Pokémon, Ash's art style is off!

"Aren't you a beast tamer?"

He pointed at the pangolin, his tone full of confusion.

"But your Pokémon... how come... they are..." He carefully chose his words, "...so small and delicate?"

Could it be that they misheard from the beginning? Did the random boy actually say "Cute Beast Tamer"?

Faced with the questioning, Xiaoming wore an expression that seemed perfectly natural.

He pointed his thumb back at his face and then shook his muscular fist.

"Yeah, because I look fierce, have a fiery temper, and a rather direct fighting style."

"So everyone around here who knows me calls me the Beastmaster."

"What? Is there a problem?"

Xiao Gang: "..."

Xiaoxia: "......."

So the "fierce beast" isn't referring to Pokémon, but to you yourself?!

"Those trees outside the tent!"

Xiao Gang asked unwillingly.

"Why is the cut so smooth and even? It couldn't have been done by a pangolin!"

That was definitely the work of the Iron Strike; his breeder's eye could not have been wrong!

"Oh, that," Xiao Ming touched his short hair and answered casually, "It definitely wasn't the pangolin that did it."

Xiao Gang looked at Xiao Zhi.

See? I told you so...

"I chopped that down with an axe."

"ax???"

"correct."

Xiao Ming said confidently,

"Although I am called the Beast Tamer, I am not a real wild beast. I still have to live."

"Which of these doesn't require wood: setting up a tent or cooking over a fire?"

"Then if I don't want to use an axe to chop down the tree, what do you suggest?"

40. Purity! Too low!

Xiao Gang: "......"

Chop down trees with an axe.

Do you chop down trees with an axe in the Pokémon world?

Look at this yourself, is it correct?

"you......"

"Alright! Enough chit-chat, let's get down to business!"

Impatient, Xiao Zhi interrupted Xiao Gang.

The voice just fell.

Pikachu on his shoulder had already leaped into the arena.

"Pickup!"

Pikachu's electric sacs crackled and flashed with two leaping golden sparks.

Its eyes narrowed slightly, locking onto the pangolin covered in scales opposite it.

Fighting Ground-type?

It's way too ripe!

"Good! Very energetic!"

Xiao Zhi grinned when he saw this.

"Then I choose you, Pikachu!"

Looking at the electric mouse standing on two legs, waving its fists, Xiaoming couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

"They actually used an Electric-type Pikachu to challenge my Ground-type Sandshrew?"

"You are completely countered in terms of attributes!"

He bent down and patted the pangolin's head, which was covered with hard scales, his tone revealing undisguised pride.

"Besides, my pangolin's diet is carefully prepared every day."

"The protein-mineral ratio is accurate to the gram, and even the soil it usually eats is a mineral loam I specially selected."

“This armor,” Xiaoming tapped the smooth carapace of the pangolin, producing a crisp “knock-knock” sound, “is as hard as iron and stone, no exaggeration.”

Even when facing water systems that control the ground, the Sandshrew can put up a fight thanks to its hard armor.

Of course, such crucial intelligence could not possibly be exposed to the enemy.

Otherwise, if the other side finds out, what's the point of all the hard work I put into perfecting it?

As Xiaoming spoke, Xiaogang, who had been focusing on the pangolin, nodded as his gaze swept over the pangolin's entire body.

No exaggeration or bias.

This pangolin has indeed been bred quite well.

Although Pewter City Gym specializes in Rock-type Pokémon, Rock and Ground are inherently related and share many similar breeding philosophies.

From his professional perspective, the pangolin's carapace had a uniform and smooth sheen.

It's clear that it has been cultivated to a very solid level.

"As hard as iron and stone?!"

Xiao Zhi's eyes lit up when he heard this.

Instead of being afraid, they were even more excited.

"Wow! To think that Pokémon could be trained to this level!"

"Pikachu, we can't lose! Get serious and give it our all!"

"Pickup!"

Pikachu's little face turned serious, and its front paws clenched slightly.

His muscles tensed up instantly.

"Let's see if its defense is stronger or our offense is stronger!"

Ash immediately seized the initiative with a loud roar, his arm swinging forward fiercely.

"Use a million-ton punch!"

Ok?

Xiao Ming was taken aback.

A million-ton punch?

Judging from Pikachu's posture, he thought it was hiding a move like Iron Tail.

and many more!

Pikachu... can it learn this move?

His questions had not yet been answered—

Pikachu suddenly vanished from the scene!

Whoosh!

With a slight increase in physical strength, a small crater was left where he had been standing.

Even though it didn't use any skills, its figure flashed like lightning to the pangolin's eyes.

"Kuga?!"

The rat was terrified!

Although Xiaoming was surprised by Pikachu's speed, he still had full confidence in Sandshrew's defense.

"Don't panic! Sandalwood! Carry it down!"

The pangolin's pupils contracted as it looked at the rat with eight-pack abs in front of it.

Instinctively, it curls up into a ball, displaying its hardest armor to Pikachu.

This is an absolute defensive stance with no blind spots!

Looking at the sphere in front of him, Pikachu recalled Ash's words of advice.

His eyes widened, his hind leg muscles tensed, and he slammed his leg against the ground!

Twist your waist, rotate your hips, and the power of your whole body gathers in your shoulders and arms like flowing water.

Its front paws had already clenched into fists during the sprint, brimming with power.

Raise your claws!

Then, taking advantage of the momentum, it crashes down without any fancy moves!

"boom--!!"

A dull thud, not like an impact, but more like a heavy hammer pounding into solid soil.

The pangolin, in its absolute defensive state, trembled violently!

Its carapace was indeed as hard as steel.