Pokémon, Ash's art style is off!

This is the tragic boundary between me and humanity!

However, before the fist could land, [Ahong] had already taken a light step to the side, firmly pressing down on Duowu's wrist with one hand, and then pulling it away to dissipate most of the force.

"Well!"

Xiao Zhi's eyes lit up.

Duowu: "........."

hateful!

He can't even beat Ahong in martial arts!

"Imeti?!"

Just as Duowu was feeling down, Xiaoxia recognized the blue-haired woman in front of her and exclaimed in surprise.

"It's been such a long time!"

"Oh..."

Imetti stared blankly at Duowu, who was pinned to the ground.

"Hello, it's been a long time."

......

After everyone offered their explanations, Duowu squatted on the ground, holding his head.

"Ditto? You're saying this is Ditto?"

"Who is Hiro? Does he really exist, or am I just hallucinating from playing five Quartz Conferences?!"

"I can't tell... I really can't tell!"

"this......."

Imetti instinctively took a few steps back and looked at the stranger in front of her who had suddenly collapsed.

His expression was completely bewildered.

"Don't look at me, it's hard for me to explain to you right now."

Xiaoxia shook her head.

She still doesn't understand how many Ash Ketchums are in the current Indigo League.

"In short, all you need to know is that someone who looks just like Xiaozhi has ruined five years of this Kanto man's youth."

Imetti: "???"

Is this... this exciting?!

233, What, what kind of earth-shattering gameplay is this!

"That, that one."

As more and more people gathered around, Lillie, who was rather shy, finally mustered up the courage to raise her hand.

She pointed to Duowu, who was still squatting on the ground, looking ashen-faced and muttering "five years of youth."

"Is it really not appropriate to leave Mr. Duowu here?"

"Should we try to persuade him first..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xiaoxia interrupted him.

“It’s no use, Lillie.” She shook her head, her tone resolute. “This person is trapped in a vicious cycle of thought from which they cannot escape.”

“I’ve seen this symptom many times.”

"Back when I was at the Cerulean Gym, every summer there would be trainers I'd defeated three of who would end up crying by the pool until the gym closed..."

This statement came out.

Not only did Brock and Ash look at Misty with surprise, but even Pikachu, perched on Ash's shoulder, was shocked.

Both ears stood up immediately.

"Pikachu?!"

Pikachu pointed at Misty with its little paw.

just you?

It's not that the mouse looks down on you...

But you?!

Hey! What kind of looks are those?!

Feeling offended, Xiaoxia immediately blushed and retorted.

"Me and Gyarados are pretty strong too, okay!"

Xiao Zhi then nodded in realization.

Oh, and Gyarados.

It's alright then. To be honest, a Gyarados with an overconfidence buff is indeed quite terrifying.

A three-in-a-row is not a difficult task.

He also remembered that the starfish had once secretly complained to him.

Misty herself is often the one who gets hit by her own Pokémon and cries during battles when Gyarados's ability is triggered, as she is one of the buffs.

Just for a short while.

Some people in the crowd started whispering, and some even took out their picture books to take pictures.

The situation was becoming increasingly awkward.

Just as Ash was about to enter the Pokémon Center with the Dovitelline area, Brock, who had been crossing his arms, suddenly sighed.

"How about... I give it a try?"

After saying that, he stepped forward and stood in front of Duowu, who was kneeling on the ground.

Then he bent down and placed one hand on Duowu's shoulder.

He lowered his voice and whispered something in his ear.

"%#￥%@"

Upon hearing this, Duowu's shoulders trembled violently.

The underlying logic instantly covered the bug, and I immediately came to my senses.

He turned his head and looked at Xiao Gang.

"really?!"

Xiao Gang straightened up and glanced meaningfully at Imetti, who was looking at them with a puzzled expression not far away.

"It couldn't be more real."

Duowu's pupils suddenly dilated.

He subconsciously turned his head, his gaze passing through the air, landing inch by inch on the proud curves of Imetti's chest.

Such a powerful weapon... it's actually a fake?!

He gasped.

Isn't this just too tragic?

In comparison, he felt that his experience was nothing at all!

Although he lost to Ash and didn't get a ranking, it was still a fair and square defeat.

With continued hard training, a bit of luck, and more tactical research, I'll eventually achieve a ranking.

But this Miss Imetti—to tell you the truth.

Small is small!

This is the ultimate question that no amount of special training, effort, or adjustment of schedule can change!

How strong must one's heart be to face such a cruel chasm and still smile so calmly?

Thinking of this, an indescribable sense of respect welled up in Duowu's heart.

He nodded solemnly in Imetti's direction, as if paying tribute to a great warrior.

Brushing the dust off his trousers, Duowu stood up and bowed deeply to Xiaogang.

"Thank you for clearing up my doubts! I will remember this kindness forever, and will serve you in the future—"

He patted his chest.

After exchanging a knowing glance with Xiaogang, Duowu turned to Xiaozhi and clenched his fist.

"And you, Ash! Once I find a new path in my training, I'll come back to challenge you again!"

"Okay, I'll be waiting for you." "Pikachu!"

"In that case, I'll take my leave!"

Duo Wu clasped his hands in a salute, then turned and strode off in another direction.

Their steps were firm and powerful.

They even forgot that they originally came to the Pokémon Center to treat the injured Pokémon.

Seeing that Duowu had suddenly been fully recovered, Lillie's eyes widened in surprise.

What... what exactly did they say?

How come this person suddenly became normal!

Seeing the puzzled looks on Xiaoxia and Lillie's faces, Xiaogang waved his hand.

"nothing."

"It's just mutual appreciation between men."