charizard's fist hit Bulbasaur, he felt comfortable but relaxed at all. On the contrary, the vigilance in his eyes did not diminish at all as he stared at Bulbasaur who had stopped sliding backwards.

He could see clearly that when the cane whip was hit, it was not that the cane whip had no power to fight against the flames. On the contrary, the cane whip took the initiative to withdraw.

When each vine whip was withdrawn, it quickly took the flames on the arms away. The other vine whips repeated the same action. Of course, as a result, most of the flames on the arms were taken out.

Generally speaking, the fire-breathing dragon's fist attack was originally a double attack of special and physical attacks, but the vine whip directly took away most of the flames. As a result, the attack became a physical attack with a little special attack, and the power was reduced by most of it.

It has to be said that Bulbasaur's reaction is too fast. He knows that even if the vine whip can withstand the damage of the flames for a while, it will soon turn into fuel for the flames. By then, the power may be even more powerful. It is better to take the initiative to sink the cauldron.

Jin quickly took away most of the flames to reduce the damage before Charizard could react, so he succeeded now.

The cheeks that were beaten were a little dark, and the face was green with red. The red color was due to the burn and the force of the beating. There were still a few burning vine whips on the ground, which were cut off by Bulbasaur on its own initiative.

For him, even if the vine whip is cut off, it can be quickly replenished.

Bulbasaur shook his head to relieve some of the shock after being hit on the head. His eyes narrowed subconsciously. The Charizard opposite him in his sight was clenching his fists arrogantly, as if he was reminiscing about the incident just now.

The feeling of hitting.

Originally, he was trying to guide his juniors, so he kept using his skills easily and leisurely. However, he didn't expect Charizard to play so violently, and he was hit hard in the face by the glove.

Bulbasaur feels a fire ignited somewhere in his heart. Now he is particularly unhappy. The pain that comes from his face all the time seems to be taunting himself for letting you wander, making you not so cautious about your children. Now you are unlucky.

Beat him up.

Bulbasaur became more and more angry as she thought about it. Two vine whips emerged from under the broad leaves and struck the ground continuously.

He, Bulbasaur, let's leave the words here. If he didn't torture this junior today and doubt his life, he would have no shame to live in seclusion here.

(Salala, the salted fish came out, carrying a foul smell, and slowly flew towards his book friend with a black gauze covering his body.

This is the Salted Fish Feixian)