Pokémon Dimensional Hunter - A Visual Mishaps

Feature: Fire

Aptitude: Advanced Peak

Skills: Spark, Flame Jet, Dig, Fire Blast, Charge, Flame Vortex...

Looking at the Typhlosion with its high-level peak potential, Zhao Xuan thought to himself, "What a terrible owner who ruined such a great Pokémon."

Thinking of this, Zhao Xuan glanced at Ji Yangyang.

Yang Yang's performance this season is really poor.

However, Ji Yangyang had no idea what Zhao Xuan was thinking, and said directly, "Let's begin."

"The match begins!" With the mechanical voice of the electronic referee, the symphony of ice crystals and flames exploded with a deafening roar.

With a light tap of its toes, Liangjilong caused three glaciers to suddenly rise from the ice surface.

"Boom!!!"

Zhao Xuan's command was almost synchronized with the sound of ice crystals breaking through the air: "Hail Domain".

This trick was learned from Lu Hai's notebook.

Lu Hai's fighting style can be described as unique.

"Whoosh!!" In an instant, lead-gray clouds condensed above the arena, and goose-feather snowflakes carrying ice shards poured down, causing the flames on the Firestorm Beast's mane to immediately dim.

"Don't be afraid! Use the Flame Vortex to clear the way!" Ji Yangyang's voice trembled. Spiral pillars of fire rose around the Firestorm Beast, but they burst into a piercing vaporization sound the moment they touched the hail.

Amidst the rising white mist, the metallic bone spikes on the back of the Coolspine Dragon suddenly reflected seven icy blue phantoms.

Ji Yangyang's pupils suddenly contracted: "Watch out on the left!" Before he finished speaking, the real Liangjilong had already leaped out of the glacier on the right, its claws, wrapped in frost, slashing at the shoulder armor of the Firestorm Beast.

"Clang!! Clang!!" The sound of metal colliding rang out, sparks and ice shards flew everywhere, and the Firestorm Beast staggered as it plowed a ten-meter trench in the ice.

"Maintain the lava zone!" Ji Yangyang exclaimed, his collar already soaked with sweat. The Firestorm Beast roared and pounded the ground, crimson magma gushing out along the cracks, only to solidify into black basalt the instant it touched the ice—Zhao Xuan had already arranged for the Coolspine Dragon to lay a trap beneath the ice.

The Raptor hovered in mid-air, riding the icy storm, its claws crossed, the blizzard compressed into a sphere of azure light in its palms. Ji Yangyang's command was a beat too late: "Quickly use Dig..."

Too late.

The aurora beam fell like divine punishment, freezing the entire entrance to the burrow the instant the Firestorm Beast leaped into it.

A dull thud came from beneath the ice. Zhao Xuan smiled and said, "Freezing Ray, coordinates G7."

"Whoosh!!" Blue light surged from the throat of the Cold-Spine Dragon, and its breath, reaching a temperature of two hundred degrees below zero, precisely entered the ice crevice.

"boom!"

As the ice shattered, the Fiery Beast burst forth like a crimson meteor. Ji Yangyang's roar, tinged with a sob, cried out, "Big Explosion! Maximum Power!"

The incandescent fireball tore through the air, creating ripples, but the Coolspine Dragon suddenly curled up into an ice crystal spinning top—it was the mirror reflection tactic that Zhao Xuan had prepared in advance.

The instant the Flamethrower struck the ice crystals, seven refracted beams ricocheted wildly between the protective shields. Typhlosion's irises were stung by the intense light, and Ji Yangyang frantically pulled out a Poké Ball: "Come back quickly..."

The icy breath has arrived.

The moment the frigid torrent engulfed the Firestorm Beast, a piercing overload alarm sounded in the arena.

As the icy mist dissipated, the frost-covered Firestorm Beast knelt in the center of the ice pit, while the Coolspine Dragon nimbly stepped on its molten lava-covered carapace, the eerie blue light flowing between its scales illuminating Ji Yangyang's deathly pale face.

"Match over!" The electronic voice pierced the silence. "Winner: Zhao Xuan!"

Seeing this, Zhao Xuan felt a little bored. Ji Yangyang's command and impromptu responses were both terrible, and the battle ended in less than a minute.

She's not even as good as Deng Xiaoqi, that Pokémon performer.

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Chapter 235 Red-Faced Dragon

"Clap clap clap..." Just then, a clapping sound rang out, along with a somewhat unruly male voice: "Truly, heroes emerge from among the young."

Zhao Xuan turned his head and saw a man in his thirties, dressed in a casual suit, walking over.

This man was none other than Ji Yangyang's uncle, Liu Zheng.

"Uncle." Ji Yangyang saw his uncle, who had retrieved the Firestorm Beast, and said dejectedly.

"You," Liu Zheng said, looking at his nephew with a hint of helplessness.

Liu Zheng was fully aware of his nephew's potential as a trainer.

After all, he's someone I've watched grow up.

Liu Zheng offered a few words of comfort, then looked at Zhao Xuan and said with a smile, "You must be Zhao Xuan. My sister was right about you. You're a true hero among young people."

After learning that his sister had given the Z-Crystal to Zhao Xuan, Liu Zheng had looked up Zhao Xuan's information.

This is a natural-born trainer, the kind of person who's practically born to be fed by God.

"Mr. Liu is too kind," Zhao Xuan said modestly.

Looking at Zhao Xuan's calm expression, Liu Zheng nodded inwardly, thinking that this was the mindset a trainer should have.

“Brother Zhao is too modest. I have a favor to ask of you, Brother Zhao. I can offer one million.”

Liu Zheng said with a smile, not forgetting to mention the reward.

After all, he is self-aware enough not to think that others should help him just because he says so.

Zhao Xuan immediately became interested upon hearing this.

"Oh, Mr. Liu, tell me about it."

Back in school, Zhao Xuan hadn't lied to Guo Guangping. He genuinely didn't have much money, but now a million-dollar business opportunity was in front of him, and he wanted to hear about it before making a decision.

"Nothing much, I just want to have a fight with Brother Zhao." As Liu Zheng said this, a murderous aura unconsciously emanated from him, making him appear quite imposing.

This made Ji Yangyang look at his uncle in surprise and doubt. When did his uncle develop such an imposing aura?

It made him tremble with fear.

"Oh, interesting. It seems Mr. Liu is a trainer too." Zhao Xuan was very familiar with this kind of aura. Only those who have been tempered by blood and fire can possess such a chilling aura.

In other words, Liu Zheng was also someone who had fought in the secret realm.

"Heh...that's all in the past. Now I'm just a businessman." Upon hearing this, a bitter look flashed in Liu Zheng's eyes, and then he said with a smile.

"It seems that Liu Zheng also has a secret," Zhao Xuan thought to himself upon seeing this.

Although he was thinking this, Zhao Xuan still said aloud, "Then, Mr. Liu, it's a pleasure to cooperate with you."

"It's a pleasure to cooperate with you," Liu Zheng said with a smile.

Afterwards, Liu Zheng took Zhao Xuan to the largest competition area of ​​the racetrack.

Ji Yangyang also came over, wanting to see his uncle's abilities. He had never heard of his uncle being a trainer.

After the two took their positions, Liu Zheng had someone activate the energy shield.

After the energy shield completely enveloped the arena, Liu Zheng took out a Poké Ball and muttered, "Old buddy, let's stretch our muscles a bit."

After saying this, Liu Zheng threw the Poké Ball in his hand.

With a "bang," a creature that appeared to be standing upright, with many diamond-shaped structures on its body, many sharp horns, and two wings appeared.

Its head is red, and the skin on its red face is harder than rock. Its abdomen has a segmented structure, and its arms are relatively long.

This is indeed a red-faced dragon.

"Roar--!!!"

The red-faced dragon roared deafeningly as it landed, shaking the entire arena. Its spiked tail slammed into the ground, spiderweb-like cracks spreading wildly along the alloy floor, and the ear-piercing sound of metal tearing made Ji Yangyang instinctively cover his ears.

Those amber-colored vertical pupils shone with a scarlet light in the sand and dust, like two pulsating molten lava.

Liu Zheng's suit jacket hem moved without wind. The moment he raised his hand to unbutton his collar, the red-faced dragon suddenly spread its wings covered with diamond-shaped scales.

The once quiet venue was suddenly engulfed by a hurricane. Sand and gravel were swept up by the airflow and turned into sharp blades, striking the energy shield with a clanging sound.

Ji Yangyang watched all this in horror. He had never imagined that his uncle's strength was so terrifying.

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Comparing it to myself, he was just playing house.

Zhao Xuan's bangs were lifted by the heat wave.

His pupils contracted slightly as he looked at the two holes that had appeared in the rock floor near the red-faced dragon's feet.

With each breath, sparks would fly from deep within the throat of this dragon-type Pokémon.

"Crack!"

The red-faced dragon suddenly raised its forepaws, which were covered in rock armor, and its five sharp claws, gleaming with a metallic sheen, easily pierced the ground.

When it lifted up again, the rock it was hooking with its claws was crushed as easily as crushing a cookie.

Ji Yangyang, sitting in the audience, suddenly felt short of breath and realized that she had been holding her breath without noticing.

He trembled as he reached for the Poké Balls at his waist and found that all three Poké Balls were vibrating at a high frequency—this was the instinctive fear of low-level Pokémon when facing an absolutely powerful opponent.

..... .. ....

"Peak of the elite." Zhao Xuan exclaimed in surprise after checking the information on the Crimson-Faced Dragon.

This red-faced dragon can be said to have already taken a step towards the gym level.

“That’s right, this is my old buddy, he’s been stuck at the elite peak for over a decade,” Liu Zheng nodded and said.

"You want to use me to help your Red Face break through its limits and reach the Dojo level," Zhao Xuan said, realizing something.

After all, given Red-faced Dragon's appearance, he needs a formidable opponent to push him to his limits and reach the Gym Leader level.

Zhao Xuan has that much insight.

“That’s right, I won’t hide it from Brother Zhao, I do have some ideas, and I hope Brother Zhao will do his best.” Liu Zheng did not deny it and said directly.

That's his real purpose; otherwise, he wouldn't be stupid enough to offer a million for each fight.

Reddra is his starter Pokémon. Once he reaches the Gym Leader level, he can finally do the things he regretted before.

Thinking of the dirty words he used to hear, Liu Zheng's hands unconsciously tightened.

“Then I will grant Mr. Liu’s request.” Zhao Xuan gave Liu Zheng a deep look, took out a Poké Ball from the storage box, and tossed it into the air.

"Bang" sound.

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Chapter 236 Poison Baby VS Red-Faced Dragon

With a loud "bang," the Poké Ball suddenly burst open, releasing a cloud of purple mist.

"Gurgle!!" The thick poisonous cloud surged and expanded like a living thing, instantly enveloping half of the arena. Ji Yangyang was horrified to discover that the inner wall of the protective shield was emitting a sizzling corrosion sound, and the falling purple crystals were etching honeycomb-like holes into the alloy floor.

"Poison—"

A clear, ethereal cry pierced the poisonous mist, and a dark purple figure cut through the miasma.

Poison Baby hovered in mid-air, the poison needles on its crown emitting a chilling purple light, and liquid poison beads condensed into a dazzling vortex at the tip of its tail needle.

Liu Zheng's pupils dilated violently, and the corner of his suit jacket was corroded by the toxic fog, creating a hole.

"What terrifying venom!"

The red-faced dragon couldn't help but take a step back.

"This...this is..." Ji Yangyang gripped the railing tightly; he had never seen such a terrifying toxic field. Poison Baby spun around merrily, its passage creating eerie purple "527" poisonous mist, even condensing a highly toxic iridescent light in the air.

Ji Yangyang's heart was churning with turbulent emotions. If Zhao Xuan had used this Pokémon just now, he probably would have lost without even having to fight.

Regardless of what Ji Yangyang was thinking, at this moment, Liu Zheng took out a mask and put it on.

If he doesn't wear it, he might not even need an injection; he'll just get poisoned and have to go to the hospital.

He only inhaled a little bit and already felt a bit dizzy.

Zhao Xuan, on the other hand, was unaffected. After all, he possessed twelve talismans, so how could he possibly be poisoned?

"Then, Mr. Liu, I'll let you have a go first," Zhao Xuan said with a slight smile.

Now his Poison Baby has also reached the peak of elite level, which can be said to be the same as the strength of the Red-Faced Dragon.