"what!"

Sakura covered her mouth in surprise from behind.

Obviously, this dancer from Yuanzhu Dance Hall did not expect that Ai Xia would become anxious while chatting with the second-generation Chaomeng.

Why is this guy who claims to be the strongest Pokémon trainer in history so poor at handling stress?

"careful!"

Another passer-by trainer who was playing soy sauce throughout the whole process couldn't help but remind him loudly.

It would be too dangerous for a Pokémon to directly attack the trainer or something like that.

He also didn't expect that the second-generation Chaomeng who originally planned to compare their trainer qualities with them would directly choose to take action after a disagreement.

The quality is too poor!

"..."

Unlike these two people who did not understand Ai's guidance, Bilan, Handsome Guy and Xiaozhi chose to remain silent.

Bi Lan and Handsome Guy saw with their own eyes Ai Xia's sword opening the sea, and knew that this seemingly powerless young man was actually an out-and-out monster.

He and the second-generation Mewtwo really fought, and it was really hard to say who would win.

Ash...

He simply didn't think Pokémon's attacks were powerful.

After all, this kid is also a ruthless guy who is electrocuted by Pikachu's [-] volts all day long and is keen on wrestling with Riolu.

The shadow ball of the second generation Mewtwo may be a talisman to avoid for others, but it has no deterrent effect on Xiaozhi.

If Director Ai hadn't been present, maybe he would have been the one to take the shadow ball now...

"I will show you now how powerful I am!"

The second generation Mewtwo sneered and fired the shadow ball.

This shadow ball expanded rapidly in mid-air, expanding to the size of a person. It was very terrifying, as if it had the power to blow up an island with one blow.

Ai Xia also smiled and raised his hand. The speed of this shadow ball could not exceed his reaction speed, and it was only a matter of waving his hand to intercept it.

However......

"Meow~"

A soft, cute cry reached everyone's ears, and pink light also fell from the sky.

A pink soap bubble stood in front of Director Ai and caught the shadow ball fired by the second-generation Mewtwo.

The soap bubble was deformed by the impact of the shadow ball, but there was no sign of breaking at all.

Then, it returned the second-generation Mewtwo's shadow ball to its original path.

"what?"

The second-generation Chaomeng's eyes widened, and his surging mental power was released in one breath, forming an interception net.

However, the reflected shadow ball was obviously spiked.

It broke through the second-generation Mewtwo's interception net, hit it, and exploded with a "bang".

"Cough, cough...who is it?"

The embarrassed second-generation Mewtwo waved away the smoke of the explosion and looked above the arena.

There, a pink kitten was smiling mischievously and hugging its long tail happily.

"so cute!"

Sakura immediately held her face in her hands and praised Mew's appearance.

Ash is almost the same.

Bilan frowned, read out the name of this Pokémon, and said, "Dream?"

"dream?"

The handsome guy was surprised.

"You mean the legendary fantasy Pokémon, Mew?"

"Yes, it is also the blueprint of Mewtwo. It was those ambitious people who obtained Mewtwo's genes that created Mewtwo."

"Those guys are trying to create gods using the genes of fantasy Pokémon..."

The handsome guy's expression was very ugly.

He panicked a little.

Originally, he thought this trip was just to join in the fun and participate in the games played by wealthy businessmen.

As a result, I didn't expect that it would involve such a series of major events.

The second generation of Mewtwo, if there is a second generation, there must be a first generation, and there is Mew, and the organization behind them that created the two generations of Mewtwo...

"Tsk."

The handsome guy felt like his head was going to explode.

Is this level of gaming really something that a small Interpol like me can get involved in?

"dream......"

Looking up at the brightly smiling little guy in the sky, the second-generation Mewtwo had a very ugly expression.

The second-generation Mewtwo has a completely different attitude towards his parents who define themselves based on biology.

It respects Ai Xia, admires Ai Xia, and is eager to gain Ai Xia's recognition.

At the same time, it hates and resents dreams, and wants to defeat them and prove to others that it is not an imitation of dreams.

The second-generation Mewtwo thinks that he is an existence beyond dreams!

"Humph!"

So, it snorted coldly at Meng Meng and said: "Finally here, I thought you were here but you didn't dare to show up, or you didn't dare to come at all!"

"Meow......"

Mengmei tilted her head in confusion, as if she couldn't understand what the second generation Mewtwo said.

However, its heart is completely different...

"Meow~"

Dream laughed.

Son, who are you with?

Your mother will always be your mother. Don't think that just because you inherited a little talent in hand-to-hand combat from that child, you can turn against Tiangang.

If you really want to fight me this time, mom won’t worry about you at all.

It's better to say that it's a good thing that you really want to fight, because...

I've already been unhappy with this copy of yours!

"Meow~"

Dream smiled and spun around.

However, a wave missile was quickly formed and launched towards the second-generation Chaomeng's head without hesitation.

Little one, let your mother teach you what real fighting is.

Your so-called fighting and strength are completely at the level of playing house!

"Bastard!"

The second generation of Mewtwo also condensed a wave missile.

Two wave missiles collided and exploded in the sky, setting off a violent storm.

"Meow~"

Dream was still smiling brightly after the explosion of flames.

That's it?

The replica is really a replica. Even the moves are the same as those of the genuine product. There is no intention at all.

"Asshole, I'm not a copy, I'm Mewtwo!"

The stupid second-generation Mewtwo was so angry at Mew's series of taunts that his face turned red and his neck thickened.

In order to prove that it was not completely the only power of dreams, it immediately released its terrifying mental power and released a brilliant beam of light.

This is Mewtwo's exclusive move, mental destruction.

"Meow?"

In response, Mengmei tilted her head.

If you are not a copy of me, then you are also a copy of the first generation of Mewtwo, and the first generation of Mewtwo is a copy of me.

You, a replica, use the replica's exclusive moves and say that you are not a replica, and then you dare to touch the genuine product of Porcelain Renjia?

Stop kidding!

"Meow!"

Dream's expression immediately turned cold.

Inexplicably, someone made two copies in a row, and the second copy was inexplicably hostile to me...

The clay figurine still has some anger, let alone Mew, who is a fantasy Pokémon.

Spiritual strength!

The surging mental power roared over like a tsunami, and everyone on the ground except Ai Xia felt a sense of breathless oppression.

This mental power even distorted space, easily breaking the second-generation Mewtwo's mental damage.

"blue!"

Ai Xia turned around and called to Bi Lan who was dumbfounded, saying: "It's dangerous here, you guys hurry up and leave!"

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