Pokémon, Ash's art style is off!

There was a Bulbasaur there, its whole body shrouded in white light, its flower bud so bright it was almost transparent.

But it gritted its teeth and resisted the changes in its body with all its might.

Venusaur narrowed its eyes.

It does have some recollection of this kid.

This is the one I almost evolved from, but I forcibly suppressed it.

At that time, it felt that this Bulbasaur had a good foundation, excellent willpower, and even knew that it was emotionally intelligent to suppress itself in order to cooperate with this power transfer.

But what does this mean now?

The ancestor personally passed on his skills, and the entire clan is evolving. Why are you the only one holding back?

Greed? Wanting more?

Venusaur sighed inwardly.

A young frog with such a big appetite trying to eat a dancing swan is not a good thing.

That means I happened to run into someone who was easy to talk to...

The magnanimous Venusaur subtly increased the intensity of the power transfer.

The energy flow rate was increased, and a more intense green light surged from the ground toward the stubborn Bulbasaur.

The white light on Bulbasaur's body suddenly shone brightly again, and the flower bud trembled violently, on the verge of collapse.

But it gritted its teeth and stubbornly held back.

Seeing this, Venusaur was somewhat surprised.

Huh? He can actually take it?

That's interesting.

They then intensified their efforts and raised the price by another level.

The green light intensified, crashing against Bulbasaur like a tangible tide.

The ground around it was bathed in energy and shone brightly, and the grass grew wildly, reaching half an inch in height.

Bulbasaur's body began to tremble uncontrollably, and its four short legs were shaking.

Its gaze began to glaze over, its consciousness teetering on the brink of collapse before the instincts of evolution.

But even with the ancestor's intense infusion, it still didn't evolve.

The rest of the Bulbasaur—nowadays they should be called Ivysaur—have mostly evolved.

Hundreds of Bulbasaur turned their heads in unison, looking at the only figure in the corner still struggling in the white light.

His eyes were filled with a bewilderment, as if to say, "Can evolution really be delayed by a progress bar?"

Under the gazes of everyone, Venusaur felt as if its ancestor had lost all face.

The ancestor passed on his skills, and the whole clan advanced. Why are you the only one making an exception?

No!

We must inject it forcefully!

It took a deep breath and intensified the transmission of power.

This time, Venusaur stopped acting and instantly switched to the highest level. Its energy was no longer a trickle, but poured down like a waterfall.

So much so that the soil beneath Bulbasaur's feet was washed away, creating a shallow pit.

Bulbasaur was about to collapse and its eyes rolled back.

But right on the edge of evolution, at the moment when every cell in the body is clamoring "Evolve!"

With his last ounce of consciousness, Bulbasaur made a decision that no other Bulbasaur would ever make.

Instead of allowing energy to flow throughout the body, it abruptly contracts, trapping all the incoming energy.

He compressed all the immense energy passed down from his ancestor—enough to make any Bulbasaur jump two levels—into one place.

Seeds on the back.

All the energy was compressed, compressed again, and compressed yet again, until it was compressed into a dazzlingly bright sphere the size of a fist!

"seed!!"

Bulbasaur suddenly shook its head, and the extremely compressed energy shot out from the seed on its back!

A beam of blazing white light, as thick as an arm, trailing a long tail of flame, shot straight from the edge of the valley toward the center.

Venusaur recognized the move at a glance.

It turned out to be their strongest skill, one of their signature moves—the Sun Beam.

hiss~

Breakthrough in the heat of battle—what terrifying talent!

How about this direction...?

and many more.

Venusaur's pupils suddenly contracted.

not good!

The beam of light swept across the entire valley, whistling over the heads of hundreds of Bulbasaur, bringing with it a scorching heat wave.

Then--

"boom!!"

It precisely pierced through the withered tree behind Venusaur.

Venusaur: "?!"

The beam struck the tree trunk, instantly blasting it in two.

Its momentum continued unabated until it reached the other side of the valley before finally stopping.

I can't believe my eyes.

Can't believe my ears.

I can't believe this is real.

Venusaur slowly turned its head and saw the old, withered tree that had been cut in half and was still smoking.

At that moment, its heart was throbbing uncontrollably.

Brother Tree!!

Oh, my dear tree!

That was a tree that it had painstakingly found to show off its high-class status!

The location, height, withered yet standing posture of the tree, and the distribution of moss on its bark.

Every detail was carefully selected.

For many years, it has relied on this tree to maintain its presence.

Every time the clan gathers, it lies down under the tree, with the withered tree as a backdrop and the blooming flowers as embellishments. Its aura and presence are so impressive that even it is satisfied with itself.

They've developed feelings for each other!

Now! Gone! Everything is gone!

The entire valley was completely silent.

Hundreds of Bulbasaur were dumbfounded.

They looked at their ancestor, then at the Bulbasaur in the distance that had just fired a beam of sunlight, and their minds collectively short-circuited for a moment.

No, whose child is this?

How dare they attack the ancestor?

Is he that brave?

Ash's Bulbasaur was panting heavily.

It was sent out immediately.

The seeds on its back returned to their original state, and the flower buds remained obediently closed, showing no sign of opening.

It succeeded.

It released all the excess energy passed down from its ancestors.

It escaped the fate of evolution!

"Oh my God……"

Xiaoxia stood at the mouth of the valley.

She mechanically turned to look at Ash, her eyes filled with worry for the Bulbasaur.

But Xiao Zhi was still recording a video, his face full of excitement.

"Wow, Bulbasaur! That move is even stronger than Pikachu's!" Ash exclaimed sincerely.

"Pikachu?"

Pikachu tilted its head, twitched its ears, and its face was full of defiance.

It's cheating!

It doesn't count!

Venusaur recovered from its brief shock.

It looked at the old tree, then looked up at the Bulbasaur still panting in the distance, and then at the hundreds of eyes around it that were staring at it.

As the patriarch, he was almost slapped in the face by a junior in front of everyone.

If we don't do something, how can we continue to be the patriarch? How can we maintain our authority?!

Venusaur slowly stood up.