Pokémon Breakthrough Pinnacle

Qing Muji resisted the heat and felt as if his whole body was on fire as soon as he entered.

It was very hot, and sweat began to flow again in an instant. The fan above was pumping the heat inside in reverse, and it did not dissipate for a while.

Qingmu Tsugumi could even feel some stinging in the exposed parts of his body that were not covered by clothes. They were red and he was slightly burned.

I didn't care about these minor injuries. The most important thing now was to confirm Charizard's condition. Wait for this minor burn, and just ask Miss Joy to prescribe some burn medicine after the battle.

Use all of your own burn medicine for the giant needle bee. You may want to buy a bottle later. After all, these medicines for treating abnormal conditions are indispensable. This is a necessity.

Charizard was breathing heavily. Not far from him was the Platypus. The explosion just now separated them all.

The originally milky white belly was so horrible that it was sprayed from Lubai to jet black. Except for some crack-like wounds, most of them were smoked. Those cracked wounds exposed large tracts of red flesh, forming a pattern on the edge of the cracked skin.

Coke-like.

Of course, Salamander also felt uncomfortable. Charizard was injured on his stomach, so the entire upper part of him was injured.

Many parts of the head and face also had cracks and burns, and the upper part was in almost the same miserable condition.

Charizard's senses were very keen, and he sensed a figure running on the stone platform next to the ring. When he took a closer look, it was Seiki Tsugumi.

Almost instantly, he understood what Qing Mu was here to do.

He raised his neck, opened his mouth wide, and roared to the sky, his roar resounding throughout this empty environment.

"Roar~~~~~~~~!!!!!"

Qing Muji stood at the edge of the stone platform, and part of the worry in his eyes dissipated slightly.

‘The voice seems to be roaring and full of momentum, but in fact it is one syllable weaker than usual. Is it a serious injury?

In terms of physical strength, I guess I can’t withstand it now. Damn it, the Platypus doesn’t even know what’s going on.’

In an instant, Kiyoki Tsugumi analyzed his current state from the roar of the fire-breathing dragon. Just kidding, after being together for so long, would he not know his physical strength?

(Wait a minute, why do I feel that this sentence is so ambiguous? Is it my misunderstanding?)

At this time, the heat wave has almost exhausted most of it, at least it won't be as hot inside as it was at the beginning. Uncle Xia slowly turned off the fan above, and froze as soon as he got closer.

The originally relaxed pace began to become heavy, and a certain emotion began to breed and suppress in the plain and mature eyes.

Xia Bo walked next to Qing Muji, seemingly calm and calm, but in fact, some kind of emotion was about to break through the blockade.

"It's really fierce. Neither side has fallen. Do we want to fight again?"

"I don't know. I'm not sure about the status of your Platypus, Mr. Xia Bo, but what is certain is that they are still confronting each other."

That's right, it was a confrontation. Even though both sides were injured like this, they were still staring at each other silently, with both sides assuming the most suitable posture for attack.

The air froze, Qing Muji's breathing slowed down for half a beat, and with a gurgling sound from the lava below, both parties moved.

With an indomitable momentum and a violent attitude, both sides ran two steps and then threw themselves into the street. Almost simultaneously, both sides fell onto the hot ring and fell into coma.

Almost in an instant, Kiyuki Tsugumi had already prepared to take it up and fly it into the air so that the Poké Ball could catch Charizard's breath and put it away. He was ready to take Charizard down the mountain for treatment.

Xia Bo next to him also made the same move. He grabbed the Salamander Poké Ball and was saying something.

"This is difficult to handle. Both parties fell to the ground equally. How should we judge this?

Oh, by the way, I just happened to bring my platypus down the mountain for treatment. Just tell Miss Joy my name and she will keep the account."

Qing Muji nodded, took the elf ball that was passed to him, and called the boy by the way.

"Takuya, put away the giant sting bee and come down the mountain with me to check it out later. I believe he will gain something from this trip."

The young man nodded, put the hot and dizzy Big Sting Bee into the ball, and ran out with Tsugumi Kiyoki.

After waiting for a minute or two, Xia Bo finally made sure that they were far away from the hotel and knelt down.

"Ah ah ah, I just decorated the arena recently!"

Although he could get the official people from the alliance to confirm that as long as it was caused by the battle between trainers, the official would pay to rebuild it, but he couldn't do it. He changed the gym into a hotel, and asking the official people to come was simply asking for death.

He couldn't imagine how beautiful it would be when the two sides met.

One of the thick iron ropes hanging from the four sides of the ring made a squeaking sound as it swayed. It looked like it was about to break. There were a lot of potholes above the ring. The worst part was near the edge, almost

Most of it was blown up, and all of it broke off with a little more force.

The sad man kept mumbling about the coffin material cost, decoration cost, and construction cost. He was afraid that he would have to lose his old capital.

There was no way, it had happened, so we had to accept the fact. Xia Bo sat casually on the stone platform, not paying attention to the dust and pebbles.

He took out his phone and slowly swiped the pattern with one finger to open the phone lock. He randomly clicked on a software, and after swiping through the elderly health group, outstanding customer groups, and many friends' accounts, he finally found one.

A place called the Kanto Exchange Group.

Xia Bo clicked on the chat group and found an account.

The most handsome man on Honglian Island dreams of steel and meat:

Ma Zhishi, I saw the young man you mentioned. You are right, he is really a wonderful person.

After Xia Bo finished sending the message, he sighed again when he looked at the terrible situation on the field.

(Eh???? I accidentally checked the previous chapters and found that I was blinded. What happened? Was it reported?

No way, someone can report a weak author like me!!!)