Pokémon, I summon my fists to attack you

Even if it is attacked from both sides, Pogaman can still be invincible in the world!

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Under Xiaoguang's admiring gaze, Pogaman slowly stood up despite the attack, and with another root wave, he defeated the god!

The frightened deer, who was clearing obstacles for his brother who wanted revenge, seemed to be burned by a branding iron and hurriedly retracted his horns.

You are such a warrior. How dare you think of this? Aren't you afraid that the God of Creation will take away all your luck?

It looked pious.

Great Arceus, everything just now was done by that little penguin, it has nothing to do with it at all, it had no part in it at all.

Looking at the frightened deer galloping towards us.

Xiaoguang's face turned pale. He resolutely threw away his bicycle, held the dancing and giggling Pogaman tightly in his arms, closed his eyes tightly, and waited for the judgment of fate.

"boom!!"

There was a loud noise.

Xiaoguang's body trembled and his eyelashes quivered, but the pain he had imagined did not come.

She slowly opened her eyes.

A slightly silly face, a baseball cap, and a Pikachu full of energy.

"Finally, someone is here." "Pickup truck."

The person in front of him spoke, and the electric mouse nodded.

"Oi~" Xiaozhi waved his hands in front of Xiaoguang, who looked dumbfounded. "Do you know how to get out?"

The dizzy fawn shook its head and stood up.

What happened just now? I felt like I hit a big rock...

Seeing that there was another person in front of him, he even ignored the whispers he was talking to.

"Guuuu~!"

The frightened deer's eyes turned red and it charged forward again.

Looking at the frighteningly approaching frightened deer, Xiaoguang hurriedly shouted to be careful.

Xiaozhi didn't even turn his head.

His iron will didn't move, indicating that it was only that level of strength!

"Peng!"

There was a muffled sound, and Xiaozhi's body didn't even move.

The frightened deer was thrown out by the huge recoil force, hit the tree trunk and fainted.

“Guwu~!” “Guwu~!” “Guwu~!”

Before Xiaoguang could even exclaim in amazement, the deer herd erupted in chaos. How dare they attack one of their own in front of them?!

Don’t worry about whether they took action or not, their people have fainted!

How bold!

They roared one after another and surrounded Xiaozhi and Xiaoguang.

"It's over, it's over! You angered them by saving me!"

Xiaoguang's face turned pale as he clutched Xiaozhi's clothes. In this situation, even if they combined themselves with the car, they couldn't break out! Let alone two people!

"I know you're anxious, but don't worry." Pulling Xiaoguang's hand away, Xiaozhi stood up confidently. "I, the negotiation leader Xiaozhi, can make them bow down to me with just a few words!"

After all, he has the secret book given by his master!

Xiaozhi put his hands on his hips, gathered his energy into his dantian, and roared to the sky.

"Master, Kona!"

The deer were startled.

Sure enough! Master was right, her reputation works everywhere!

Seeing this, Xiaozhi raised his voice again.

"Master, Kona!!"

The deer even took a step back under his momentum!

"Master, Kona!!!"

The deer looked at each other.

[Who is Kona?] [I've never heard of him...] [Is there anyone with that name in our tribe?] [I don't think so...]

Realizing they had been tricked, the frightened deer roared angrily and gathered around again.

"It's over! Now you look even angrier!"

Xiaoguang looked at the bicycle beside him. If they took advantage of the chaos, maybe both of them could get out!

"That shouldn't be the case... Master clearly said that everyone would give her face..."

Xiaozhi shook his head and looked at the double horns that were all lit up around him, his thoughts diverging.

Not giving Kona face = slapping Kona in the face.

I am Kona's apprentice, so outside, I am Kona.

Goodness me! They're not giving Kona any face! They're clearly here to slap my Xiaozhi in the face!

"How dare you! How dare you!" Xiaozhi roared loudly after figuring it out, "Pikachu!"

"Pickup!"

exist!

Pikachu jumped in front of Ash.

"Negotiation failed! Prepare for battle!"

"Pickup truck---"

Xiaoguang looked reluctant and asked, "What can a Pikachu do?"

It's a struggle to defeat a Scarlet Deer, and I was just about to pull Xiaozhi away.

Xiaoguang's eyes suddenly lit up.

"----mound!"

A dazzling golden lightning flashed through the fog, instantly illuminating the entire forest!

185. The one who descended from heaven cannot defeat the green plum?

"Zi! Zhi! Zhi!"

One hundred thousand volts of electricity raged wildly in the air, making a sharp sound.

Looking directly at such a dazzling light, Xiaoguang's eyes felt a sharp pain and tears flowed out involuntarily.

Driven by instinct, she subconsciously raised her hands, blocked them in front of her, and closed her eyes tightly.

After a moment, the harsh sound slowly disappeared and the electric current gradually subsided.

Xiaoguang, with tears streaming down her face, tentatively opened her eyes.

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The originally lush green ground was now covered with charred marks caused by the electric current.

The surrounding trees were cut in half.

The ferocious frightened deer were now lying on the ground in a mess, their burnt hair emitting a pungent smell, and they had all lost their ability to fight.

"This...!" Xiaoguang looked around, his voice trembling. He raised his hand and wiped the tears from his face with his sleeve, and opened his eyes wide, "I...!"

Hearing the disbelief in Hikaru's tone, Pikachu casually swung his hands and unconsciously put them behind his back.

On this day, after being beaten for several months, it finally returned to the long-lost realm of the emperor!

"Pickup."

Pikachu said calmly, raising his head slightly.

They are just some small fry. The rat king can destroy them with a flick of his hand. They are nothing.

It turned its back to Xiaoguang, leaving her with only a domineering and eternal figure.

"My...my bike!!"

Under the emperor's frozen gaze, the girl cried out in pain and staggered towards the charred wreckage beside her.

Seeing that the bicycle that had accompanied her since she was six years old and had been there for ten years was now only a pile of charcoal-black metal frames, Xiaoguang's arms subconsciously tightened.

"bicycle!"

"Poga..."

A cry of pain was heard.

Only then did Xiaoguang realize that the Pogamon in his arms was also affected by the battle, with a charred face. Although not as serious as the Frighthorn Deer, black gas was constantly coming out of its mouth.

After a quick glance downwards, Xiaoguang turned his gaze back to the pile of bicycle wreckage.

"My bicycle!"

Putting down Pogaman, Xiaoguang carefully picked up the pile of wreckage with trembling hands.

"Huh~"

A breeze blew by, and the bicycle in Xiaoguang's hand instantly turned into ashes and drifted away with the wind.

The bicycle, which had already become a part of her, vanished into thin air in an instant!

“No~!!!!”

Xiaozhi stood aside and looked at Pikachu with disdain.

It would have been fine if it was just an ordinary fight, why did he have to make it so fancy?

Now it's good, it makes people cry.

The emperor's body became even stiffer.

indeed.

It was just thinking about showing the power of 100,000 volts, and secretly increased the brightness of the skill.

Want to show off in front of good people.

But who would pay attention to whether there are bicycles around when driving at full speed?

Only bicycles?

Xiaozhi raised his eyebrows and looked at the burnt-faced Pogona beside him.

"Pickup!"

Pikachu shook his head fiercely.

It's none of its business!

His electric current clearly avoided the girl and it.

The electric current that hit its mouth was definitely controlled by someone else!

......

Looking at Xiaoguang kneeling on the ground with tears streaming down her face, Pogaman, who was left behind, puffed up his cheeks angrily.

It felt neglected.

They had just gone through a lot of danger together.

Is this kind of friendship that shares life and death not as good as a mere bicycle?

Shouldn't I, the one who dropped from heaven, beat up the bicycle of the one who grew up with me?