Pokémon, I summon my fists to attack you

He put his nose close to the bottle and sniffed gently.

Hmm? Why is there no taste?

A bit weird, smell it again...

In an instant, a terrifying feeling suddenly burst into his mind.

It smelled like herrings in a can, like socks taken off after three days of non-stop exercise in stuffy boots.

Lance felt his eyes go dark, his body fell backwards uncontrollably, and he lost consciousness in an instant.

Palladium Lost Death Jiuyu Sanqi Jiuba

...

"What is the taste?"

A small soldier from Team Rocket frowned, sniffed hard, and asked in confusion.

"Do you smell a strange smell?"

He nudged another soldier next to him with his elbow.

"It seems... it's coming from the direction where Lord Lance is..."

Boom boom boom!

The two looked at each other, walked to Lance's door and knocked hard.

But there was no response from the room.

The soldier scratched his head and said suspiciously, "There's no sound. How strange! Lord Lance hasn't left yet..."

"How about we go in and take a look?"

Another soldier nodded in agreement.

After all, the Rockets have always had a tradition of underdogs overcoming their superiors. If they manage to find something to hold against Lance, well, hehe~

The two of them mustered up their courage and slowly pushed open the door.

Suddenly, a pungent stench rushed straight to the top of my head.

"Vomiting~"

The two soldiers were bent over by the stench, and felt as if all the strength in their bodies was being sucked away bit by bit by an invisible big hand.

At the last moment they shouted with all their might.

"Enemy...enemy attack!"

Hearing the shouts, the other Team Rocket members rushed over.

"Who is this daring fellow who dares to come to Team Rocket headquarters and attack us?"

"Brothers, hurry up and grab the Poké Balls and kill him!"

A man who looked like a squad leader shouted.

“Ugh! What’s that smell…!”

“Plop!” “Plop!” “Plop!” “Plop!”

...

Rainbow City.

Team Rocket's secret underground base.

A man in a neat suit stood quietly outside the transparent glass wall of the laboratory, his eyes fixed on the busy researchers inside.

"Knock, knock, knock!" A series of rapid knocks on the door broke the slightly depressing silence here.

"Come in." The man in the suit responded in a low voice.

A man wearing the Rockets' iconic uniform pushed the door open and walked in.

He walked up quickly and whispered in Sakaki's ear.

"Boss Sakaki, the official stronghold in Rainbow City has fallen! Including Lord Lance, all 19 people are missing!"

Sakaki was not alarmed, as it was just a smokescreen to cover up the laboratory.

But Lance also lost contact...

"Let's move the experiment location. There can't be any mistakes."

After saying that, Sakaki walked into the laboratory with steady steps, stood in front of a huge glass container filled with culture medium, and asked.

"What stage is the experiment at now?"

A man in a white coat, whose hair volume indicated he was a top researcher, replied respectfully:

"Now we have the genes from Mew. In just one week, we'll be able to overcome the final obstacle and successfully give life to our artificial Pokémon!"

Looking at the purple and white Pokémon curled up in the culture medium, Sakaki said softly

"An artificial Pokémon that possesses the power of dreams..."

The man denied it with a fanatical look in his eyes.

"No!"

"It's a Pokémon that will definitely surpass Mew!"

41. This is a serious competition!

Guided by the entry tickets they got from Rika, Xiaozhi and the other two set out on their way to participate in the world's first martial arts tournament.

"Whizzing!"

There was a strange sound of wind.

The three of them looked closely and saw that it was a majestic-looking brown humanoid Pokémon wearing boxing gloves, practicing boxing while walking.

Every move was as fast as lightning.

Every time he swung his punch, it brought with it a gust of fierce wind.

"It's Kamaboko!" Misty's eyes lit up as she recognized this Pokémon.

"I remember hearing in Pokémon knowledge class that this Pokémon's punching speed and power are completely comparable to that of a world champion."

She explained.

"World champion?!"

When Xiaozhi heard this, his blood immediately boiled, and he looked at Pikachu at his feet.

"Pikachu! We have to take action now!"

"Let me see what a world champion is like! Defeat Quick Punch and become the Pokémon Champion!"

Pikachu: "?"

How can you become the Pokémon Champion if you are not a Pokémon?

Xiaozhi rolled up his sleeves, strode towards Kuai Quanlang, and roared loudly as he walked up to him.

"Quick Punch Man! I challenge you!"

The fast boxer, who was concentrating on practicing his punches, was frightened by the sound and trembled all over.

It turned its head and looked at Xiaozhi who was standing in front of it with a burning gaze.

"Yeah!"

A challenge?! It's the challenge he loves most!

With a trainer with such an imposing presence, the Pokémon must be extraordinary!

Let me see what it is!

Kuai Quanlang took a quick look.

Huh? Pikachu?!

"Yeah?"

I laughed and thought it was some kind of Pokémon with super strength or Master Itachi.

As a result, this is it?

A mere electric mouse that's everywhere dares to challenge me who is proficient in various fighting skills?

It nodded confidently, signaling Xiaozhi that he could attack.

"Great! Sonic Fist!"

Fast Punch: “?”

Pikachu can do this?

Before he had time to think about it, a fist as big as a sandbag rapidly enlarged in his eyes.

boom! ! !

The fast boxer fell to the ground.

Xiaozhi stared at his fist in a daze. Wasn't it said to have the strength of a world champion? How come it fell down before he even put in any effort?

He turned to look at Xiaoxia and muttered

"Xiaoxia, are you sure you've been listening carefully in class?"

Xiaoxia: “…”

I don't think it's my problem.

"What are you doing to my fast boxer?!"

A loud roar came from behind the three of them.

I saw a strong middle-aged man wearing a vest and a red towel around his neck running towards me from a distance.

He ran closer and saw the fast boxer with a huge fist mark on his face. Without saying a word, the uncle grabbed the fast boxer and began to perform emergency rescue skillfully.

"Uh...we just wanted to have a competition, but it fell down before we even put any strength in, right, Pikachu?"

Xiaozhi scratched his head and said embarrassedly, his eyes occasionally looking at the fast boxer on the ground.

"Pickup."

indeed.

Pikachu nodded.

It testifies that Xiaozhi has not yet exerted his strength.

Did he lose to Pikachu?

The man looked at the fist marks on Kuai Quanlang's face and felt a little confused.

But is Pikachu's fist this big?

"Yeah~"

Kuai Quan Lang woke up slowly. He shook his head, as if he had not yet recovered from the dizziness.

The man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that it was fine, but then his face tightened and he scolded Kuai Quanlang seriously.

"I was defeated by a mere Pikachu!"

Pikachu: "?"

What is a mere Pikachu?!

"Kuai Quanlang, have you forgotten what I taught you?! No matter who you face, you must never be careless!"

"Yeah?"

Kuai Quanlang rubbed his face, which still ached slightly, his eyes full of grievance.

It was indeed a bit underestimated, but the punch just now was too fast.

I didn't see anything clearly, and suddenly everything went dark in front of my eyes.