Pokémon Breakthrough Pinnacle

Seeing Charizard with a swollen face, he should be sad after losing the battle. Unfortunately, Kiyoki Tsuchao wants to laugh. After the face is swollen, Charizard's usual deterrent power has dropped by more than a bit. If you look carefully, there are even some...

cute.

Funny, he walked forward and knelt down on the ground, gently picked up Charizard's head and put it on his lap. Qingmu Tsugumi took out the medicine from his backpack, poured out some medicine and applied it on his hands, then gently rubbed Charizard's face.

The sides were rubbed together.

As always, pain is followed by relief. Although Qingmu Tsugumi's originally burning face felt pain when he touched it lightly at first, soon, the soft little hands and the unique coolness of the potion made Charizard very comfortable, with a

Scar's eyes narrowed slightly.

The young Takuya felt sorry for him by his side. He regretfully said to Qingmu Tsugumi:

"Teacher, what a pity. Aibi Lang's state was obviously not right at that time. As long as Teacher, you just let Charizard hold on a little longer."

The Big Needle Bee next to him nodded, and he agreed with his partner. Indeed, there was indeed something wrong with Aibi Lang's state at that time.

"There is absolutely no point in doing this. We already lost the moment Yan Zai was defeated." Qing Muji smiled softly, and there was no trace of regret or anger after the failure on his smiling face. It was obvious that he

Very free and easy.

"Yan is indeed not as good as Aibi Lang in fighting. It's normal to lose. I believe Yan himself doesn't care too much. Takuya, you have to remember that failure may be sad, but it's not a bad thing. After learning from experience,

Don’t give up and get up and challenge again, the door to success will soon open to you.”

The young Takuya looked at Kiyuki Tsugumi with shining eyes and admiration. He was obviously the same age as him, but the teacher was more mature, stable and gentle than him. He was so handsome. (Young man, your thoughts are very dangerous, please stop your enlightenment).

"As this young man expected, I think you outside the court can also see that my Aibilang's state is not right. Why do I have to take the initiative to admit defeat?" With doubts on his eyebrows, the middle-aged court owner walked over.

Qing Muji looked relaxed and looked at Charizard with a smile in his eyes.

"I think the reason why Yan wants to fight is just to compare fighting skills with your Aibilang. For him, being knocked down by your Aibilang when he seizes the opportunity is already his failure. You said so?

Bar?"

A soft hand rubbed his face, and the swelling had dissipated a lot. Charizard nodded.

"Really, even though I've only known and met you for an hour or two, I'm impressed by the fact that you don't care about winning or losing at all."

The middle-aged owner lamented that Kiyoki Tsugumi was too mature, so mature that he didn't have the innocence and impatience that someone of his age should have.

I had a conversation with the middle-aged ringmaster and discussed fighting techniques. I found that Kiyuki Tsuguero had a good feeling about the so-called momentum.

After all, Kiyoki Tsugumi was amazed by the storm-like wind combo in the last move.

The face had already been pressed, and the arms had been pressed a little. As long as they could move, they grabbed Charizard's claw arms and put them on his shoulders. Kiyoki Tsugumi and Charizard worked together to lift the body up from the ground.

"Then I'll take my leave first. I've benefited a lot from this battle. Yan's current injury is still going to be checked out at the Elf Center. I'll see you again next time if I have a chance." Or he remembered something and saw Charizard and Ai just now.

The embarrassing scene caused by the battle there, Hiro said again with an apologetic expression:

"I'm extremely sorry for destroying your venue like this. I'm sorry for causing trouble to you. I will come back and compensate you according to the price after I send Yan for treatment."

With a hearty laugh, the middle-aged field owner waved his hand.

"It's okay, it's okay. This battle is just Charizard and Aibi Lang's overly enjoyable performance. There is no need for compensation, but it is true that you can come over and help me clean up the dojo later."

Nodding as an agreement, he bid farewell to the middle-aged owner politely, and left the dojo with Charizard, the boy and his giant needle bee. Looking at the departing figure in front of him, the middle-aged owner sighed to himself that he was such a polite boy.

Although the town is not big, the alliance will also set up an elf center here, but the scale of the buildings will not be as large as those in previous towns.

After handing the fire-breathing dragon ball to Miss Joy, Kiyoki and the boy returned to the dojo again.

On the way back to the dojo, the young man suddenly spoke to Kiyoki Tsugumi.

"Teacher, after watching your battle, I think I have found my own way. I have been worrying about how to develop the Great Needle Bee for a while, but I suddenly realized it today."

When the boy stared at Kiyuki Tsugumi, he noticed that the boy's eyes were bright. Kiyoki Tsugumi knew that it was a gaze full of expectation and hope for the future.

Lowering his head and smiling softly, Qingmu Tsugumi was truly happy for the boy.

"Really! Wouldn't that be great? I look forward to your and Stylus Bee's future performance."

The young man who received the encouragement suddenly became excited, tightened his abdomen, and said loudly.

"It's teacher. Sting Bee and I will definitely work harder."

Back at the dojo, the master and his disciples were already busy.

He nodded with a smile as a greeting, and skillfully picked up the broom and mop placed in the corner. Qing Muji, who had worked for Mr. Ma Zhishi, was quite comfortable doing these things.

The young man and his big needle were not idle either, they dedicated what they could, and with everyone's concerted efforts, they finally cleaned up the dojo.

Qingmu Tsugumi, who had been busy for a long time, once again waved goodbye to the middle-aged owner and his disciples, and returned to the Elf Center with sore arms to pick up the fire-breathing dragon. Although he wanted to rest, there was one thing that Qingmu Tsugumi was more concerned about.

Those are the little blue sparks that Charizard has been spitting out these days. Kiyuki Tsugumi needs to investigate this carefully.

(Salted fish, salted fish, salted fish, the author who collapsed on the ground expressed the wisdom of life)