Pokémon, Ash's art style is off!

He didn't even consider that possibility.

Or rather, he never truly remembered what the Pokémon he had abandoned in the rain looked like.

Xiao Zhi seemed to understand something.

I looked at the little fire dragon and then at Dayou.

"Could he be...?"

Beside him, a younger brother who had been staring intently at the little dragon with a glint in his eye seemed to have finally unearthed something from the corner of his memory.

He tugged at Da-you's sleeve, leaned close to his ear, and whispered urgently, "..."

"Boss! Boss! Look at it...it looks like...it looks like that little fire dragon you left on this mountain before!"

"what?"

Da You then took a closer look at the strangely colored but exceptionally fierce little fire dragon in front of him.

A hint of surprise flashed across his face.

My little Charmander isn't a shiny, is it?

But this slight doubt was quickly replaced by his usual arrogance and impatience.

"Oh...it's you. What happened to you? You look terrible! And your color has changed too? But it doesn't matter,"

He spoke in a flippant tone, as if he were talking about an insignificant old object.

"I've come back to pick you up."

As he spoke, he took out the Poké Ball that belonged to Charmander again, tossed it casually in his hand, and commanded in a condescending tone.

"Come in quickly."

"..."

The little dragon remained motionless.

It looked at the ball, at Dayou's face, which was full of condescension, and at his relaxed demeanor as if nothing had happened.

The rain fell for three days and three nights, seeping into its very marrow again and again.

It turns out that he didn't even have a memory of a single rain shower.

Ash, suppressing his anger, was about to step forward when Charmander suddenly raised its front paw and blocked his way.

"Roar!"

Some things have to be done by themselves!

Watching the little fire dragon slowly approach.

Da-you said.

"Alright, stop baring your teeth there."

"Come in obediently. Follow me from now on, and maybe you'll even..."

But his response was neither a submissive bow nor a hesitant sob.

Instead, it was a blazing dragon's fury!

A bluish-white beam of energy, carrying malice, burst forth from the little fire dragon's mouth without warning, heading straight for Da You's face, which was filled with disdain!

Da You was so frightened that his arrogance instantly vanished into terror.

He let out a strange cry.

Fortunately, his quick-thinking henchman pulled him back, causing him to fall backward in an extremely awkward position, narrowly avoiding a direct hit.

Almost simultaneously, the core gem of the starfish next to it flashed.

It understands best the pain of being bound by a Poké Ball.

A water jet was fired precisely!

"Snapped!"

The Poké Ball in Da You's hand was knocked into the air and rolled into the grass.

The scorching dragon breath brushed past Da You's hair, bringing a burning pain and a burnt smell.

It then slammed heavily into a grayish-brown rock behind him.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the surface of the rock was instantly charred black.

Da-you, still shaken, got up, touched his singed hair, and then became furious.

"You shameless piece of trash!"

"I abandoned you back then because I thought you were too weak and couldn't keep up with me!"

"Now it seems you're not only weak, but also an ungrateful fool!"

"I was hoping to save some trouble and just take it back... Since you're courting death, don't blame me for being heartless!"

"Come out here! Let's teach this ungrateful traitor a lesson! Let him know who the master is!"

47. Remove armor? Remove armor!

"Mosquito Coil Frog, get them!"

"Let this piece of trash relive that feeling!"

Daiyu waved his hand with a cold smile, sending out one of the Pokémon that had easily defeated Charmander back then, and was also one of the culprits that ultimately led him to abandon this "not strong enough" Pokémon.

A mosquito coil frog that has been bred to a very high standard and has an arrogant look in its eyes.

When enemies meet, their eyes are filled with intense hatred!

The moment Charmander saw the Poliwag, even his breathing became a little heavier.

But its experience of struggling to survive on this mountain and leading a group of "problem" Pokémon has long since worn away its simple recklessness.

Cunning and forbearance are also survival rules it has learned!

The mosquito coil frog leaped forward nimbly, assuming its familiar fighting stance, its eyes filled with disdain.

It even casually beckoned with its finger.

How dare this mere defeated foe, which hasn't even evolved yet, stand before it...?

Just as Poliwag was about to say something trashy, Charmander made a move!

It does not use dragon breath or claws directly.

Instead, taking advantage of the feint forward, he swiftly scooped the ground with his right claw—

A clod of dirt mixed with gravel and wet mud was hurled at the mosquito coil frog’s face!

This is one of its signature moves—throwing!

fast!

quasi!

ruthless!

Even Ash, who was standing by ready to intervene at any moment, had to admire the proficiency of this move.

Except it was a bit gloomy.

It already resembles half of what it looks like when throwing a Poké Ball.

This represents the limit that Charmander can currently achieve.

"Yo-ho?!"

The mosquito coil frog on the other side never expected that the headstrong young man who only knew how to charge forward would use this move.

I instinctively closed my eyes and turned my head away.

But it still got smeared all over my face.

Its eyes and nostrils were instantly covered in mud and sand, making it so uncomfortable that it kept backing away, pawing wildly at its face with its paws.

It's now!

The little dragon's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and its long-suppressed hatred and anger were completely released at this moment!

It exploded with astonishing speed.

Taking advantage of the mosquito coil frog's obstructed view and wide-open entrance, I suddenly darted to its side.

A bluish energy suddenly condensed on its right claw.

Then, without any mercy, it stabbed the mosquito coil frog hard in the lower back!

Dragon Claw!

The dragon claw, imbued with rage and a will to attack, sank deep into the ground, and the mosquito coil frog let out a shrill scream.

"Yo-boo—!!"

When its vital organs were attacked, the excruciating pain caused it to instantly go limp.

He knelt down on both knees and immediately lost the ability to fight!

"Roar--!!!"

Looking at the mosquito coil frog kneeling in front of him, Charmander roared to the sky.

The howling was filled with the exhilarating release of years of pent-up frustration and the unbridled joy of avenging a great grudge!

Standing next to the mosquito coil frog, the little dragon's chest heaved violently, and flames shot up from its tail as if to set the sky ablaze!

"Waaah!"

"Cough!"

"Yuki——!"

Behind it, the group of underlings who had just been listless suddenly erupted in excited cheers and howls.