Pokemon: I Can Deduce Everything!

"Hahaha--"

"You must have been exposed by me!"

"A bluffing brat, a mere trick..."

Yan Jing was immersed in the contrast of the terrain, and when he had no time to pay attention to him, the non-mainstream youth thought that he had been hurt by what he said, and became more and more proud.

With a smug look on his face, his teeth itch uncomfortably.

"ah!"

"Yan Jing killed them all with at least one blow."

"Not like some people who just buzz around like flies!"

"Slander is the only weapon for the weak to be self-satisfied in the face of the strong."

Yan Jing ignored him, Cynthia would not be used to it.

The horizontal eyebrows met coldly, and in the cold eyes, there was no mercy on the lips.

…

"asshole!!"

The face of the non-mainstream youth who was slapped at him turned red with anger.

"The weak!"

"Who are you calling weak!"

It was as if he had been poked into a sore foot, his angry veins were exposed, and hot air was whistling from his head. Those who didn't know thought it was some kind of 'steam engine' that had turned into a spirit.

"Ah......"

All that answered him was Cynthia's cold gaze.

Gold's eyes were cold and emotionless, like watching a clown, 02 juggling in front of his eyes, but remained unmoved.

"Me! I want to fight you!"

"The weak?"

"I'll let you see who is the real weak!"

"duel!"

"Give me a game if you have the guts!"

"Look who is the soft-legged shrimp!!"

The non-mainstream youth was flushed with anger, hopping, and his whole body was in a bad mood.

"beat?"

"Then come on!"

Yan Jing raised her eyebrows and responded to the fight.

Rather than being pestered by this guy all the time, it's better to solve it as soon as possible.

Even if a toad doesn't bite, it crawls on its feet, but it still responds!

"Ah--"

"Then let you see how powerful I am today!"

"Remember! The one who wins you is Gu Xingfan!"

Non-mainstream boy, oh, no! Gu Xingfan kept his hips on his hips, laughing wildly on his face.

The hot eyes make people want to cover their faces.

【Zhao Qian: This meow is really an expression that normal people can make?】

"Not interested in…..……"

Yan Jing didn't even lift his eyelids, and directly attacked with his hands.

"Emolga! Use Thunder Shock!"

A deep blue voltage flashed across, causing arcs of arcs, and directly smashed potholes at Gu Xingfan's feet, interrupting his Chatter madness.

Let him push Lai Lai down again, with his level of inducing hatred, Yan Jing was afraid that he would almost be unable to bear it and punch him in the face a few times.

Too! Move! People! Hate!

Simply underwhelming!

"++!"

"Sneak attack!"

"Bastard, let me show you my strength!"

Gu Xingfan quickly jumped away, the electric paralysis remaining on his toes made him break out in a cold sweat.

Terrified, he didn't dare to speak harshly anymore, and quickly threw the Poké Ball out of his hand.

There was a flash of white light.

A dark Pokémon appeared on the battlefield.

On the short and fat figure, there are densely drawn complex and mysterious lines, and the eyes are even more extraordinary, and they are all pale pink eyeballs.

Jumping out at night must be the kind that can scare a bunch of passers-by.

Claydol, Ground Line - Psychic Line

Ability: floating

Qualification: Elite level

Strength: Gym peak

The mysterious Pokémon born from the clay puppets of the super ancient civilization originated from the prosperous era 20,000 years ago. Although the years have buried the glory, they have also created miracles.

Hum————

Claydol floated leisurely on the ground, and a strange wave spread out from his body. The arm separated from the body is flying freely under the control of Psychic.

"The mighty power of time..."

Yan Jing's gaze was only slightly lowered, and he broke away from the sinking.

He raised his head, looked at Gu Xingfan, and showed a clear smile: "Ground type..."

"So you want Assist Attribute to restrain concern, and Ground to be immune to electricity [to target Emolga?"

"It seems that you are not as brainless as you appear."

"Still a little clever."

There was a smile on the corner of Yan Jing's mouth, and his eyes were as black as stars, as if they wanted to detect people's hearts.

"But, damn it..."

"No way! Claydol is my Trump Card Pokémon!"

"What Attribute restraint is purely coincidental!"

Gu Xingfan's face turned red instantly as if he had been poked in a sore foot, but he finally had a bit of quick wit, and he just threw the pot back: "You, you must be afraid!"

"If you're scared, you can change to a Pokémon."

In the end, he even retreated and used the crappy aggressive method.

"Ah.

"Then let me see if your ability matches your tone."

Yan Jing smiled lightly with a noncommittal face.

"Emolga! Use Quick Attack!"

Ordinary electric-type Pokémon may be afraid of Ground-type Pokémon.

but!

Is his Emolga normal?

Yan Jing didn't hesitate at all, and went straight to attack.

boom

The current surged, and the arc exploded on his body. Under the high-voltage current, Emolga rushed towards Claydol like a dark blue lightning.

"ha!"

"Successful!"

Facing the swift and fierce thunder, Gu Xingfan was not afraid, but showed extremely excited eyes.

The ecstasy on his face couldn't be concealed at all.

His Claydol is a Pokémon born from the clay puppets of an ultra-ancient civilization, and possesses the purest Ground energy, which is comparable to ordinary second-level gods in terms of purity!

"Electric-type Pokémon, damage to Ground-type Pokémon...

"But zero!!"

"Let me, 813, teach you what Attribute Xiangke is!"

"Hahaha--"

Gu Xingfan's evil and mad face was still on his face, and Yan Jing's low shout sounded on the field again.

"Emolga, use the Micongyun Sword!"

The current surged violently.

The heat is restrained by the voltage, but the bright golden light continues to elongate in his hands.

Between his three fingers, it turned into a flawless lightsaber.

The golden light is bright, as if it is constructed of light.

"hiss--"

Looking directly at the long sword, Gu Xingfan only felt a pain in his eyes, as if being pricked by a needle, like a light on his back, which made him unable to stop the dry feeling of tears.

"Do you create your own skills?"

"so what!!"

"Electricity is just electricity!"

"How can a mere electric system be the Rival of the ground system!"

"my God!......"

Gu Xingfan's arrogant words hadn't been spoken yet, in an instant! It stopped abruptly!

It was as if an invisible giant hand was holding his throat tightly, unable to utter a single word, and his eyes were staring like the eyes of a dead fish, which looked extremely funny.

"This! How is this possible!!"

Pointing forward with one hand, the fingertip became Parkinson's disease because of excitement.

Claydol, whom he had high hopes for.

In Emolga's hand, the Amazono Cloud sword slashed, like a hot knife cutting butter, it cut him into two sides without the slightest resistance. .