Pokémon: Hard work pays off, moves can be upgraded infinitely.

Battlefield No. 7, rest area.

"Bobo? Brother Yun, this is a classic case of a house bug paired with a house bird."

Upon seeing Bobo, Liu Jianhao sighed inwardly.

I wonder if Yun Ge's Pidgey can have half the power of that Beedrill.

"Popeye? Isn't Xiaoyun's starter Pokémon Weedle?"

After Song Xiaomeng returned home, Song Fu told her about Mu Yun's initial spirit.

Logically, Mu Yun should have sent out a giant bee at this moment, so where did this Bobo come from?

Did you buy a Pokémon egg?

No, Xiaoyun's family doesn't have that much money.

Did they just pick it up randomly in the neighborhood?

That's unlikely. Wild Bobo caterpillars in the neighborhood are almost like green caterpillars in the forest—low-quality and lacking in spirit. They're only good as pets.

Why don't we talk to Dad and ask him to give Xiaoyun an advance on her dowry? We'll have to give it to him sooner or later anyway.

Song Fu: ? ? ?

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Inside the battlefield.

Unaware of Liu Jianhao and Song Xiaomeng's plans, Mu Yun was now looking at his opponent with a serious expression.

Even though you feel confident of victory, you still need to go all out, like a lion hunting a rabbit. Carelessness can lead to defeat, as can negligence can lead to loss.

"Both Pokémon are in position. Beep beep - Match begins!!"

"Namikaze, use Rising Wind!"

The moment the referee's voice fell, Mu Yun immediately spoke up.

At the same time, his opponent, the young man, also spoke up: "Use growth first, then find an opportunity to spray the dissolving liquid!"

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[Growth: A Normal-type move that raises the user's Special Attack and Attack stats; the effect is doubled under Sunny Day.]

[Dissolving Liquid: A Poison-type move that sprays strong acid at the opponent, with a 10% chance to lower the opponent's Special Defense.]

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"That's it!!"

As the little yellow bean-shaped eye of the Oddish closed, streams of general-attribute energy flowed through the green leaves on its head, gradually spreading throughout its body.

However, before a third of the process had been completed, a strong gust of wind swept over them.

The wind covered a wide area, creating a gale that swept across almost half of the area, and the force of the gale over such a wide area was also very strong.

The wind blew the green leaves on the walking grass head upside down, and her little face was wrinkled by the wind. She had to lean forward with all her might to barely keep her balance.

However, because they had to do everything they could to resist the gale, the growth technique they had just used failed completely.

"Namikaze, keep using the Wind Rising technique, don't give your opponent any breathing room!"

Seeing the pathetic grass struggling to cope with the gale, Mu Yun decisively abandoned his mobile attack strategy of taking advantage of the situation to launch a collision.

His original plan was to first use the wind to harass the enemy, and then use the acceleration from the impact to maneuver around.

If the opponent uses poison powder, use the wind to blow it away.

But now it seems completely unnecessary.

The 150% increase in move speed allows Namikaze to initiate attacks faster and gain the upper hand immediately.

In low-level battles, especially among normal-level Pokémon, the outcome is basically predetermined once the upper hand is gained.

After all, Pokémon at this level only know a few moves, lack tactics, and have insufficient experience. They're fine when they're ahead, but when they're behind, it's basically a slow death.

As expected, with the relentless attacks of the whirlwind, Oddish quickly ran out of stamina, and no matter how much the trainer shouted, it was powerless to turn the tide.

"Beep-- Oddish is unable to fight. The winner is the red team, Mr. Muyun!"

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[Ding! Popo (9) defeated Oddish (14). Permanent Quest 1: Battle Completed. The opponent's level was detected to be higher than yours. Congratulations, host, your reward has been doubled! You have received 20 points!]

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With the electronic referee and system notification sounds, a battle with no clear winner came to an end.

Back in the rest area, Liu Jianhao looked at her with an expression that seemed to say, "Your boobs seem a bit unscientific." She returned to her seat.

"Brother Yun, I think there's something wrong with your boobs!" Liu Jianhao said.

"Something's not right?"

"It just felt like the wind was blowing quite fast, and the area seemed quite large," Liu Jianhao said, recalling the large cloud of dust that rose from the field.

"That's how it is when you get skilled. You've never raised a Bobo, so you don't know. It's actually quite normal," Mu Yun said, spouting nonsense with a straight face.

"Really?"

Liu Jianhao felt that it wasn't that simple, but after thinking about it, the Wind Rising move seemed to have nothing special about it except for its faster release speed and larger range.

At least, it's much more normal than a bee.

"Xiaoyun, your Bobo has great talent. You're very proficient with the Wind skill. I guess you're very talented in flying-type moves. If your aptitude is also high, you should nurture it well and not let your talent go to waste," Song Xiaomeng praised from the side.

"Don't worry, I will definitely train these little guys well." Mu Yun touched the two Poké Balls at his waist and said with a smile.

"Brother Yun, do you want to keep playing, or go straight to the gym?" Liu Jianhao asked.

After the two matches, his Pokémon needed a rest, so he took the opportunity to work out and try to build up his muscles.

"Gym?"

Upon hearing this word, Song Xiaomeng seemed to have thought of something and secretly glanced at Mu Yun's arm.

No wonder she's gotten so much better in shape, she's been secretly working out!

That's good, boys are stronger, so they can grasp the knowledge better, hehe~~

"Wait a minute, Xiaomeng and I will have a match first, so we can experience the battle style of Psychic-type Pokémon firsthand," Mu Yun said. "If you're in a hurry, you can go ahead, I'll be right there."

"Why am I in such a hurry? You two fight. Psychic-type Pokémon are rare. I'll take this opportunity to see what this Psychic-type Pokémon, which is so popular, is all about." Liu Jianhao waved his hand.

Psychic-type Pokémon are loved by many trainers for their superior intelligence (for some Pokémon), their invisible yet powerful moves, and their extremely high appearance (for some Pokémon).

Gardevoir, Gallade, Alakazam, and Brimwyn, in particular, have consistently occupied the top 20 spots on the list of characters that combine good looks and strength.

It's not that the other Pokémon are bad in appearance or strength, it's just that there are too few Psychic-type Pokémon.

After all, most people tend to have a very positive view of things they don't have.

"Okay, let's go, Xiaomeng, let's make an appointment at the machine shop," Muyun said.

"What do you mean by 'arrange'? That sounds awful. This is called 'challenge,' an invitation to a duel!" Song Xiaomeng corrected her inexplicably.

Isn't that still a date?

Mu Yun remained silent; of course, he didn't say those words.

There are outsiders present, so let's give Xiaomeng some face to avoid her suddenly turning evil.

That said, aren't all Psychic-type trainers a bit mentally unstable? Shouldn't strange things like dark, yandere types, which are only meant to be admired from afar, only exist in the world of anime and manga?

Let's go!

Song Xiaomeng naturally took Mu Yun's arm, then suddenly turned around and, under Liu Jianhao's strange gaze, raised her little head.

Liu Jianhao: Showing off your love?

How infuriating! Why is Yun always surrounded by women, while I'm surrounded by men? God, please open your eyes and look at me...

With my stunning looks, how can you bear to see me stay single forever?!

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Meanwhile, Mu Yun and his companion, unaware of Liu Jianhao's inner grief and anger, successfully completed their appointment at the nearest machine.

Coincidentally, it was still at venue number 7, and the seventeenth game was about three games away from their turn.

"Xiaoyun".

On the way back to Field 7, Song Xiaomeng tightened her body and pressed Mu Yun's entire arm against her chest.

The soft touch is both distinct and warm, especially in the light summer clothing.

Mu Yun tried to pull, but found that the tighter he pulled, the more he struggled, so he stopped. He glanced at Song Xiaomeng, whose ear tips were slightly red and glistening, and asked.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just felt like it had been a long time since I'd seen you, so I wanted to call out to you a few more times."

"Why does it sound like you're teasing a dog?"

"Hey, what do you mean by 'dog'? I won't allow you to talk about yourself like that!"

"Suckling sound~~"

Snapped! !

Song Xiaomeng released her grip, giving Mu Yun a light slap on the back. The blush on her face vanished, leaving only a standard, emotionless smile: "Little Yun, you've gotten much bolder in the past few months~~ Do you want me to lie down and wag my tail at you~~"

"really?"

Mu Yun stretched his arms, feigning surprise.

Baton!

His response was the sound of a Poké Ball opening.

"Little Sun, let's fly a kite!"