Pokémon: Legendary Pokémon Simulator, Starting with Arceus

Chapter 183 Which Dislocation Technique is the Best? Donghuang Hada Seeks Xiong Meng

"Both sides, get ready, the match is about to begin!"

He silently took out special fiber gloves, put them on, and stared blankly at the other person with tense muscles.

"Gloves? Fight me bare-handed?" Matsushita was laughing so hard he couldn't speak. How could there be such a kind person?

To make others look bad, you have to use certain methods, but that won't work. You have to give them extra money as compensation later.

Leaving aside the trainers' overconfidence, the Pokémon themselves were probably cursing, especially Ursaring, Panasonic's main Pokémon.

As an elite veteran of the Eastern Empire, he looked at Heracross, who was full of flaws but he just couldn't bring himself to strike.

Cold sweat broke out on my forehead.

But guys, you might be under a lot of pressure today.

"Hey bro, we don't like that blond guy, can you go easy on him later?"

The Scizor nodded silently in agreement.

"Hera?" Why?

This was the first time Heracross had encountered a Pokémon like this. Usually, the Pokémon it encountered required either fighting with all its might or going all out. This was the first time it had encountered a Pokémon like this.

Circle Bear sighed and began to recount the story.

This requires first discussing the basic national conditions in Japan, where the principle of qualification is followed: qualification is everything, and those without qualification are just trash.

Beginner, Intermediate, Advanced, Elite, Aspiring King, King, Aspiring Champion, Champion.

A set of aptitude classifications that have been passed down and used divides the Pokémon world. At the same time, breeding rooms are occupied by families and other groups. Families with some strength and money will monopolize the rooms with high aptitude, while the rooms with poor aptitude will be thrown down.

The elite are invisible to ordinary people; the mainstream of ordinary people is below the elite.

What should an ordinary person do if they encounter a tall tree in the wild? Hide, that's all they can do, because once it's known, someone will come to "communicate" with them.

"Hera~" You seem to know very well. With your high talent, you thought you wouldn't care.

Circle Bear chuckled to himself. How did he know? Because he had been communicated with.

He was originally a bear cub living in the wild. He met his former trainer, an ordinary person, while playing. Perhaps the trainer was attracted to his talent, but they got along very well.

Until one time after a competition, someone found the trainer. He didn't know what the two talked about afterward, he only knew that he changed trainers that day.

As he left, he saw the other person's reluctance and satisfaction. That day he was a high-level expert, now he is a near-heavenly king, and he understands everything he didn't understand before.

"Roar~" Pokémon from the East, I've heard of your place.

Ursaring's eyes were filled with envy. He had heard from his seagull-type Pokémon friends who had come from afar that there was a country on the other side of the sea, a country that Pokémon dreamed of.

If, if one day we could really get there, even just to see it would be a wonderful thing.

"Chihera~"

Hercules remained silent. It was the first time he had ever seen another region like this. He wanted to say that people could go anywhere they wanted, but then he thought about the system here.

How can someone who can "communicate" with another Pokémon trainer have any freedom, and how can they possibly let that person go to a better place to see the world?

"Hey~" How do you handle disabled Pokémon over there?

The scyther, which had been silent and had a blank look in its eyes, finally spoke, asking a question that puzzled Heracross, but it still told him everything.

If the problem is present at birth, a professional will examine the child, locate the problem, and provide treatment.

If it's an acquired problem, we'll do our best to treat it. If that doesn't work, we'll see what the trainer decides. In Donghuang, there are also corresponding disability certificates and jobs for people with disabilities. Whether it's retirement or work, there are arrangements.

"Just?" Is it only those with good aptitude who can do this?

"Hera~"

No, it's all Pokémon, even those not hatched in the breeding center. We'll take care of any Pokémon that comes to us.

Moreover, we don't have the concept of qualifications where we're from; we treat all Pokémon the same way, Heracross said, pointing at Mudkip.

During Mudkip's time, it was considered a level one cripple; in our area, we called it a "special Pokémon." When using moves, its body couldn't move, and it couldn't use many moves at once, otherwise it would be very difficult.

It was cared for by someone from birth, and later, with the help of a trainer's guidance and training, it got better.

The scyther and the bear-like creature stared at the Mudkip in disbelief. With its disability and poor aptitude, it should have been released back into the wild...

"Heh~" May I ask if you know how to get a Pokémon to the East, even just to catch it?

Heracross was stunned for a moment, hesitated, and then shook his head. He didn't know; that was a question for the trainer.

Seeing the other's hesitation, Scizor's eyes gleamed. "Could you perhaps speak to your trainer and arrange to meet tonight?"

"Please, I beg you!" the Scizor pleaded, about to kneel down, but was stopped by Ursaring.

"Roar!" You won't get away with this here, or you'll be in big trouble when you get back!

"Hera." What do you want to say first?

I know a group of disabled Pokémon players and I'd like to ask for help for them.

I can only promise to talk to the trainer, but the specifics will depend on the trainer's decision. How should I contact them?

{A disabled Pokémon will come to you at night; just follow it. However, you might have to go through dirty places like sewers.}

Seeing the other person's worried expression, Heracross waved his hand, saying it was nothing serious.

His current concern is whether taking on these tasks will affect the trainers; that's the real issue.

"Both sides, get ready, the match is about to begin!"

Upon hearing the referee's words, both sides stopped chatting and prepared for the situation.

Well, only Heracross and Mudkip were prepared, while Ursaring and Scizor on the other side seemed completely unconcerned.

"The match begins!!!"

"Roar!!!" Just have a little fight along the way! Try to keep the odds even!

Circle Bear was the first to attack, saying something rather inappropriate.

"Hera!" Alright!

Despite saying this, Heracross remained cautious, wary that it might be a psychological tactic by the other side.

But that was clearly an overreaction. Ursaring and Scizor are seasoned veterans, unleashing a variety of flashy moves, but they either do no damage or just hit the ground.

It's a build where the output is 100%, the special effects account for 60%, the terrain for 30%, the self takes 10% of the reflected damage, and the opponent takes no damage.

The other side is putting in so much effort, but they're not going to be outdone. It's just acting, right? Their Donghuang side is just as good!

The two Pokémon exchanged a glance, and various visual effects began to take effect. First, Heracross unleashed a barrage of single-target power moves at the opponent, but each time it only hit the side of the field.

Each time, it left a huge crater, making the opponent sweat profusely. No, this one will finish them off in one hit. Mudkip didn't hold back either, using Rain Dance to cover the trainer's field next to it, and then firing Water Pulse and Hydro Pump wildly, but it kept missing. I don't know why.

Watching the fierce fight raging around him, Matsushita wiped the rain off his face and a cruel smile appeared on his lips.

"They've already started over there, let's start too!" He pulled out his katana and charged towards Xiong Meng.

"Hahaha!! Today I'm going to chop off my hand! Don't worry! I'll make it up to you!!"

Xiong Meng watched expressionlessly as the other person rushed towards him, raised his katana high, and swung it down, his expression twisted with excitement.

He raised his hand, "Bang!~~"

The sound of steel clashing echoed in the air. Matsushita looked at his unharmed hand in disbelief and tried to pull it out... but it didn't budge!

Unable to pull himself out, he raised his leg and swept it horizontally, but...

"Click!"

"ah!!!!!"

With a crisp crack of bone, Matsushita's raised leg lay on the ground in a strange position, emitting a howl like a dead pig.

"Damn it~"

He used his right hand to grab his left wrist and pulled it off, then switched hands and did the same thing, causing the sword to fall to the ground.

"Ah!!! I surrender..." Matsushita felt his hands suddenly lose control, and his mouth instinctively opened to surrender.

Before he could finish speaking, a gloved iron fist slammed into his mouth, "!!"

The powerful impact caused half of his teeth to burst open and sent Matsushita flying backward, but just as he was flying, a hand grabbed his collar.

Under Matsushita's horrified gaze, Xiong Meng's large face approached. At that moment, his smiling appearance seemed like a demon approaching. He wanted to howl, but his mouth was grabbed.

"Meow!!!" Its pupils were filled with fear and pleading, and it wanted to shake its head and beg for mercy, but it couldn't move.

Xiong Meng slowly leaned closer to his ear, "Weren't you going to cripple me? You came here with that in mind~"

Just moments ago he was so domineering, but now he's in such a sorry state. Continuous blows and broken, dislocated joints—Xiong Meng is giving a live demonstration of what cruelty truly means.

Most importantly, the practitioners showed no fear or hesitation, only a sense of exhilaration in their eyes.

Calm, stable, as if that's how it should be.

The principal was the first to react, his expression changing as he prepared to go up and stop them.

Long Guanjun blocked his way. "What are you doing? The contract is still in effect. It's not over until the fireworks explode. As expected of the Sakura Samurai, your will is strong. You don't even have the intention of admitting defeat. I admire you."

Long Guanjun was so impressed that he started to applaud. Such willpower was remarkable even in Donghuang. He remained silent like this!

Yes, absolutely!

"Hmph, I concede defeat on behalf of Matsushita!"

"Hey, hey, hey, no, no, you can't just admit defeat like that? Was the previous contract fake?"

Just kidding, you think you can stop whenever you want? Look at these freshmen here, they do whatever they want, and then when something happens, they just wash their hands of it. They're dreaming.

"This... what does Champion Long say we should do to stop it?"

The principal looked at Matsushita, who had turned into a ball shape on top, and asked with a dark face.

"What are you talking about? I have no idea! Hey! Why did that kid put his mouth there? His pants are all yellowed and he's still leaning over there. Isn't he just letting people eat and drink for free?!"

"Don't bother me while I'm watching the match results, damn it! What's that kid doing shoving his scabbard back in there?! Is this how you're supposed to behave during a match?!"

"Haha, don't mind it. I'll comfort you properly when I get back... and tell you how you could be so disrespectful."

The battle scenes are violent and explicit, very addictive to watch, even Dragon Champion got itchy fingers... Nostalgic for the old days.

I had similar wonderful experiences when I was exploring the wilderness in other regions back in the day. So many years have passed in the blink of an eye. I miss those days.

Seeing that the situation was spiraling out of control, the principal's expression turned serious. "Team leader of the Donghuang champions, make them stop immediately!"

"Where is this? It's the best prestigious university in Sakura. There are many students around here, and the participants in the competition are the strongest young people in Sakura."

"We invited you for a friendly match in good faith, and this is how you treat it?!"

Several serious accusations were leveled against Long Guanjun, leaving him speechless, just as the principal was about to back down.

The other person slowly walked up to him, looking down at him with a mocking gaze.

"Heh, still as hypocritical as ever. I will report your words from just now and your words from the previous competition to the authorities. Someone will be able to point out which side is wrong."

"But I want to remind you that if you were wrong from the beginning, we will take appropriate measures."

Are you kidding me? Trying to threaten me? Or is it the Dangerous Eastern Empire? You think you can get away with not getting angry?

A weak nation has no diplomacy, old man. Have you isolated yourself from information because you've always been so closed off?

"You!! Humph!" In the end, the principal didn't say anything.

What else can be said after all this? If he weren't just a Champion Trainer and in the wrong, I would have shown him what cruelty is!

As for now, he doesn't need to worry too much, since no one has died yet.

It doesn't matter since the other party already knows; the point is to shift the blame.

The fight on the field didn't last long. They had already had their fun last night, and since they didn't know exactly what the other person had done, they stopped after about an hour.

Take the firework and put it in the other person's hand, watching them use their body's rebound to set it off.

"Puff~"

"Match ended! Donghuang player has won!"

"Quickly! Medical personnel, come here!!"

As soon as the match ended, the medical staff who had been prepared rushed over and carried the languid Matsushita athlete away for treatment.

Xiong Meng stretched and stepped down. "I'm back. I haven't failed my mission."

The others circled around him, saying, "We never realized you were so ruthless. You're really brutal."

"Indeed, this is the first time I've discovered something new in this area. It's strange, really."

"But that's easy to talk about. Junior Xiong Meng, how did you manage to make the other guy go limp?"

Curious, the crowd gathered around. That limp thing looked useful, and it would be satisfying to watch people hit with it.

They all wanted to learn it; they might be able to use it later on their adventures to fight their enemies.

"That's what 'getting rid of white hair' means. If you want to learn, I'll send you the materials when I get back. You can practice during the competition these days."

Everyone nodded in agreement. "This is good, this is good."

"Ahem, what are you doing? You can't just do that down there."

Long Guanjun walked over to interrupt and then reminded him, "That blond guy brought it on himself. If the other party hadn't said any of this later, you shouldn't have hit him so hard. Everyone be careful."

While it can be really fun, you should still be careful and avoid giving anyone leverage against you.

Today's match is over, and everyone went to the boss's place for a meal and to report on the results, which made the boss very excited.

Xiong Meng also received three large pieces of meat as a reward. After eating, Long Guanjun led the team to the mall for a stroll. Various items were on sale, and they went on another shopping spree.