Pokémon Dimensional Hunter - A Visual Mishaps

After all, it's not only heroes who love beautiful women; beautiful women also love heroes.

During this period, Li Xiaoyue's mood can be described as one of anxiety and uncertainty.

Leaving aside what happened to Li Xiaoyue, let's talk about Zhao Xuan's situation.

In the taxi, Zhao Xuan looked out the window at the things flowing backwards, his eyes flashing with an unreadable expression, lost in thought.

Suddenly, Zhao Xuan returned to normal, having been lost in thought, and said, "Master, stop at the park ahead."

"Okay," the driver replied immediately.

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Chapter 252 Yanmian'er

As Zhao Xuan calmed down, he heard cheers and shouts.

The roar continued as Pokémon battled in the arena.

A small fire monkey, and another with a pure white body, whose ears, limbs, and neck are orange.

It also has a pair of large ears and a pair of wide, long feet. Above its nose and on the soles of its feet, there are band-aid-like structures.

This is a baby rabbit.

Zhao Xuan recognized the little fire monkey's owner, Liu Xing, but the owner of the fire rabbit surprised him.

However, Zhao Xuan couldn't remember who it was for the time being.

Zhao Xuan was certain that it was another film or television role.

It's a little boy.

While Zhao Xuan was thinking about something, he had already gone to the stands to watch the game, and he was eating an ice pop that had somehow appeared in his hand.

"Little Fire Monkey, hurry and grab it! Grab its ears!"

Liu Xing shouted, beads of sweat glistening in the sunlight on his forehead.

His little fire monkey staggered forward, but before its paws could even touch Scorbunny's long orange ears, it was kicked in the butt with a powerful back kick.

"Flame Rabbit, jump up! Jump high!" The boy wearing a baseball cap jumped up and down excitedly, a few strands of hair sticking up from under the dark blue brim of his cap.

"Whoosh!!" The white rabbit on the field immediately jumped three meters high, but after spinning around twice in mid-air, it fell into a puddle at the edge of the field with a splash.

"Hahaha...hahaha..."

The audience burst into laughter.

Zhao Xuan leaned back in his chair, biting into an ice pop; the plastic seat was scorching hot from the sun.

This isn't a battle, it's more like a circus performance.

He squinted as he watched Scorbunny climb out of the puddle with seaweed on its head, and suddenly felt that the tuft of hair sticking up looked familiar—it looked just like a baseball boy in a certain anime who was always full of passion.

"Don't just stand there! Use, use that... Spark! Yes, Spark!" Liu Xing slapped his thigh anxiously.

The little fire monkey flicked its tail, spitting out a few sparks, one of which landed squarely on the band-aid on Scorbunny's nose. The white rabbit immediately bristled, spinning around and slapping its smoking nose.

"How can you attack a wound!" The boy in the baseball cap stomped his foot angrily. "Fire Rabbit, use a double kick! A double kick!"

But his Pokémon was busy swatting at the flames on his bangs with its front paws, and its hind leg kicked out, striking a protective net post. With a loud crash, the entire arena shook.

Zhao Xuan almost choked on his popsicle. He finally understood that these two were complete noobs, not even knowing what moves their Pokémon knew.

Scorbunny can use Quick Attack, but it insists on using a Fighting-type move; Chimchar uses Ember frequently, but eight out of ten times it burns the tip of its own tail.

"This time it has to hit!" Liu Xing suddenly struck a pose with an off-the-charts level of chuunibyou (adolescent delusions of grandeur), "Little Fire Monkey's ultimate move, Flame Wheel!"

However, his Pokémon just tilted its head blankly, and the flame on its tail hissed out.

"Now!" The boy in the baseball cap swung his arm sharply, "Fire Rabbit's Quick Attack!"

A white blur swept across the field, but suddenly came to an abrupt halt just before it was about to collide with its opponent—Chimchar was squatting on the ground licking its paws, completely unaware of the impending danger.

The two Pokémon stared at each other for five seconds.

"Cough cough cough!!" A series of coughs came from the audience, and a middle-aged man was so trying not to laugh that he kept punching the armrest of his chair.

"Go ahead and fight!" Liu Xing was so anxious he was jumping up and down, his sneakers screeching on the rubber surface. As if hearing the trainer's urging, the little chimpanzee suddenly sneezed, and a ball of orange-red flame shot straight into the sky, burning through the rope holding the scoreboard.

The burning sign slammed onto the referee's bench, startling the dozing, overweight referee who tumbled off his folding chair.

This completely threw things into chaos: staff members were running around with fire extinguishers, Saurami was chasing its own tail and spitting sparks, and Chimchar was clever enough to dart into the audience and snatch half of Zhao Xuan's popsicle.

"You little rascal, it seems you still remember me." Zhao Xuan patted its little head and said with a smile.

"Squeak~~ Squeak~~" The little fire monkey grinned, ate half a popsicle, and then jumped back into the arena.

All of this happened very quickly, before anyone could react.

The two Pokémon were already tumbling together, Chimchar grabbing Scorbunny's long ears while Scorbunny bit the tip of its tail. They rolled from one end of the field to the other, knocking over a drink stand, sending colorful straws flying into the air like a shower of petals.

"Let go! It'll catch fire!" Liu Xing and the boy in the baseball cap shouted in unison. As if in response to the trainer, flames suddenly shot up from the Chimchar's tail, and the band-aid on Scorbunny's nose began to turn red and hot.

"Fuck-"

An explosion is about to occur the instant the two fireballs collide.

"Cool-spine Dragon!"

Just then, Zhao Xuan's roar pierced through the noise. A flash of red light appeared in the audience seats, and the Frosty White Dragon Shadow burst forth, its icy blue beam of light from its tail fin precisely cleaving through the two intertwined flames.

The frozen flames exploded into tiny ice crystals in mid-air, refracting colorful light spots that fluttered down.

"Squeak!" The flame on the little fire monkey's tail instantly died down, extinguished by the frost sprayed from the tip of the cool-spine dragon's claw. The band-aid on the tip of the scorching rabbit's nose was covered with ice shards, and a snot bubble popped out of its red nose.

"Whoosh—" The Liangjiro drew an elegant arc in the air, and when its tail fin swept across the beverage stand, the splashed soda instantly froze into an ice sculpture fountain.

"Stop playing around!" Zhao Xuan said, pointing to the center of the arena with a mix of amusement and exasperation. Two Pokémon, frozen solid, were locked in a pose of pulling each other's ears. Chimchar's tail, however, was not frozen and was still swaying back and forth.

"Woo~~" The Cool-Spine Dragon let out a soft cry, and the temperature in all 543 arenas plummeted the moment its tail fin slammed into the ground. The spreading sparks condensed into tiny fireflies in the frost and mist, and the charred marks on the protective netting pillars were covered with ice crystals.

When it touched the two ice sculptures with the tip of its nose, fine cracks immediately spread like a spider web.

"Crack!"

The moment the ice shell shattered, Chimchar and Scorbunny sneezed at the same time.

The former's tail sputtered out a small, listless flame, while the latter's band-aid on its nose hissed and emitted blue smoke—but both quickly fell silent amidst the threatening growl of the Liangjianlong.

"Tie, tie!" The dusty, child referee peeked out from behind the frozen scoreboard, half a piece of frozen popcorn still stuck in his hair.

Liu Xing slumped onto the frosty ground, his sweatpants frozen to the ice: "Brother Zhao Xuan, when did you get here...?"

"Take care of your monkey brother first." Zhao Xuan picked up the little fire monkey that kept crawling into his coat. The sparks from the little guy's tail burned three black holes in the corner of his coat.

The boy in the baseball cap suddenly rushed over, ice crystals still clinging to his bangs: "My name is Liu Guobao! Big brother, let's have a match!"

The Poké Ball he was holding was covered in frost, and Scorbunny was curled up inside, pretending to be dead.

Suddenly, the Liangjilong approached and exhaled a breath of cold air, instantly freezing the boy's baseball cap into an ice helmet.

"Ah!!" This startled Liu Guobao.

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Chapter 253 Training

"Pfft—"

Zhao Xuan looked at the boy in front of him wearing an ice-shell helmet and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The Liangjirosaurus tilted its head and poked the ice shell with its tail fin. With a crisp cracking sound, a few ice shards slid down Liu Guobao's flushed cheeks and into his collar.

"Cool-spine Dragon!" Zhao Xuan hurriedly stopped the dragon cub, which was about to exhale cold air again. "You can't do that."

Liu Xing was frantically trying to pull his frozen sweatpants apart when he heard this. He looked up and complained, "It's freezing!"

He used too much force, and the sound of his trouser leg tearing was particularly clear in the quiet space.

"Pfft, hahahaha!" Liu Guobao suddenly pointed at Liu Xing and burst into laughter. His dark blue sweatpants had a heart-shaped tear, revealing long underwear with a garlic and turtle pattern printed on them.

Scorbunny slipped out of the Poké Ball at some point.

Zhao Xuan sighed, rubbing his forehead, the popsicle stick spinning rapidly between his fingers. Liang Jilong curiously approached to examine Liu Xing's long johns, its breath causing frost to form on the leaves of the garlic-headed turtle.

"Let's go, I'll treat you to popsicles," Zhao Xuan said after glancing at the time.

Then, he left with the two people and three Pokémon.

.........

On the pebble path in the park, Zhao Xuan and his two companions ate their popsicles. Liu Guobao would glance at Zhao Xuan every now and then, looking hesitant, as if he wanted to say something.

The Fire Rabbit he was holding was eating Orange Fruit from the side pocket of his backpack, the juice staining its white fur with spots.

"Liu Guobao, is there something you want to say?" Zhao Xuan could see Liu Guobao's expression clearly, so he asked.

Upon hearing this, Liu Guobao made up his mind and asked, "Brother Xuan, could you teach me how to train the Flame Rabbit?"

To be honest, Liu Guobao felt a little embarrassed by his sparring match with Liu Xing today.

"Yeah, Brother Xuan, could you teach us how to train Pokémon?" Liu Xing asked expectantly.

Zhao Xuan didn't reply immediately. Instead, he checked the time and said, "Okay, I'll teach you for an hour."

It's still early, so there's no rush to go to Li Xiaoyue's house.

……

“So,” a few minutes later, in a spacious open area, Zhao Xuan reached out and picked up the little fire monkey that was trying to climb a tree to skip out on the bill, “you guys haven’t even memorized the attribute counter chart?”

Both boys shrank back simultaneously. Liu Xing's sportswear still had ice crystals clinging to the shoulder seams, while Liu Guobao's baseball cap had been rescued by Liang Jilong and frozen into a permanently fixed shape.

"Attributes are too complicated!" Liu Guobao lifted the Flame Rabbit above his head. "Flame Rabbit and I can rely on our aura! Right? Right?"

The Saurami, lifted high, suddenly burped, and the tiny flame it exhaled precisely ignited the tip of Liu Guobao's sticking-up hair. The Coolspine Dragon flicked its tail, and an ice spike grazed the boy's earlobe, sending charred hair and ice shards scattering to the ground.

"Is this your aura?" Zhao Xuan raised an eyebrow, his fingertips lightly tapping the horn of the Liangjilong. The dragon cub understood and spewed out a rainbow-like beam of light, freezing a standard battlefield outline in the open space.

Liu Xing suddenly tugged at Zhao Xuan's sleeve, his gaze drifting to the two Fire-type Pokémon that were playfully pulling each other's ears: "Brother Zhao Xuan, actually we don't even have the same move list..."

“I guessed it.” Zhao Xuan snapped his fingers, and Liangjilong immediately used ice crystals to condense scrolling text in mid-air, “First, I’ll teach you what special combat tactics are.”

As the setting sun bathed the training ground in a honey-colored glow, shouts echoed through the woods.

"Flame Rabbit, don't gnaw on your own paws! That's for charging up flames, not for grinding your teeth!"

"Little Fire Monkey, don't breathe sparks at me! Your tail's on fire again!"

Zhao Xuan sat cross-legged on the ice crystal stands, while the Liangjilong was using its tail fin to carve an ice sculpture of two boys frantically working on it. Suddenly, a gust of wind carrying the smell of burning swept by, and he reached out and precisely pinched the scruff of the neck of one of the little fire monkeys that was trying to sneak away.

"Trying to skip special training?" Zhao Xuan shook the squeaking little guy. "Go back and train properly."

As Zhao Xuan spoke, he tossed the little fire monkey back onto the open ground.

"Brother Zhao Xuan, help!" Just then, Liu Xing's scream suddenly came from the smoke. Scorbunny was covered in out-of-control flames, chasing Chimchar all over the field. The tracks left by the two Pokémon melted and left winding scorch marks on the ice.

Just as the Rhyssoaked Dragon was about to get up, its horns were held down by the trainer. A sly glint flashed in Zhao Xuan's eyes, and he suddenly shouted, "Liu Guobao! Do you remember Scorbunny's hidden ability?"

The boy, who was trying to put out the fire and save his eyebrows, suddenly jolted. He pulled out his encyclopedia and roared, "The Free Spirit!"

The fiery wheel, about to crash into the protective ice wall, suddenly changed color. A wave of orange-red energy surged around the Fire Rabbit, and a beautiful spinning kick sent all the flames hurtling into the sky. The fiery meteors exploding in the sunset created a shower of spray, feathers mingling with melting ice water as they fell in a flurry.

"Well done!" Zhao Xuan whistled, and the Liangjilong understood and froze the mixture of ice and fire that was about to hit Liu Xing's head.

The burning feathers were sealed inside the crystal-clear ice shell, resembling a suspended glass lamp in the twilight.

Liu Xing stared blankly at his still-smoking Chimchar, when suddenly a brilliant idea struck him: "I remember Chimchar's Blaze ability!" He hastily wiped the soot off his face. "Brother Monkey, let's show them our bond!"

However, he was met with a resentful look from Chimchar—the little guy's tail was being chewed on by Scorbunny, and the two Pokémon had somehow ended up wrestling together again.

"Idiot! Is this the time to talk about this?!" Liu Guobao grabbed a bucket of water from the side of the training field and was about to splash it, but Zhao Xuan gently pressed his wrist down with an ice pop stick.

"Watch closely." Before the trainer finished speaking, the Rhyssoid had already transformed into an icy blue afterimage. With a light tap of its claws, the entangled Pokémon were gently lifted up by the soft icy mist, and amidst the swirling frost, every wound on their bodies blossomed into an icy rose.

As the two warm, fluffy balls were placed back into the boy's arms, Zhao Xuan, biting on a newly opened popsicle, mumbled, "Remember, battles are not a reason for Pokémon to be covered in wounds."

As dusk deepened, the ice crystals on the training ground began to glow with a faint blue light. Liu Guobao suddenly leaned closer mysteriously: "Brother Zhao Xuan, have you ever heard of the supernatural? I saw something like that in our neighborhood yesterday..."

"Wait!" Liu Xing suddenly jumped up, his bulging penis peeking out from the hole in his sweatpants particularly conspicuous in the moonlight. "You're not going to say it's that room that's never been lived in... [the room's name]"

“That’s right! It’s that room that no one has lived in all this time!” Liu Guobao said.