Pokémon Breakthrough Pinnacle

"Allow me to ask you a question before I start teaching. Xiaozhi, what is the correct description of the Lightning Flash skill?"

Qing Muji suddenly became interested. He remembered the feeling of teaching the young boy the knowledge. Don't tell me that teaching others is really good.

"Huh? Well, well, let me think about it, it seems like it is a super-fast collision with the opponent, yes."

Xiaozhi punched his palm fiercely, Qing Muji was helpless on the other side, and it can indeed be explained this way.

"Okay, you've passed the test! It literally means hitting the opponent quickly. It's a simple physical application. The main thing is the explosion.

The teacher analyzed this for us at the beginning."

Qing Muji motioned to Xiaozhi to listen, so he could come up with some unreliable ideas.

"The Flash of Lightning is about using energy particles to stimulate the muscles, so as to carry out a short-term burst. It is simple and practical. It is one of the most used skills by novices in the early stage. It is very practical whether it is used to attack or dodge.

Essentially, the flash of lightning and high-speed movement are both methods of using the body."

Kiyoki Tsugumi clicked on the screen to signal that the other party really wanted to listen carefully. This was one of the most important reasons why he denied that the two skills could not be integrated together.

"Although high-speed movement is a super power skill, the most important reason why it involves super power is to hypnotize oneself, so as to control oneself. This is a very clever use of the body, which means that both parties are physically controlling, but

One is rough and the other is more delicate, both are essentially the same."

Qing Muji laughed as he spoke. He seemed to have had similar experience in the past, and the only one that succeeded was Yan Gang Fist. Now he has entered the second stage of detailed operation.

"Eh!!!!"

Xiaozhi was surprised, he thought that high-speed movement was energy utilization.

“So this possibility is completely untrue, and it’s not like playing games can superimpose beneficial states.

Okay, judging from your surprised look, you must not have had more in-depth contact with high-speed movement, but fortunately, I happened to be interested and remembered a little more.

Listen, if you are not a super-type elf, it is best not to move at high speed. First of all, this skill must involve self-hypnosis. This requires a relatively skilled elf to lead you into that feeling. Otherwise, it will be very difficult to enter it on your own, even if you are learning.

You can’t get the essence from the CD. Learning this skill is laborious and laborious, and it’s not very useful. It’s not as reliable as the suggestion I made at the beginning.”

Xiaozhi obviously flinched a lot, and the more he listened, the more trouble he got. Fortunately, it was just suggestions and thinking.

"By the way, how is Pikachu's progress? Can the original suggestion be successful?"

The original suggestion was called Golden Flash. It can be said that if it succeeds, Pikachu's strength will definitely be beyond imagination.

"It's hard to make progress, isn't it? What is required is a strong body and affinity and sensitivity to electricity."

Kiyuki observed carefully that Pikachu now looked much stronger than before, but it was not enough and he had to work harder.

"Well, I've tried to get Pikachu stimulated while exercising.

But most of them use too much force and end up getting paralyzed."

Pikachu nodded in agreement and acted cutely as if he was being electrocuted.

That's right, don't think that a person playing with electronics won't be paralyzed. After all, it's just his own resistance stacked high and his special fur, but it doesn't mean that his body is tired and inconvenient. After all, he can use electricity to stimulate his muscles to make him faster.

Faster and harder.

"Take your time. Now you just need to master using electrical stimulation cells to strengthen muscles and make yourself run faster. You can learn about it later. You can do this, for example..."

Xiaoxia watched Xiaozhi concentrating on chatting with the black-haired boy, and showing admiration from time to time, and she felt a little jealous in her heart. She obviously didn't have this attitude when traveling and living together, so the girl became more and more angry as she thought about it, and finally snorted coldly.

"Hmph! Let's go to Pokepi for dinner. He doesn't know how long the conversation will last. We don't want to wait for him. Xiaojian, do you want to eat or not?"

The young man who was hiding in the corner and almost forgotten only then raised his head and looked at his painting with satisfaction.

"No, I have to check my elf's physical condition later and make a sketch at the same time."

He waved his hand to refuse, and the orange-haired single-haired ponytail did not embarrass Xiao Jian. Before leaving, he took a look at Xiao Zhi who was talking excitedly.

Qingmu Tsugumi glanced at the leaving girl on the other side, and then at his friend who was about to squeeze his face into the screen. He didn't know when he would finally wake up.

After an unknown amount of time, the screen on the computer dimmed, and Xiaozhi hung up the phone with satisfaction. He gained a lot from this conversation with his friend.

When he raised his head to fuck the latter, he realized that someone was missing. After asking Xiao Jian, he learned that he had been gone for a long time.

After Xiaozhi nodded to express his understanding, he did not say that he wanted to find Xiaoxia. Instead, he said with great interest that he wanted to start practicing. The Pikachu on his shoulder was actually a little smarter than his own trainer. The worried Pikachu was refuted by Xiaozhi.

Let me just say that practice means being enthusiastic and not being distracted by other things.

Then he ran out with Pikachu full of energy. Pikachu squatting on his shoulders rolled his eyes. It looked like someone was going to be unlucky tonight and would definitely be in trouble.

At the other end, Uncle Qing was sitting on a chair, and Junsha was reporting to him.

"Although I led people to pursue him in time that day, it rained later. Not only was a lot of the blood stains washed away, but the smell was also so weak that the elves couldn't track him at all. We lost his trace."

Uncle Qing crossed his hands and found that he had lost his trace. He grabbed a ballpoint pen and knocked on the table in annoyance. The latter's mental state made him very worried. Although the investigation did not hurt anyone some time ago, as police officers, they never

Leave the chance of luck to others.

There was no way he could have run very far with that kind of injury. He was definitely nearby, but we searched the area but couldn't find any trace.

With his brows furrowed, Uncle Qing was thinking slowly. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and thought of a possibility.

(I enter the plot slowly, please bear with it for a while.)