Pokémon Dimensional Hunter - A Visual Mishaps

Crimson gold patterns instantly covered the inner wall of the protective shield, reforging the collapsing barrier.

As the intense light faded, a twin lotus, intertwined with ice and fire, bloomed in the center of the battlefield. Zhao Xuan knelt on one knee, his ice spear embedded in the still-warm lava ground, his left arm armor covered in scorch marks; Hong Ying leaned against her half-melted spear, panting, her hair adorned with ice crystals, and white mist constantly rising from the cracks in her shoulder armor.

"Shall we continue?" Zhao Xuan wiped the ice crystals from the corner of his mouth, and the waveguide star map in his pupils lit up again. Suddenly, ice thorn vines sprouted from the frozen lava ground, wrapping around the red-tasseled combat boots.

Hongying didn't reply. The flames of rebirth ignited at the tips of her feet, melting the ice thorns as she spun around and swung her spear: "Flame Tornado!"

The shattered Vulcan gun transformed into a roaring crimson dragon, vaporizing all the ice crystals in its path and leaving a scorching trail in the air.

Instead of retreating, Zhao Xuan advanced, his ice spear spinning rapidly in his palm into a dazzling blue halo. As the crimson dragon's fangs touched the edge of the halo, the countless ice shards suddenly solidified into a mirror-like surface—it was the high-level ice-based combat technique, Thousand Prism Reflection!

"Roar!" The illusory image of the Fiery Dragon was refracted into twelve beams, which then turned and pounced on Hongying. Yan Yang, who was watching the battle, clenched his fists tightly, and the Lava Emblem appeared faintly on his forehead.

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Chapter 250 The Shy Red Tassel

"Beautiful!" Hongying smiled instead of being surprised, and formed an ancient hand seal with her hands.

A fire god emblem suddenly appeared between her brows, radiating divine light. The raging fire dragon was sucked into her body, and three pairs of fiery wings emerged from her back: "But I taught you, playing with fire will get you burned~"

"Whoosh!!" Burning Sky Wings flapped gently, and Red Tassel teleported behind Zhao Xuan.

The fist, wreathed in primordial fire, slammed towards the boy's back, but the moment it touched the ice armor, its power was reduced by seventy percent by the profound frost patterns.

"Sister Hongying also said that the same move..." Zhao Xuan suddenly transformed his palm into a blade, his icy true energy condensing into a three-foot-long green sword, "You can't use it a second time on a Saint Seiya!"

The sharp ice blade drew a perfect arc, forcing Hongying back three steps.

The two were now only a few feet apart, and firearms combat skills were no longer applicable.

Hongying didn't know what a Saint Seiya was, but at this moment, her eyes were burning with fighting spirit. She swung her spear and drove it into the ground: "Close combat? Just what I want!"

He coiled his fists around his fists, assuming a starting stance.

Zhao Xuan took a deep breath, and ice crystals condensed into fist armor on his knuckles.

Aura power flowed around them as they assumed a defensive stance. The uncooled lava and ice on the ground intertwined to form a yin-yang pattern beneath their feet.

"Firestorm - Ninefold Melody!" Hongying launched the first attack, nine fist shadows overlapping to form a crimson vortex.

"Boom! Boom!!" Zhao Xuan crossed his arms into a cross shape, and frost patterns formed seven layers of ice shield in front of him. Explosions rang out one after another. With each layer of ice shield breaking, Zhao Xuan took a half step back to dissipate the force.

As the last layer of ice shield shattered, a glint of light flashed in the boy's eyes: "My turn!"

The right fist, wrapped in a spiraling chill, thrust forward. Hongying turned her head to dodge, but the fist suddenly exploded, shooting out thirty-six ice needles.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!" Hongying spun around, unleashing her fiery cloak to shatter the ice needles, her long, slender legs slashing down like a battle axe. The instant Zhao Xuan raised his arm to block, frost suddenly spread across the ground, freezing Hongying's supporting leg for half a second.

In that split second, Zhao Xuan grabbed Hong Ying's ankle and pulled her back, his left hand conjuring an ice blade that pressed against her snow-white neck: "Sister Hong Ying, you lost..."

A sudden, scorching gust of wind from the punch whipped Zhao Xuan's hair back. Hong Ying, who had somehow broken free of her icy grip, held her burning fist half an inch from the tip of his nose: "Little Xuanxuan, don't speak too confidently~"

The two remained in a deadly pose, their exhaled white mist mingling with sparks in the air.

Suddenly, applause erupted from the sidelines. Lu Hai chuckled and said, "How about a draw? If this continues, Lao Yan's molten core crystals won't hold up."

Yan Yang glared at this and said, "Bullshit! My nuclear crystal can last for three days and three nights!"

Hongying chuckled, put down her fist, and stood up, pulling Zhao Xuan up with her hand: "Did you hear that? Master said we can fight for another three days."

Zhao Xuan brushed the ice shards off his shoulder and smiled wryly: "Sister Hongying, please spare me, I can't take any more hitting."

Although he possessed both horse and dog talismans, theoretically giving him endless stamina, Zhao Xuan simply didn't want to fight Hong Ying anymore.

"You're lying!" Hongying laughed and punched his shoulder, but stumbled half a step when she turned around.

Zhao Xuan instinctively reached out to help her up, but his expression changed drastically when he touched her burning pulse: "Sister Hongying, are you alright...?"

"It's alright!" Hongying abruptly pulled her hand away, but a suspicious blush appeared on the tips of her ears. "I can still fight."

As Hongying spoke, her fingertips lightly touched the ice blade at her neck, and suddenly a pillar of blazing fire erupted from the lava ground. As Zhao Xuan spun back, the gilded fire-patterned spear that had been driven into the ground suddenly transformed into a dragon and returned to Hongying's hand.

“Brother Zhao Xuan,” Hong Ying twirled her spear in a dazzling display, the tip drawing a trail of molten gold on the ground, “your sister hasn’t even used her Wildfire Hundred Strikes yet.”

Three pairs of fiery wings suddenly unfurled behind her, causing the temperature in the entire training ground to soar.

Zhao Xuan's pupils contracted slightly, and ice crystals spread rapidly along the lava patterns beneath his feet. Frost Qi condensed into a translucent ice halberd in his palm, with dark blue runes flowing across its blade: "Perfect, my Seven Absolute Techniques of Profound Ice also need to be tested in actual combat."

"Ding!"

The moment the spears clashed, ice and fire elements exploded into dazzling halos. Hongying's spear technique was like a wildfire, each strike accompanied by a phoenix-like cry piercing the air.

Zhao Xuan's ice halberd, however, resembled a waterfall cascading down a snowy mountain, cleaving through streams of icy coldness amidst the blazing spear shadows.

"Wildfire Style: Phoenix Nods!" Hongying suddenly leaped into the air, the tip of her spear unleashing nine golden-red flames. The flames swelled in the wind, instantly transforming into nine phoenixes with outstretched wings that swooped down.

Zhao Xuan plunged his ice halberd heavily into the ground, his hands forming the Frost Seal: "Mysterious Ice Technique - Thousand Mountains at Dusk!"

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A ring of ice waves erupted from him, countless ice spikes rose from the ground, and collided with the fire phoenix, creating a sky full of steam.

Yan Yang, who was watching the battle, stroked his chin and clicked his tongue in amazement: "Old Lu, your apprentice has really mastered the art of using ice element. That move, Thousand Mountains in the Snow, actually incorporated Aura Force?"

Lu Hai smiled without saying a word, his gaze fixed on the battlefield. Suddenly, a gilded spear tip emerged from the steam. As Zhao Xuan parried with his halberd, he noticed that Hong Ying's pupils were glowing with a molten red-gold.

"Watch out!" Hongying shouted, and ancient totems suddenly appeared on the spear. She spun around and swept the spear horizontally, and the raging fire wave burned spiderweb-like cracks on the ice surface. "Wildfire Hundred Strikes - Fiery Dragon Sweeps the Ground!"

Zhao Xuan lightly touched the ground with his toes and retreated rapidly, leaving seven afterimages of ice crystals in his wake. The flaming spear followed closely, suddenly changing its attack and thrusting upwards at the fifth afterimage.

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"Crack!!" The boy's breastplate shattered, revealing mysterious frost patterns on his skin.

"Sister Hongying," Zhao Xuan used the impact to gracefully retreat, his ice halberd vanishing like fireflies, "Did you learn this new move?"

"I figured it out last winter solstice while watching a volcanic eruption." Hongying twirled her spear, lava flowing along the patterns. "How about it? More exciting than your ice block, right?"

The two stood at the eye of the Tai Chi formation, where ice and fire intertwined. Zhao Xuan suddenly chuckled, his hands forming two long, narrow ice blades as he made a grasping motion: "Then let's try this—Dual Polar Flow: Shattered Jade Slash!"

Hongying's eyes blazed with even stronger fighting spirit, her spear swirling like a blazing wheel: "Well done!"

"Clang!!" The ice blades clashed with the musket, producing a dense metallic clang, sparks and ice shards flying around the two. Zhao Xuan's twin blades were so fast they were just afterimages, but Hong Ying always managed to intercept them accurately with the shaft of her spear.

Suddenly, the knife in the boy's left hand flew out. When Hongying turned her head to dodge, she found that the ice knife exploded in mid-air and became a chain that wrapped around the gun.

"You cheated!" Hongying cried out angrily, as Zhao Xuan's right-hand knife was already at her shoulder. However, a cunning smile suddenly appeared on the girl's lips, and the gilded spear that had been locked suddenly softened, turning into a fiery snake that rushed towards Zhao Xuan along the chains.

"All's fair in war." As Zhao Xuan dodged backward, Hongying formed intricate hand seals, chanting, "Nine Phoenixes..."

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Chapter 251 Li Xiaoyue's Dissatisfaction

"Huh!?" Before she could finish her move, she suddenly staggered and knelt on one knee. The gilded spear lost control and crashed onto the ice, sizzling white smoke as it burned.

"Sister Hongying!" Zhao Xuan instantly arrived at her side, only to see the divine fire pattern on the girl's neck flickering uncertainly.

He immediately pressed Hongying's back, and the healing light of the horse talisman shone brightly.

Yan Yang sighed from the side: "This girl's hidden injuries from forcibly breaking through the barrier haven't healed yet."

"You noticed it a long time ago?" Lu Hai stroked his beard. "Just now, with that move 'Flaming Dragon Sweeps the Ground,' the spear's momentum paused for half a beat at the Kun position."

“Same to you.” Yan Yang raised his hand to reinforce the molten metal barrier that was about to shatter. “Didn’t your kid also deliberately leave an opening? That Jade Shattering Slash should have hit Hong Ying.”

In the arena, Hongying struggled to get up: "I can still... cough cough..."

"Save your breath, '543'." Zhao Xuan rarely frowned, his fingertips brushing against her burning wrist. "There are cracks near your heart meridian, and you still dare to use Nine Phoenixes Spreading Across the Plains?"

"Mind your own business!" Hongying retorted sharply, but the tips of her ears were so red they seemed about to bleed. The cool breath from the boy's palm made her weak all over; this unfamiliar feeling of being out of control made her more panicked than if she were injured.

Lu Hai's voice rang out at the right moment: "That's enough for today. Xiao Xuan, take Hong Ying to heal her wounds."

"Who asked him to carry me!" Hongying's protest was interrupted by Zhao Xuan's horizontal carrying posture.

The boy walked towards the edge of the arena on the icy steps. A spark from the girl's hair landed on his frosty shoulder armor, exploding into a tiny rainbow.

Looking at his disciple's embarrassed and annoyed expression, Yan Yang turned to Lu Hai and said helplessly, "It's true what they say, daughters grow up and leave home."

His tone was laced with sourness, as if the cabbage he had raised had been tricked by a pig.

"Hehe..." Lu Hai chuckled upon seeing this, feeling extremely pleased. His disciple was indeed impressive, managing to win over Hongying so quickly.

As their voices faded away, all that remained of the place was a ruin beyond recognition.

……

Yanyang Manor in the capital.

Zhao Xuan used a horse talisman to heal Hongying.

After healing her injuries, he left Yanyang Manor.

Although Hongying's physical injuries had healed, her spirits had not recovered, so she went back to her room to sleep.

Since we are here by land and sea under the scorching sun, let's get together and have a few drinks.

After all, we haven't seen our old friends for so long, so of course we should have a proper get-together.

After leaving Yanyang Manor, Zhao Xuan headed to Li Xiaoyue's house.

Since I'm in the capital, I should definitely visit my relatives and friends.

Coincidentally, Li Xiaoyue was the only woman he knew in the capital.

Meanwhile, in the residential complex where Li Xiaoyue lived, she was stroking her little fire fox in her arms, listening to a woman dressed in professional attire, probably around thirty years old, complaining across the street.

As Li Xiaoyue listened to the woman speak, her delicate eyebrows unconsciously furrowed.

"Meilan, have you ever thought that Shen Lei has already done his best?"

After a while, Li Xiaoyue said something that made the complaining woman stop talking.

This woman was Xie Meilan.

As for how the two met, it was because after Li Xiaoyue broke up with Na Jun, she moved away from her original residence and rented a house in this somewhat old neighborhood.

She used to live in the dormitory, but for Fire Fox, Li Xiaoyue had to move out.

Xie Meilan was a friend she met after moving here. After all, they lived right across the street and were neighbors. Plus, they were close in age, so they became familiar with each other after living together for a while.

During this time, Xie Meilan and Shen Lei had been arguing constantly, and since the area was an old neighborhood with poor soundproofing, Li Xiaoyue could hear everything clearly.

Li Xiaoyue's words seemed to have stepped on Xie Meilan's tail, and her face turned very ugly. She said somewhat agitatedly, "Xiaoyue, you don't understand. Shen Lei is a useless person. He can't even afford to treat my mother. She is my only relative."

“He just doesn’t care about my mother. Otherwise, he would have borrowed the money even if he had to. My mother could still be saved, so why not try the new medicine?”

"If it weren't for him, my mother wouldn't have died!"

Xie Meilan's voice grew louder and louder, and she became increasingly agitated, her expression even turning somewhat ferocious.

This made Li Xiaoyue frown even more.

She disagreed with Xie Meilan's words. She had a general understanding of what Shen Lei had been doing during this period: he had used up all his savings from the past few years and was taking care of the elderly in the hospital every day after get off work by making soup.

Shen Lei can be said to have done his best as a son-in-law.

Moreover, such a son-in-law already exceeds about 90% of the population.

After all, they are not their biological parents, so to do this is quite remarkable.

Therefore, Li Xiaoyue disagreed with Xie Meilan's statement.

They were just ordinary friends, and Li Xiaoyue didn't say anything.

Seeing that Li Xiaoyue didn't speak, Xie Meilan felt a little awkward, so she said, "Xiaoyue, I have something to do, so I'll go first. Let's get together again sometime."

"Okay, sure." Li Xiaoyue smiled slightly upon hearing this, and then saw Xie Meilan out the door.

"Click!" After closing the door, Li Xiaoyue's smile faded, and she sighed helplessly, "Sigh... what a mess this is."

"Woo-mi~~ woo-mi~~" At this moment, the fire fox's voice rang out, and it even rubbed its little head against Li Xiaoyue's slender legs.

"Little Fox, do you think Xie Meilan wants a divorce?" Li Xiaoyue picked up the fire fox and asked.

He then walked to the sofa and crossed his legs.

"Woo-mi~~" Upon seeing this, the fire fox tilted its head, seemingly puzzled, unsure of its master's meaning.

"Heh~ little guy." Li Xiaoyue smiled upon seeing this, patted its little head, and muttered to herself, "I wonder how little brother Zhao Xuan is doing? He hasn't called me at all lately, has he forgotten about me?"

Li Xiaoyue's feelings towards Zhao Xuan were very complex; there was admiration, respect, and even envy.