Pokémon, Ash's art style is off!

That mere Dragonite, a Dragonite accessory, actually managed to preemptively attack Ash!

"...but they are all very basic things."

Xiao Zhi continued.

Shiba's expression instantly softened.

"Basic?"

"Yeah, it's just some basic theory, like characteristics and stuff." Ash scratched his head. "After all, Lance, you know... well... you know."

He carefully considered his words.

"It's difficult for me to speak."

To be honest, Dragonite did most of the teaching, while Lance just stood by with his arms crossed, nodding in agreement.

At most, a few words will pop out.

Shiba nodded.

Understand!

He knows this so well!

"When it comes to teaching things," Xiao Zhi said sincerely, "you're the only one who has ever truly taught me."

These words were spoken sincerely, without a trace of flattery.

Shiba's expression subtly shifted.

From doubt to relief.

Finally, one can benefit from it.

"Ahem." He cleared his throat, raising his chin slightly. "Of course. That guy, Du, is alright at fighting, but teaching? Ha."

He Shiba left him three streets behind!

Xiao Zhi scratched his head.

Then, as if suddenly remembering something.

"By the way, Brother Shiba!"

"Ok?"

"Could you please do me a favor?"

Shiba raised an eyebrow.

"explain."

Ash glanced at Kukui next to him, then looked at Shiba.

"Well... Alola, Professor Kukui and the others have it tough. They're developing their regional league, but they're lacking popularity and attention. Could you help them promote it, bro?"

Xiao Zhi spoke very sincerely.

"The Pokémon they have there are quite unique, like Incineroar, which is rarely seen in other regions."

Shiba's smile froze on his face.

He slowly turned his head.

Look at Kukui.

That look in his eyes sent chills down Kukui's spine.

"Humph."

Shiba snorted coldly.

That stinky outsider dares to make Xiao Zhi speak up for you!

What audacity!

Don't go to sleep tonight!

Xiao Zhi blinked.

"Is that not allowed?"

He glanced at Kukui apologetically.

"Oh, that's alright... Brother Du has already agreed, his help with promotion should be enough..."

Shiba's eyebrows suddenly twitched.

"What? You said Watari agreed!?"

"Uh, Dragonite agreed, so it should be about the same, right?"

"Humph!"

Shiba let out another cold snort.

If Dragonite agrees, then Lance has no other choice.

"A mere Dragon Crossing!"

He waved his hand.

"Who said I disagreed!"

Xiao Zhi's eyes lit up.

"real?!"

Shiba looked at Ash.

"Just for you, kid, I'll help you out!"

Kukui was completely stunned.

He looked at Shiba, then at Ash, then back at Shiba, then back at Ash.

"Yi...! No, Satoshi! Thank you!"

Kukui, who almost blurted out her true feelings, grabbed Ash's hand, her eyes welling up with tears.

"On behalf of the people of Alora, thank you! Alora... will remember you!"

Shiba turned around and prepared to leave.

He absolutely must get ahead of Yulongdu this time!

"Mr. Shiba!"

Kukui quickly called out to him, let go of Ash's hand, and strode forward.

"Um... thank you! Also... regarding promotion, we have many unique features in Alola. If you're interested, I can tell you in detail—"

Shiba stopped in his tracks.

Look back.

Give him a look.

That look made Kukui's heart pound.

"Humph."

Then, he left without looking back.

His steps were steady, and his momentum remained undiminished.

Only an enigmatic silhouette remained.

Kukui stretched out his hand and stood there, stunned.

a long time.

"...Did he agree or not?"

His voice was full of uncertainty.

Xiao Zhi scratched his head.

"He probably... agreed, right?"

"Then why did he hum at me?"

Kukui was completely baffled.

"Perhaps it's because of...habit?"

129. How did you get into my ball?!

The next morning.

Sunlight streamed into the room through the gaps in the curtains, and Xiao Zhi stretched out a big yawn.

Pikachu was lying next to his pillow, also yawning.

"Pikachu~"

Good morning, Pikachu!

Xiao Zhi jumped up and quickly put on his clothes.

After a quick wash, I began my morning exercise.

Even though he had just won the conference, he never dared to relax for a second.

After all, he had been disciplined by his mother, Hanako, since he was a child.

In terms of exercise, not making progress is regressing!

The harder, the more fortunate!

Even someone as strong as Xiaozhi would break a sweat after a workout.

After a period of exploration and improvement, he has quietly upgraded his morning exercise routine to version 2.0.

More exciting! More dominant! More powerful!