Pokémon, Ash's art style is off!

Finally, he looked at Ash.

"The arena here in Kanto looks pretty nice, but I wonder what the level of competition is like."

He tilted his head.

"But I won easily yesterday, so it must not be very impressive—compared to our Hoenn, it's far inferior."

These words immediately caused an uproar in the stands.

"Who do you think you are! A lowly Hoenn from the Northeast comes here to show off your power!"

"This kid from Hoenn has quite the nerve!"

"You dare say something like that? You better not run away after the race!"

"Xiao Zhi! Let's teach him a lesson! Let him know what Kanto is all about!"

"Yes! Take out your Kingler crab and teach him a lesson!"

The cheers from the audience grew louder and louder.

Lillie was startled by the sudden burst of sound around her and shrank back.

"W-Why are you so excited?"

Xiaoxia snorted and explained.

"It's nothing, just a Hoenn person trying to extort money from us in the Kanto region!"

They've been rivals with the Kanto region for decades, their history dating back to decades ago.

The Hoenn region felt that the Kanto people were too barbaric, and that they only relied on brute force and no strategy in battle.

Kanto residents, on the other hand, felt that the Hoenn women were all fussy and held fancy contests every day, which were all show and no substance.

The two sides have disliked each other for decades, and whenever they meet, the audience gets even more excited than the contestants.

"Oh, so that's how it is..."

After Xiaoxia's explanation, Lillie felt that the relationships between regions were very complicated.

"Thankfully, the Alora region has always been kind to people."

Xiao Gang: "........"

Whether or not something is said has nothing to do with whether or not one is kind to others.

The Alora region is generally perceived as a rural area by people from other regions.

Regional discrimination is something that no region can escape.

In the center of the arena, Ozawa was startled by the audience's reaction, and the smile on his face froze for half a second.

To be fair, he wasn't actually that arrogant.

However, people from Kanto are known for their explosive tempers. Provoking them and making them lose their temper can lead to wrong judgments in battle—this is a psychological tactic he learned from an older, slightly disabled veteran in the Hoenn region.

But being challenged to a fight offline by a group of people from the Kanto region, even he was a little panicked.

In the center of the field, the referee gave Xiaoze a disapproving look, calculating his own time to leave work.

Then they raised the flag.

"Both sides are in position—"

Ash pulled a Poké Ball from his waist, pressed his thumb against the button, and stared at the other side.

The green-haired youth also hurriedly pulled out a ball.

"—The match begins!"

Two beams of light shot out from the Poké Balls almost simultaneously, landing at opposite ends of the grass.

A burst of light erupted from Xiao Zhi's side.

Bulbasaur landed steadily, its seed buds gleaming healthily in the sunlight.

It scratched the grass with its front paws, clearly indicating that it was ready for battle.

And on the other side.

After the light faded, a figure resembling a lizard stood on the grass.

It stands upright, with dark green skin and a thick tail covered in leaves.

With his arms crossed, several sharp leaf blades bloomed in front of his chest.

The entire Pokémon exudes a fierce and unapproachable aura.

When Ozawa saw the Pokémon that Ash sent out, he was stunned for a moment.

He then began to mock them, following his own tactics.

Bulbasaur? You're not kidding, are you?

"I'm the Lizard King, the final evolved form. You're trying to fight me with your initial form?"

"Is this how trainers from Kanto compete? Playing with Pokémon teams?"

The Sceptile King in the arena also pointed at Bulbasaur and mocked it.

Bulbasaur glanced at the Sceptile opposite him, which was so tall it could almost block out the sunlight.

The frog's face showed absolutely no emotion.

"Bulbasaur is still very strong."

Xiao Zhi replied very seriously.

Having been trained by Xiao Mao since childhood, he was already immune to such words.

Without waiting for a reply, they immediately seized the initiative.

"Bulbasaur, use Razor Leaf!"

"seed!"

The seed bud on Bulbasaur's back trembled violently.

Several blades with sharp edges spun and shot out, whistling through the air, heading straight for the Lizard King's face!

"Quickly open!"

Ozawa was startled.

The Lizard King blurred, its speed leaving only a fleeting afterimage.

But it just dodged the first flying leaf blade.

The second and third pieces suddenly spun around in the air, precisely biting down on its trajectory.

The Lizard King's eyes flickered slightly, and it swung its tail in an attempt to block.

But the angle of the blade was extremely tricky, bypassing its tail and gliding past its left arm from the side.

After landing, the Lizard King took a step back, looked down at the marks on his arm, and the slight disdain in his expression faded somewhat.

Ozawa also froze for a moment.

Wow, that strong?!

A Pokémon that hasn't evolved from its initial form?!

235. Hoennium, Charizard's favorite!

"You're still young."

Looking at Xiao Ze's dumbfounded expression, Xiao Gang in the stands shook his head.

This kid really doesn't think at all; he's not like Hoenn at all, and he even seems a bit like Kanto.

He didn't even consider that if someone could pull out a starter Pokémon in a tournament like the Indigo League, how could their opponent be weak?

His unreliable father taught him a lot of skills.

One of them he remembered particularly clearly—

That is, never underestimate those powerful Pokémon that remain in their initial form among all the final evolved forms.

After all, being able to stand on the same field as so many monsters that have evolved to their full potential...

Then you really need to figure out the mechanics or stats of that little thing on the other side.

The field gave Xiaoze no chance to catch his breath or think.

Ash raised his hand, his finger pointing steadily at the dark green figure in the center of the field.

Bulbasaur, Vine Whip!

"seed!"

Bulbasaur responded.

The seed bud on its back suddenly bulged, and two thick, emerald-green vines suddenly emerged from the bottom of the bud.

"Whoosh-!"

It was just a tremor.

It lashed out at the Lizard King with a whooshing sound.

The force was so great that the wind pressure plowed two shallow dents into the grass wherever the vine whip swept across.

The Lizard King's pupils suddenly contracted into a vertical line, its eyes reflecting the two approaching green shadows, and it instinctively tried to dodge to the side.

But those two vine whips came too fast and too fiercely, and the angle was extremely tricky.

They came from both the left and right, effectively blocking its escape route.

Just when it was caught in a dilemma.

"Cut it off with the blade!"

Xiaoze reacted quickly; his throat tightened, and he blurted it out.

"Go for it!"