Pokémon: Legendary Pokémon Simulator, Starting with Arceus

Chapter 182 Bird's Blow!

Little Bird never imagined that he, one of the Four Heavenly Kings of Cherry Blossoms, would encounter a honey trap!

He knew that they must be trying to get him onto the family's ship, and this girl was the means to seduce him!

Damn it! Why didn't you just say it directly? Why did you have to do it like this!

The little bird has never considered that someone might want to hit him or anything, but then again, as one of the top players in the region, such thoughts are to be expected.

But reality will provide the answer next; a barrage of fists rains down, giving every corner of the body a perfect massage.

And it seemed that the area of ​​attack was moving closer to a certain location, so the little bird quickly twisted its body and made a sound beyond its limit.

"Woo-woo-woo!!!"

The violent struggle reminded Xiong Meng that they were still at the entrance and could go inside.

He suppressed his anger for the time being, dragged himself inside like a dead pig, found a spot, and threw himself on the ground.

Ready for another massage.

Xiong Meng's anger was not without reason, not just because of today's events, but because he had Polygonal 2 investigate his actions in order to determine the force he should use.

Then he got angry and thought, "Damn it, this isn't a good person, or rather, it's not even human!"

During the adventure, he turned against his brother for treasure and rare Pokémon, abused his power to take money and coerce children from ordinary families, and most importantly, he even filmed it!

Sharing among various families of the same social class to obtain funds for raising Pokémon—the behavior shown in the video is utterly inhuman!

After reading today's content, Xiong Meng felt like his head was about to explode. This guy's actions reminded him of things from his past life...

A strange taste from the genes... ...It's starting to awaken!

Xiong Meng originally intended to kill him outright, since he had the ability to do so, but then he remembered that Long Guanjun already knew he was coming.

Moreover, it's really not good to kill the regional king while you're at it.

So he came up with another solution: recalling and experimenting with some fun things from his past life.

Meanwhile, the other party was also an Elite Four trainer, and he figured that the other party was at least on par with Bear, or at most a little worse.

To prevent any unforeseen circumstances, a specific plan was found through big data analysis from the very beginning. In the end, the hero saves the damsel in distress, and the damsel in distress was even perfectly calculated based on his preferences.

He even wrote the script himself, ensuring it would perfectly evoke the other person's heart, plus the white moonlight was right in front of him offering him benefits.

By employing multiple methods, the emotions are perfectly controlled, ensuring that the drone's movement is completely unpredictable.

And from the very beginning, he secretly added hallucinogenic powder, perfectly controlling the quantity and timing to ensure that nothing would be detected each day.

It could be said that Xiong Meng had made thorough preparations for success, but he just hadn't expected that this guy was a herb.

Moreover, he's the ultimate airhead.

The moment the suit is put on and secured, Xiong Meng starts a massage, specifically targeting points where muscles might feel sore.

But after he unleashed a combo, the opponent didn't budge. If it were his father, he probably would have already unleashed his power, pulled the ropes apart, and started a fight.

This guy calls himself an Elite Four Trainer? Trash! Insanely trash!

Back in reality, Xiong Meng looked at the wriggling strips of meat on the ground with the same eyes one would use to look at non-combustible garbage, and then walked over and gave them a good massage.

In particular, one of his good brothers who was standing up suffered a fatal blow. After beating Xiong Meng, he would spray medicine on him, and then continue beating him!

The intense pain rendered the bird unable to utter a single word or even a sound, and it could only cycle between unconsciousness and falling into a coma.

After spraying the pesticide again, Xiong Meng felt that his anger had not subsided. No, he had to continue.

Let's start trying something that interests us...:

He pulled out his phone and typed: "Heracross, keep an eye on Greatsword Oni. Porygon2, bring out the prepared items."

Heracross nodded and left. Polygonal 2 immediately pulled out a whole bunch of things: a solid giant mustard stick, artificial mechanical ants, and a single-point high-voltage capacitor.

In a daze, Little Bird only felt himself being lifted up, and it was a little cold down there. Hmm? What's going in?

"Roar!!!!!"

Two hours later...

Xiong Meng packed up all his things, looked at the little bird who was fast asleep with his clothes intact, nodded with satisfaction, and left.

Not long after I left, a Pikachu emerged from the sewer, and the commotion that lasted for several hours really attracted the attention of the surrounding Pokémon.

"Pikachu?" Curious, I walked over and gave it a push, then paused for a moment after seeing what it looked like.

After tilting its head in thought, it ran back to the sewer. A dozen minutes later, it returned again, this time accompanied by a flying praying mantis, albeit under the moonlight.

,:

This flying mantis has only one arm; the other side is empty.

After confirming that it was the person from his memory, Scyther remained silent, lightly slicing his neck with the tip of his blade, but ultimately did not choose to finish the job.

Instead, they tied up the bird and the sword ghost together with the other Pokémon that came and dragged them into the sewer.

When Xiong Meng returned to the hotel, it was already past four o'clock. As soon as he came out, he saw Long Guanjun sitting there playing games. After carefully examining Xiong Meng's equipment, Long Guanjun nodded.

"Is everything cleaned up? Were they thorough enough to kill anyone?"

"Everything has been taken care of. They didn't kill him; he's alive. The Greatsword Demon will wake up in about an hour."

"Is there a mistake regarding the disability?"

"No, my body is completely intact."

"Tsk, you can't do it, how can you be completely intact? Oh well, you're still young, this is for the best."

"By the way, is there any negative evidence or anything like that?"

Polygonal 2 then handed over the video USB drive, which Dragon Champion checked on his tablet. After seeing the contents, he frowned.

"I take back what I said before. Even at your age, you should be crippled."

"Go back and prepare to report to the army. I'll teach you how to handle unexpected encounters with bad guys."

"This..." Xiong Meng scratched his head, unsure of what to say.

In the end, it was Duobians2 who sent over the process, showing a series of operations such as washing intestines with wasabi, ants eating chicken, applying itching water to brothers, and baking eggs at high temperature.

Most importantly, it must be done while the patient is awake, and even while the medication is being applied.

"You should go back and go see a doctor. There are many psychologists in the military. I'll feel more at ease if you get checked out."

"I really don't think I need to come."

"Please, I'm begging you. You're the boss's darling now. If you come out and turn into a pervert, I can't handle it."

Finally, after Long Guanjun's repeated requests, Xiong Meng agreed to go back and see a psychologist. He felt that the other party wouldn't go back if he didn't tell him, so he agreed in order to get some rest as soon as possible.

At eight o'clock, someone came up to find him, but Long Guanjun stopped him and said that he was still adjusting to the new environment and that there was only one match a day, so he could play again in the afternoon.

By the way, I didn't see the little bird from yesterday.

After the time was set, Long Guanjun arranged for everyone to rest in their rooms and get ready. It was the first day and the first time, so everyone needed to be on their best!

Thanks to the champion of the Dragon Boat Race, Xiong Meng can rest until the afternoon when he goes to compete.

Sakura University is a prestigious, elite university, specifically for the children of wealthy and powerful families. This competition will be held here.

In the huge venue, thousands of students were already waiting, and the competition teams arrived soon.

On one side was the Donghuang team, led by Dragon Champion, and on the other side was the Sakura team, composed of eight students, led by the school principal.

"To be fair, there will be eight of you and eight of us. We'll be ready to go all out, whether it's one-on-one or whatever."

"Champion Dragon, please guide me this time."

The principal extended his hand, and Long Guanjun immediately turned to look at the student.

"Did you hear that? You're responsible for your own performance, whether it's a one-on-one match or whatever. Whoever plays today, come out and choose for yourself."

Xiong Meng raised his fist, stood up with an arrogant smile, and declared, "I'm number one!!"

"You little rascal, a freshman like you dares to fight for first place? You've got a big order, haven't you? You'll lose if you lose the first place." He laughed and cursed, looking at the somewhat embarrassed principal who had reached out his hand. He looked down and noticed the hand, then quickly reached out his own.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, my eyesight isn't good and I didn't see it. I hope you won't blame me."

What else could the principal say? He had already admitted his own shortcomings, so he could only force a smile and shake his head repeatedly.

"How could that be? This is normal, it's nothing to worry about."

"Haha, that's good. Young Xiong Meng, tell us your plans."

"Alright, I choose 2v2 open field battle, the opponent can choose the field." He gave the answer he had already planned.

Then he looked at the person opposite him with the eyes of someone eyeing prey.

The principal's expression changed. Giving us the venue means he looks down on us, doesn't it?

It's normal to be confident in your freshman year. But this confident kid dares to choose to fight in the wild. He'll soon find out what's scary!

"Matsushita! You'll lead the charge!"

"Hehehe, me? Okay, that's good~"

A man with dyed yellow hair and carrying various props appeared in the crowd. He took off his clothes as soon as he came out, revealing a large number of tattoos, and a samurai sword was hanging on his waist.

With a confident yet arrogant smile on his face, he walked up to Xiong Meng and compared himself to Xiong Meng, revealing a towering figure of 1.6 meters!

Despite the significant height difference, the other party remained unfazed and poked Xiong Meng's abdomen with their finger.

"Hey big oaf, you can arrange the venue yourself. I'm not going to take advantage of you like that, but I want to add one condition. Do you dare to agree?"

"When the matches start, let's change the ending mode: Pokémon vs. Pokémon, Trainers vs. Trainers."

"And trainers should also change their previous way of admitting defeat; clapping or saying it out loud doesn't count."

"We put a stone in the middle of the field and a firework on top of it; it only counts if it's ignited."

The blond-haired man raised his head with an arrogant smile, then looked directly at the chest, took two steps back, and faced the face directly.

"Hey, do you dare?"

Xiong Meng looked down at him. "Okay, but I've already promised so much, so you should promise one too: you can't stop during the competition no matter what kind of injury you cause."

The arena fell silent the moment the name was mentioned, with both Long Guanjun and the principal frowning.

Long Guanjun: No, this kid seems to be a bit stressed in this area. We need to get him checked out when we get back.

It's not that it's bad, but as someone who is being cultivated, one cannot act impulsively or have such large emotional fluctuations in many situations.

Principal: Holy crap, this kid's so arrogant and conceited in his freshman year! He doesn't even know that Matsushita is the heir to the Ittō-ryū dojo!

A near-Elite Four member trainer, and the son of one of the current Elite Four members.

To challenge Matsushita in a wild battle and offer such conditions, it seems this time there might be a disabling accident.

Give me a reminder when the time comes, so I don't have to embarrass myself when I'm about to die.

"Hahahaha! Are you sure you want to add this condition?!" Matsushita burst into laughter.

"I promise, this is absolutely the funniest joke I've ever heard in my life. If you insist, I'll agree. Let's choose a venue."

"Hurry up and make your selection, I'll go prepare the contract."

Matsushita approached the principal and said, "Help me prepare the contract, otherwise I'll have a lot of trouble finding work later."

"We've been prepared for this. Don't go all out; after all, they're here for a friendly match."

"It's alright, it's alright. The opposing champion is here, right? We'll try to stop them if we can, and if we can't, it's our own problem."

Matsushita waved his hand dismissively. Whether the other person could catch up was their own business. He had no intention of showing mercy. He was already prepared. A freshman, starting off with a disability, he was bound to have a tough time later. He would give him some money when the time came.

Haha, otherwise you'd cry if things weren't going well, right?

"Choose a simple location, give the opponent a chance, and don't kill them outright."

On the other side, Dragon Champion said, "Who is this guy? He's the son of the master of the Tenno Dojo, a guy whose fighting skills have been praised by everyone."

He only has one thing to do now: don't kill him, because crippling someone and killing someone are two different things.

Moreover, we must have a serious talk after this fight. I have a feeling that this kid is too eager to fight. No, we have to talk to him.

After signing their names, the two went on stage. Xiong Meng chose a special venue: a split-style arena.

The Pokémon are on one side, the trainers are on the other, and there are rocks in the middle. Because of the terrain division, the rocks in the middle are placed at the bottom, and the fireworks are positioned at the same level.

Matsushita saw this and gave a disdainful smile. So he was scared after all? But there's no going back to the World Tree.

"Let's begin reading the competition rules: This is a wild fighting competition; injuries and fatalities are not counted. To concede, you must light fireworks!"

"You may choose one weapon for this match. There are no restrictions on the type or quantity of Mega Pokémon. Now, both sides, please release your Pokémon!"

"Crush them! Ursaring and Scizor!"

"Heracross, Mudkip!"

Both sides' Pokémon entered the arena, and the principal outside took out a machine to scan Xiongmeng's Pokémon.

"Hercules, elite potential."

"Mophopper, Intermediate Qualification."

"Heh heh, trash, two pieces of trash!" The principal laughed loudly, his voice echoing throughout the entire competition venue.

Matsushita laughed when he heard this, "Hahaha, one elite, one intermediate, and the one in the back must be crippled!"

"You dare to take in a cripple in the middle? You Eastern Empire is truly something else! If this were in Sakura..."

There's only one outcome: to fend for themselves!

"Do you know what my Ursaring's stats are? Ursaring, Elite Four member! Scizor near Elite Four member!"

Xiong Meng ignored the other man's arrogant laughter. He couldn't understand why he was so confident. Was it just because he was a freshman?

And regarding the earlier comment about letting things fend for themselves, the other party conveyed a calm emotion, meaning that this is a normal situation here.

That's interesting, so very interesting.

Xiong Meng smiled, a silent smile.

This place, these people, are all crazy!