Pokémon, Ash's art style is off!

So yelling for a replacement isn't shameful.

Yes, it's really not shameful.

He silently prepared himself mentally.

Ash alternates between the Poké Balls on his waist.

The light shot out from the ball's mouth, exploding into a thick, inky shadow as it landed in the center of the field.

A completely black Pokémon stood on the grass.

It has a robust body, with jet-black wings slowly unfolding behind it, and the outline of each wing bone exudes a sense of power.

The membrane also has a dull sheen in the sunlight.

What's most unsettling is the flame that flickers at its tail.

The fire was not like the leaping and flamboyant flames of ordinary fire, but a kind of almost solidified black, even its heat seemed restrained and dangerous.

Backlit, it opened its malicious eyes and surveyed its surroundings from its high vantage point.

It gives the impression that some ferocious beast has been released from its cage and is re-measuring the boundaries of this site.

There was a moment of silence in the stands.

Then an even louder uproar erupted.

"What a cool Pokémon!"

"A black, black fire-breathing dragon?!"

"An unusual color! It's an unusual color!"

"Wow, this kid's got some skills, he even has a Shiny Pokémon?"

A murmur arose. Lillie was alright, but Xiaoxia and Xiaogang didn't seem as excited as the surrounding audience.

Instead, it revealed a subtle and indescribable expression.

Xiaoxia's lips twitched slightly, and she whispered.

"What got replaced was Charizard..."

"Yeah, that guy doesn't seem to have much luck..."

Xiao Gang mourns for the Lizard King.

After all, that's a fire-breathing dragon.

Charizard, a dragon known for its poor quality!

If he were to face Bulbasaur, at most he would get whipped by Vine Whip; it would hurt, but at least nothing serious would happen.

But Charizard...

All I can say is that getting a beating is probably the least damaging thing that could happen to you.

In the center of the arena, the jet-black fire-breathing dragon remained completely unaffected by the surrounding noise of the audience.

It slowly surveyed the stands, its malicious eyes sweeping over the excited faces.

It eventually landed back on the wary-looking lizard king on the opposite side of the arena.

The Lizard King instinctively tensed his entire body.

The cut end of its tail was still faintly numb, but its front paws were already slightly extended, poised to attack at any moment.

What? Hoenn?

Are those people over there from Hoenn?

Hearing the audience's shouts, Charizard subconsciously restrained its malice, suppressing the dark light in its eyes by three points.

Its gaze lingered on the Lizard King for two seconds.

He then bowed slightly, chin lowered, and gave a proper bow in the direction of the Lizard King.

Its posture was neither humble nor arrogant, yet it exuded a high degree of courtesy, which surprised the four people who knew Charizard's character well.

The Lizard King opposite him scratched his head.

Although the pain from its severed tail hadn't completely subsided, it felt a warmth in its heart when it saw the black Pokémon opposite it suddenly bowing to it.

This Kanto Pokémon... is actually quite polite?

Although the color is a bit dark, the manners are quite good.

The Lizard King's tense nerves relaxed for a moment, his shoulders relaxed slightly, and a friendly smile even appeared at the corner of his mouth.

It instinctively wanted to return the greeting.

After all, as the Sceptile King of the Hoenn region who values ​​jungle etiquette, it would be unreasonable for him not to return the greeting after the other party has bowed first.

Its neck was slightly lowered, its hands were placed in front of its chest, and it was about to bend down.

But his head had only lowered halfway.

A sharp pain shot through my side!

The excruciating pain came on fiercely, as if a red-hot iron skewer had been stabbed into his side, causing the Lizard King's pupils to shrink to pinpoints.

It instinctively lowered its gaze to look over—

A jet-black claw was deeply embedded in its ribcage, the tip digging into the flesh with precise and ruthless force.

Follow the black hand.

Suddenly, the jet-black fire-breathing dragon appeared beside it.

Its mouth was crooked, and the malice surging in its eyes was undisguised; its previous polite demeanor had long since crumbled into nothingness.

Lizard King: "!?"

Wait, buddy?!

Are you out of your mind?!

236. We've been set up by Kanto!

"Just, just the tower—"

The Lizard King let out a gasp of utter astonishment.

At this moment, its worldview was subjected to an unprecedented shock, and the education Hoenn had provided for more than a decade crumbled.

Is this how you bow in Pokémon from the Kanto region?!

Despicable! Absolutely despicable!

Upon hearing this, Charizard tilted its head and looked down at the accusing Sceptile.

Then, a smile suddenly appeared on that dark face.

His white teeth stood out starkly against his dark skin.

That's the expression!

That's the expression!!

That's the expression it wanted to see!

Back when it was still living on the mountain, the people it liked to meet the most were these polite Feng Yuan kids!

Each person bowed perfectly.

When the head is lowered, large sections of the back of the neck are exposed, as if the words "Come and ambush me" are written on the forehead in bold gold lettering!

The fire-breathing dragon, feeling comfortable, suddenly felt an itch in its throat.

Scorching black flames immediately began to surge from his mouth.

Kill it while it's sick!

Without the slightest hesitation.

The fire-breathing dragon's large wing membranes suddenly throbbed, and its entire body was propelled backward by the reaction force.

At the same time, the jaw is also opened to the maximum extent.

Fueled by the raging fire, the scorching energy that had been building up to its peak surged out from his throat.

A powerful jet of flame, accompanied by a whistling airflow, splattered directly onto the Lizard King's face!

"Just like that—!"

Black flames enveloped the Lizard King's upper body.

The scorching heat spread outwards, instantly curling and drying the edges of the turf, and even cracking the soil beneath the grass roots with spiderweb-like patterns.

The Lizard King instinctively wanted to retaliate.

The blades on its right arm re-condensed into a vibrant green light amidst the flames, but the experienced Charizard had already flapped its wings to create distance.

The blade swung futilely through the air.

Then a second wave of black flames came, this time even more ferocious than the first.

The flames remained precisely and continuously covering the Lizard King's face—

The lizard king tried to avoid it.

But the black flames seemed to have eyes; the more it struggled, the tighter they wrapped around it.

Finally, under an exceptionally fierce attack of black flames.

The Lizard King's knees buckled, his body arched backward, and his back slammed heavily onto the scorched ground.

His limbs twitched slightly twice, then he became completely still.

After testing the waters with two more attacks to make sure that the Sceptile King was indeed not moving at all, Charizard proudly raised its head.

As for the sneak attack...

So what!

A good move is one that can win!