Pokémon, Ash's art style is off!

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"Then you guys move aside! Don't get hurt!"

With the King of Scrolls speaking, the researchers who had been watching the spectacle spontaneously retreated to a safe distance, chattering amongst themselves and forming a natural audience.

The Pokémon did the same, retreating to a safe distance and all eyes fixed on the center of the arena.

Seeing this, Xiao Mao finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense shoulders relaxed slightly.

"In that case, I've decided on you...!"

Having decided on the battle, Ash took a step forward.

But he had only uttered half of his lines—

Gary stepped forward, raised his arm, and pointed straight at the figure next to Ash.

"Your next sentence is Pikachu... right?!"

"...Pikachu!"

Ash, whose lines had been stolen, stared blankly for a moment.

Pikachu jumped into the arena, also startled.

"Pikachu?"

How did you know it was the mouse that was going to play?

Pikachu twitched its tail twice and its ears perked up alertly.

Having regained his footing, Xiao Mao's lips curled into a victorious smile.

"I told you, times have changed!"

"Ash! Everything you say and do is exactly what I predicted!"

He smiled proudly, a feeling of exhilaration welling up inside him.

This is where Xiao Mao's strength lies—data analysis!

As long as you collect enough data that is accurate and comprehensive, you can accurately deduce your opponent's behavior patterns and then take targeted countermeasures!

We grew up together in Pallet Town.

He had meticulously recorded every detail of every match.

How does Ash like to fight, and how does he react to different situations?

He has a database of this data in his mind that's more complete than anyone else's!

You could say he understands Ash better than Ash himself!

And this time...

Xiao Mao's eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth curved upwards a little more.

This time, he's going to show everyone who truly deserves to be number one in Pallet Town!

"Wow, Mao is amazing!"

Ash sighed, seemingly genuinely happy for his opponent's growth.

I never imagined that Xiao Mao would grow up to this extent.

It turns out they can predict what they will say in advance.

"What's so great about that?"

In the audience, a researcher spoke with a tone full of confusion.

"After all, Pikachu looked eager to try it out indoors just now."

"It shouldn't be too difficult to deduce that Pikachu will be making an appearance, right?"

"Pickup!"

So that's how it is!

Pikachu's ears drooped down halfway, and its expression changed from "shock" to "disdain".

It gave Xiao Mao a disdainful look.

Then what are you so proud of!

It thinks you've seen through the mouse, and is feeling guilty for secretly teaching Rotom to touch the electric gate at night!

What a guilty conscience!

"Cough cough!"

Xiao Mao coughed twice, then loosely clenched his right fist and placed it against his mouth to clear his throat as a cover-up.

Her ears were slightly red, but she tried her best to remain calm.

"Don't worry about the process, just say that the prediction wasn't accurate, right?"

"In that case, you're the one I'll send!"

He tossed the Poké Ball high into the air.

The Poké Ball opened in mid-air, and a white light fell like a shooting star.

The white light landed and instantly expanded into a huge outline.

As the steam rose and the white light dissipated, a massive, upright tortoise stood prominently in the center of the scene.

Its body is covered with a hard shell, the surface of which is covered with uneven edges and scratches.

Two thick arms extend from the sides of the carapace, each forearm with three heavy claws.

The most striking feature is the two enormous water cannons on its back.

The cannon barrel was silvery-white with a slight metallic sheen, and a few water droplets remained at the muzzle.

Its head protrudes from the front of its shell, and its pair of bright yellow eyes have a calm yet sharp gaze.

His lips were slightly downturned, exuding an aura of authority without anger.

It's Blastoise!

Although this Blastoise wasn't particularly tall, the imposing aura of someone who had been through countless battles was palpable to everyone present.

It's not a greenhouse-grown ornamental plant, but a warrior that fought its way up!

"Wow..." a researcher exclaimed softly, "Xiao Mao's Blastoise is really well-bred! Look at the texture of its shell and the metallic sheen of its water cannon."

"Nonsense, how could the ones bred by our research institute be weak!"

Even Xiaoxia, who calls herself a water system expert, had to admit it at this moment.

Although she had always been critical of the Blastoise's "not-so-aesthetically pleasing" physique.

But the breeding quality of this Blastoise is truly impeccable.

The muscles are smooth and not bulky, and every angle on the carapace is just right, giving the whole body a sense of balance between strength and agility.

"but......."

Xiaoxia tilted her head and frowned.

"Should we use water-based attacks against electric-based attacks as our second move?"

Xiaoxia said she couldn't understand it at all.

"Isn't this a complete waste of the opportunity to target them?"

Xiao Gang also frowned.

Although I don't know why Xiao Mao did this, that show-off doesn't seem like the kind of person who would make such a silly mistake.

Since he dared to send Blastoise out in a Water-type vs. Electric-type disadvantageous matchup, it means he must have some kind of trump card!

"Pikachu?"

Pikachu tilted its head, staring at Blastoise opposite it with a look of surprise in its eyes, its ears perked up, one higher than the other.

First, Gengar and Alakazam were unaware that Ghosts are immune to Normal attacks, and now Blastoise, with its Water-type body, is challenging its Electric-type counterpart...

Does this mean that Pokémon no longer use type matchups?

Why should my Pokémon family wither away like this!

Pikachu instinctively turned around and glanced at Ash.

Ash's lips were slightly pursed, and his expression showed a hint of confusion.

But since it's Xiao Mao, he must have his reasons for doing this.

"Pikachu......."

If you can't figure it out, don't think about it.

Ash's eyes narrowed, and he was about to seize the initiative.

"Pickup!"

"...100,000 volts!"

He suddenly swung his right hand forward.

Almost at the same instant—