Pokémon: Shiny Attractor

The game was a big success, but the game was a big success.

In the grass field, Snorlax was lying on his back, his eyes spinning in a vortex.

The referee also regained his composure amid the applause of the audience, raised the flag and announced loudly: "Snorlax has lost his ability to fight! Ditto wins!"

"It's really amazing! Wutong has brought us another surprise! Wutong's Ditto not only has the ability to transform freely, but also has become the incarnation of the legendary north wind, Suicune! Has Wutong ever met Suicune?" An extremely excited voice came from the broadcast.

Wutong sighed helplessly as he looked at Ditto, who was still in Suicune mode on the field. It seems that he needs to give these little guys in the second echelon some ideological education.

The most deadly thing is to pretend to be awesome on the battlefield.

As expected by Wutong, Ditto on the field directly turned back to the blue slime after the referee announced the result of the game.

Then he collapsed to the ground and lost consciousness.

The referee who had just put down the flag was a little embarrassed. What happened? You collapsed just after he announced the result?

"Ditto, come back." Wutong took back Ditto directly. In this way, Xiao Ming only had one Pokémon left, and Wutong himself had two Pokémon left.

Xiaoming's last Pokémon didn't need to think too much, it must be this.

"Thank you for your hard work, Snorlax, Sandslash, please!" Xiaoming happily exchanged Pokémon.

As Wutong expected, Xiaoming's last Pokémon was his absolute trump card - Sandslash.

Wutong threw the Poké Ball in his hand without hesitation.

"Rag~" The pink hunk who hadn't appeared for a long time appeared.

Use the trump card to deal with the trump card!

Seeing Wutong's choice, Xiaoming smiled brightly. Although he knew that his Silver Conference journey might end here, it did not hinder his happy mood at the moment.

Among the four people in the night tea party, Shinji, Xiaomao and Xiaoming were all influenced by Wutong.

But Xiaoming was undoubtedly the one who was most influenced, not in terms of fighting style, but in terms of personality, hobbies and even life.

Xiaoming himself knew that normally, it would be impossible for him to integrate into the circle of Wutong, Xiaomao and Shinji with his identity.

It was because after meeting Wutong, he got to know Xiaomao and Shinji, and had enough funds to travel and conduct his favorite research.

With his own Pokémon illustrated book, he also had many unforgettable memories.

Although Xiaoming always liked to joke and call Wutong boss, Wutong never looked down on Xiaoming and truly treated Xiaoming as a good friend and brother.

Now, knowing that he only had one Pokémon, Wutong did not hesitate to send Swampert directly to have an ace battle with him. This respect from his brother made Xiao Ming more motivated.

"Sure enough, the boss is the boss, Sandslash, let's fight to the last bit of strength!" Xiao Ming said after moving his wrist.

Sandslash nodded firmly and showed his claws, looking at Swampert with a fierce look.

"Be careful, I haven't participated in a formal competition with Swampert for a long time, don't be defeated too quickly." Wutong said jokingly.

"Rag~!" Swampert called out in response, bumped his fists, and looked at Sandslash with the same excitement.