Pokémon, Ash's art style is off!

This 100,000-volt burst was more powerful than any of the previous ones, and the lightning struck the water tomb with a piercing explosion.

The entire venue was illuminated by golden light for a moment.

Under such a massive electric shock, the water curtain trembled violently, white mist surged, and the spiral trajectory began to spiral out of control.

In the end, they actually tore open a hole the size of a fist!

Ash's Pikachu, standing at his feet, stared intently as it studied Ash's actions frame by frame.

"Now!"

Ah Hong's eyes lit up.

The lightning struck Squirtle's body precisely.

The electric current surged, and Squirtle was immediately electrocuted and sprang out of its shell.

It staggered a couple of steps, but even so, its sunglasses were still firmly on its face, not crooked at all.

"Jenny?"

Upon hearing this, Ash nodded to Squirtle.

"That's about it, now's the time!"

"Use the rocket hammer on it!"

"Jenny!"

Squirtle's lips curled into a smile.

With a kick of its calf, the turtle charged straight toward Renn!

Renn scoffed dismissively.

You dare come any closer? Haven't you had enough of that electric shock from before?

Or have they been electrocuted to the point of madness?

Its tail rises, and the lightning in its cheek pouches begins to re-gather—

Crackling sound.

Crackling sound.

And then... nothing happened.

Two small sparks of electricity appeared in the electric capsule, and then it went completely silent.

Raine touched his cheek, his round eyes filled with confusion.

Where's the electricity?

Where is my electricity?

Squirtle's mouth was stretched from ear to ear.

hum!

Is the power out?

Do you really think the turtle just stands there for you to hit?

That was intentional!

The goal is to make you feel like you're "just a hair's breadth away from winning," and then get you to unleash all your energy!

Squirtle's rise to the rank of captain wasn't just due to its iron head and hard shell—it also had brains!

Raine's pupils contracted sharply, finally realizing he had been tricked, but it was too late.

Squirtle had already charged in front of it, and a Rocket Headbutt slammed right into its belly!

The impact of the rocket headbutt sent Ryan flying off the ground, his small body tumbling twice in the air before his center of gravity completely collapsed.

But Squirtle clearly had no intention of stopping there. He took a deep breath, focused his energy, and then unleashed a full-force water gun attack!

That directly elevated it to a superb level!

After all, Squirtle didn't put out fires for nothing! Years of experience have honed this move to perfection!

It can be big or small!

They can even teach you the rhythm!

With a thud.

Pikachu, powerless to resist, plummeted straight down.

The referee quickly stepped forward and bent down to examine the body.

Pikachu is unable to battle! Squirtle wins!

The stands erupted in cheers once again.

Squirtle slowly turned around, leisurely extended its claws, and then nodded slightly towards the audience.

Ah Hong took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled.

Although I was mentally prepared, Ash's strength was still terrifying!

This isn't even his strongest Pokémon!

After putting Raine away in a Poké Ball, Ahong picked out the last Poké Ball from the remaining ones on his waist.

This is his last trump card!

With a flick of his wrist, Ah Hong sent the Poké Ball soaring high into the air, the red light bouncing off, and a massive black shadow landing on the field.

When its wings spread, they generated a wave of heat, which baked the edges of the surrounding grass.

Its orange-red skin gleamed in the sunlight, a cluster of flames crackled at the end of its tail, its thick neck was slightly bent, and its vertical pupils swept down over the entire area.

It's a Charizard!

"It's a Charizard!"

"And it's such a normal Charizard!"

"But to be fair, this Charizard is really well-cared for! The color! The flames! The muscle definition... *slurp*"

"Look at it, and look at its stance! Tsk tsk, a proper Charizard is just different!"

Hearing the gasps of amazement all around, the Charizard raised its chin slightly and spewed two wisps of sparks from its nostrils.

It gracefully shook its wings, making the flames on its tail burn even brighter, and struck what it considered its most handsome side-standing pose.

However, just as it was enjoying the cheers of the audience—

"Pfft—"

A jet of water shot straight at its tail!

The blazing flame at the end of its tail was hit squarely by the water gun, and the flames suddenly shrank considerably, even emitting a hissing sound.

White smoke rose from the fire-breathing dragon's tail, and the once majestic flames shrank to a pitiful little ball of fire, trembling in the wind.

The entire dragon froze.

It turned its head inch by inch, its vertical pupils shifting from the tip of its still-smoking tail to the direction from which the water jet was coming.

Squirtle was standing not far away, with a mouthful of water in its mouth and its cheeks bulging.

After meeting Charizard's eyes, which were almost spitting out solid flames.

It smiled sheepishly and slowly, very slowly, swallowed the water in its mouth.

"Jenny..."

Sorry, it's an occupational hazard, I'm used to it.

I want to put out any fire I see.

The dragon's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of pinpoints.

The flame on its tail, which had just been extinguished, suddenly leaped up again, even three points higher than before.

It wasn't a raging fire, it was just pure anger.

Just as Charizard was about to pounce—

"Jenny!"

Squirtle yelled and stretched out a claw, making a "pause" gesture.

It tilted its head back, looked the fire-breathing dragon up and down, and then looked down at its own short legs and flat shell.

Then it nodded, as if it had made some important decision.

The next second, it transformed into a streak of light and plunged into the Poké Ball—

They proactively implemented a rotation!

Of course, this is not because the turtle felt it couldn't beat the other side.

Rather, how can a leader do everything personally?

Professional tasks should be left to professionals, and subordinates should also be given a chance to demonstrate their abilities!

Do you agree?

Is this the correct logic?

"Gag!"

A voice of agreement rang out.

I think you're right!

260. You're next!!!

The shadows spread, and a deep purple figure emerged from the darkness.

Blood-red eyes lit up from that body, and the corners of its mouth stretched into an exaggerated arc.

Upon seeing its opponent, it even displayed an undisguised excitement on its face!