Pokémon: Trainers start as bounty hunters

The champion level is indeed the pinnacle of ordinary elves' strength.

Even with two Fighting-type Pokémon, the scope of damage they caused was still astonishingly large.

The castle under the ice and snow was constantly trembling.

The wild elves who originally lived there dragged their families and ran out extremely quickly.

Pikachu, Fatty, Miss Lip, Ghoststone, Huela...

There is even a fire-type Nine-Tails and its two children, Six-Tails.

Who knows why they are here.

If it weren't for the sudden battle, these aborigines would have been living a very comfortable life away from humans.

"Lucario, metallic sound!"

"wow——"

Accompanied by a sharp and loud noise.

Lucario put the spikes on his claws together and sent out white sound waves to attack the opponent.

"Ouch~"

Old Lucario saw this and did not take any defensive measures.

It stretched its neck and looked up to the sky and let out a long howl.

Invisible energy fluctuations enveloped the whole body.

Old Lucario's momentum suddenly increased by several levels.

Forcibly receiving the attack from the metallic sound, it panted heavily and dragged its scarred body to Lucario.

"Bang--"

His left and right hands, shining with white light, struck alternately.

Sirona's Lucario disappeared from sight almost instantly.

Only the collapsed wall behind its original location tells the story.

"Luka"

After the old Lucario finished the blow, he was unsteady and fell to one knee on the ground.

The white mist expelled from his rapid breathing made his face somewhat unclear.

"What an amazing will."

Zheya sighed unconsciously.

I would rather be hit hard than fight back with all my strength.

The fighting style of this old Lucario is like a fighting madman who doesn't care about life and death.

but.

He looked at Sirona, whose expression hadn't changed much and was still extremely cold.

The gap in strength cannot be made up by a strong will.

"Lucario, Comet Fist!"

Sirona put her left hand on her hips and waved her right hand forward vigorously.

"Luka-"

Among the rubble on the ground.

A figure wrapped in dazzling silver light rushed out at lightning speed.

Old Lucario raised his hand to resist.

"Bang--"

The next second.

Its body is embedded in the rock wall behind.

The silver light dispersed.

Sirona's Lucario appeared on the spot.

The thorns on his chest kept moving up and down due to his rapid breathing.

The messy scars on the cheek indicate that it is not in very good condition.

"The outcome has been decided."

Zheya was not surprised by this result.

Although the old Lucario's strength has declined a lot due to his age, he is still at the championship level.

Coupled with the powerful waveguide, it is not even the last.

pity.

Sirona's Lucario, as her current second main battle force, is even more powerful.

The fact that he was able to fight like he did just now was mainly due to the rich and exaggerated combat experience of old Lucario.

Both are waveguide elves, and they can also predict the opponent's next move.

The actions taken by the old Lucario are always slightly faster than Sirona's Lucario.

Don't underestimate this tiny difference.

In a battle between two champion-level elves, this is often the key to deciding the outcome.

If it weren't for old Lucario's severe lack of physical strength.

So much so that it had to use the long howl to strengthen its attacks despite the damage and weakening of the metal sound.

How long this battle will last will be a big question mark.

"Luka..."

Old Lucario was lying on the ground, feeling his exhausted body, but there was nothing strange in his heart.

As a warrior, he has long been accustomed to winning and losing outcomes.

Losing to a young and strong descendant of the same race made him feel a little joyful and happy.

Close your eyes slowly.

Old Lucario's body was gradually covered with a thin layer of white light.

Dots of starlight fly from it into the sky like dandelions.

A few seconds later.

It disappeared between heaven and earth.

The people and elves present watched this scene silently.

It is impossible to verify how old the legend of the King of Almia and the three princes is.

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If it weren't for the sudden battle, these aborigines would have been living a very comfortable life away from humans.

"Lucario, metallic sound!"

"wow——"

Accompanied by a sharp and loud noise.

Lucario put the spikes on his claws together and sent out white sound waves to attack the opponent.

"Ouch~"

Old Lucario saw this and did not take any defensive measures.

It stretched its neck and looked up to the sky and let out a long howl.

Invisible energy fluctuations enveloped the whole body.

Old Lucario's momentum suddenly increased by several levels.

Forcibly receiving the attack from the metallic sound, it panted heavily and dragged its scarred body to Lucario.

"Bang--"

His left and right hands, shining with white light, struck alternately.

Sirona's Lucario disappeared from sight almost instantly.

Only the collapsed wall behind its original location tells the story.

"Luka"

After the old Lucario finished the blow, he was unsteady and fell to one knee on the ground.

The white mist expelled from his rapid breathing made his face somewhat unclear.

"What an amazing will."

Zheya sighed unconsciously.

I would rather be hit hard than fight back with all my strength.

The fighting style of this old Lucario is like a fighting madman who doesn't care about life and death.

but.

He looked at Sirona, whose expression hadn't changed much and was still extremely cold.

The gap in strength cannot be made up by a strong will.

"Lucario, Comet Fist!"

Sirona put her left hand on her hips and waved her right hand forward vigorously.

"Luka-"

Among the rubble on the ground.

A figure wrapped in dazzling silver light rushed out at lightning speed.

Old Lucario raised his hand to resist.

"Bang--"

The next second.

Its body is embedded in the rock wall behind.

The silver light dispersed.

Sirona's Lucario appeared on the spot.

The thorns on his chest kept moving up and down due to his rapid breathing.

The messy scars on the cheek indicate that it is not in very good condition.

"The outcome has been decided."

Zheya was not surprised by this result.

Although the old Lucario's strength has declined a lot due to his age, he is still at the championship level.

The actions taken by the old Lucario are always slightly faster than Sirona's Lucario.

Don't underestimate this tiny difference.

In a battle between two champion-level elves, this is often the key to deciding the outcome.

If it weren't for old Lucario's severe lack of physical strength.

So much so that it had to use the long howl to strengthen its attacks despite the damage and weakening of the metal sound.

How long this battle will last will be a big question mark.

"Luka..."

Old Lucario was lying on the ground, feeling his exhausted body, but there was nothing strange in his heart.

As a warrior, it has long been accustomed to winning and losing outcomes. The champion level is indeed the pinnacle of ordinary elves' strength.

Even with two Fighting-type Pokémon, the scope of damage they caused was still astonishingly large.

The castle under the ice and snow was constantly trembling.

The wild elves who originally lived there dragged their families and ran out extremely quickly.

Pikachu, Fatty, Miss Lip, Ghoststone, Huela...

There is even a fire-type Nine-Tails and its two children, Six-Tails.

Who knows why they are here.

If it weren't for the sudden battle, these aborigines would have been living a very comfortable life away from humans.

"Lucario, metallic sound!"

"wow——"

Accompanied by a sharp and loud noise.

Lucario put the spikes on his claws together and sent out white sound waves to attack the opponent.

"Ouch~"

Old Lucario saw this and did not take any defensive measures.

It stretched its neck and looked up to the sky and let out a long howl.

Invisible energy fluctuations enveloped the whole body.

Old Lucario's momentum suddenly increased by several levels.

Forcibly receiving the attack from the metallic sound, it panted heavily and dragged its scarred body to Lucario.

"Bang--"

His left and right hands, shining with white light, struck alternately.

Sirona's Lucario disappeared from sight almost instantly.

Only the collapsed wall behind its original location tells the story.

"Luka"

After the old Lucario finished the blow, he was unsteady and fell to one knee on the ground.

The white mist expelled from his rapid breathing made his face somewhat unclear.

"What an amazing will."

Zheya sighed unconsciously.

I would rather be hit hard than fight back with all my strength.

The fighting style of this old Lucario is like a fighting madman who doesn't care about life and death.

but.

He looked at Sirona, whose expression hadn't changed much and was still extremely cold.

The gap in strength cannot be made up by a strong will.

"Lucario, Comet Fist!"

Sirona put her left hand on her hips and waved her right hand forward vigorously.

"Luka-"

Among the rubble on the ground.

A figure wrapped in dazzling silver light rushed out at lightning speed.

Old Lucario raised his hand to resist.

"Bang--"

The next second.

Its body is embedded in the rock wall behind.

The silver light dispersed.

Sirona's Lucario appeared on the spot.

The thorns on his chest kept moving up and down due to his rapid breathing.

The messy scars on the cheek indicate that it is not in very good condition.

"The outcome has been decided."

Zheya was not surprised by this result.

Although the old Lucario's strength has declined a lot due to his age, he is still at the championship level.

Coupled with the powerful waveguide, it is not even the last.

pity.

Sirona's Lucario, as her current second main battle force, is even more powerful.

The fact that he was able to fight like he did just now was mainly due to the rich and exaggerated combat experience of old Lucario.