Ditto doesn't move

Fighting with everything they have, burning with fighting spirit and conviction—how could such a battle, brimming with awareness, not attract them to witness it?

The smoke gradually dissipated.

A clearly visible figure finally appeared in the center of the smoke.

"You played well! You played well!"

Xia Ming, the Martial God, was also kneeling on the ground with his four arms crossed in front of his chest. Although he was also visibly exhausted and had terrible injuries, he did not show any signs of injury.

"Superhuman strength! (Impossible! I know my own body best; it's absolutely impossible for me to take that kind of damage...)"

and many more……

The mother monster showed an expression of awe:

"Mighty strength? (So, you managed to hold on through sheer willpower alone, without a trainer?)"

"Phantom! Dream! First move! (What kind of resolve are you going to have in this fight?!)"

Book 1 The Happy Little Monster: Chapter 36 What Happens After the Fun?

You ask me what kind of mindset I have when I fight?

Of course, it's so I don't get scolded!

Of course, simply having awareness is not enough to achieve this level.

Being able to completely withstand this double return is definitely not due to some clown-like act of "I'll return the favor twice over."

It's a power-reducing move! I used power-reducing!

We won't go into the details of how they did it, but the battle isn't over yet!

Barely managing to stand up from the ground, I broke free from the simplest and most extreme violence brought by each punch, and from the immense pain...

The four-armed God of War then walked confidently toward his opponent.

That figure inspired awe and respect.

In the dead of night, the Pokémon watching dared not make a sound; they felt that even the sound of swallowing saliva was inappropriate at this moment.

The female monster, who had been kneeling on one knee, stood up. Even though she unconsciously showed a pained expression because of the flames that flashed across her body, she still looked at the other person with eyes full of admiration.

But no matter how much respect there is, the opponent is still a rival, and this battle is not over yet!

On it!

Despite having taken the full Flame Fist and then unleashing a double blow that caused significant damage to its body, it still felt that it was in better shape than its opponent!

Filled with happiness, I mustered my fighting spirit and walked confidently to my opponent, forgetting all those nonsensical moves, and unleashing the boxing skills I had honed!

For a moment, only the sound of fists striking flesh could be heard in the arena.

Amidst the back-and-forth sounds, the spectators who had come to watch the battle with the intention of having fun felt as if they had been emotionally impacted, their moods were extremely heavy, and they even felt a sense of guilt.

Especially the Pokémon that fought alongside their trainers, those on the scene of the battle felt ashamed that they could remain uninvolved and unaffected.

Is it possible to achieve this level of skill without a trainer?

Is it necessary to go to this extent for a battle?

If this is what constitutes a battle...

Weren't all those battles we experienced before just like children playing house, just playing around?

What follows is envy, longing, and jealousy.

Pokémon are such simple-minded creatures. Apart from those Pokémon that genuinely dislike battling, the vast majority of the audience members present shared almost the same thought:

II Lingyu V Lingjiu III Liujiu is amazing! So dazzling!

Can I do what it does?

Can I, like it, wholeheartedly dedicate my awareness and beliefs, and wholeheartedly do that thing without regrets?

No one can answer them.

Faced with this strange scene, only the two monstrous beings fighting in the arena showed no confusion or hesitation.

Regardless of whether there are spectators or not, the thoughts in his mind have already been transmitted to his fists.

Having cast aside all impurities and evil thoughts, all that remains now is the battle itself.

Fight! Defeat! Victory!

Having exchanged countless punches, Mother Monster's steps suddenly faltered.

Almost simultaneously, she sensed the possibility of failure again, but this time, she felt no resentment or wishful thinking.

In terms of tactics, techniques, and awareness, I lost miserably.

The burning negative status made it impossible for me to exert my normal strength. My control over attribute energy was like that of a newborn baby. Despite having the advantage in physical strength, I couldn't persevere.

The only advantage I have is that I'm more familiar with the stance and punching motions.

I am not willing to accept this. I am so unwilling to accept this.

Unconsciously, I recalled what my master had once said:

The happiest thing in the world is when your opponent is always chasing you, and you are always chasing your opponent.

Thud! The final punch landed squarely on his face.

Filled with intense resentment, the mother monster collapsed heavily to the ground:

"Super strength... (Sorry, I couldn't...)"

Before the words were even finished, swirling circles under the eyes, a sign of fainting, appeared on her face.

The outcome is decided!

The victor is Xia Ming, the Martial God, who defended his innocence!

He stared intently at the fallen female Machamp for a moment, then produced a berry from somewhere and chewed on it to regain his strength. He then scanned the silent Pokémon around him.

"Change! (Who's next?)"

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Early in the morning, Xiao Xiang, who was unconsciously smiling as he happily jumped rope with the Ditto in his sleep, was awakened by a sudden loud noise.

"My God! Who did this?!"

"Grandpa, what happened?"

Rubbing her sleepy eyes, the little girl instinctively sat up, only to find that Ditto wasn't in her arms. She went outside to check...

Whoosh! Craters were everywhere, blasted out by the attack. Grass from the pasture was torn apart, some charred, some frozen. The pond had turned into puddles, the woods into small swamps, and the artificial hill in the yard was blasted into scattered stones...

The backyard of the breeding house looks like the battlefield of the Normandy landings!

If that were all, Xiao Xiang's grandfather could comfort himself that it was just the Pokémon having a fight, and that repairing the venue wouldn't cost much.

The problem is that many of the Pokémon entrusted to trainers for foster care are lying on the ground, seemingly knocked unconscious, while the rest of the Pokémon are like frightened birds.

Having fought all night, Xia Ming, who had fallen asleep at some point, was also awakened by the sound. After carefully looking around, he realized something was wrong.

In the heat of the battle, they didn't hold back and left the field in a rather messy state.

But these were all minor incidents; what was worse was that they triggered another crisis.

"Oh no!! This is bad! I knew the incubation center would attract attention. They came to cause trouble in the middle of the night! Oh no! Oh no!"

"It must be Team Rocket or Team Skull! They're trying to steal our Pokémon while we're sleeping!"

"Xiao Xiang, go call the police! Let me check if any Pokémon are missing."

"Okay, Grandpa."

The little girl, who had been frightened, immediately perked up and dashed into the house, leaving Xia Ming, who was hiding in the bushes, to wipe away his sweat guiltily.

This is bad luck.

Before making any money, I've caused trouble. Looks like I'll have to lose a lot of money...

No, even if I bear a lot of responsibility, those guys who got inexplicably hot-blooded also have a problem.

What was supposed to be a peaceful battle or a quest turned into a frenzy, with everyone going on a rampage like they were on steroids, unleashing powerful attacks on anyone they could find...

That's right, I absolutely cannot be made the scapegoat for this!!!

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P.S.: I suggest you don't click on the pictures, hehe.

Book 1 The Happy Little Metamorphosis: Chapter 37 is simply upside down!

Calm down, calm down first.

Then I used my extraordinary wisdom to analyze and deduce the situation.

First of all, blaming the Rockets or the Skull team is a very flimsy excuse.

Not to mention that last night's battle was conducted openly and fairly, there were as many eyewitnesses as needed, and moreover, Grandpa Xiaoxiang would find that no Pokémon were missing once he counted the numbers.

This is a very big flaw.

Fortunately, humans don't understand Pokémon's language, and the Pokémon present were all a bunch of hot-blooded goofballs.

While the possibility of discovering the truth through body language still exists, there is still some room for maneuver.

So, right now, besides clearing my own name...

Damn it, I'm not the only one who upgraded. Everyone was involved in damaging the site, so why should I be the only one to pay for it?

When it came to a way to rake in the trainers' coins, a brilliant idea suddenly flashed into the Idea King's mind.

……

Why did you call the police? I'm a cop!

Genius! Discharged from the hospital!

About ten minutes later, they were shocked to learn that there might be criminals causing trouble in their jurisdiction.

The police station group, fully armed and heading towards the breeding center, unexpectedly spotted a familiar figure jogging early in the morning on the beach road.

"Has something happened?"

Pretending to be a chance encounter, Xia Mingwu righteously waved to the police car.

Good morning, senior! You've arrived just in time!

Surprisingly, the senior police officer in charge was not Junsa.

Although she wasn't Junsha and hadn't participated in Xia Ming's training, she seemed to have secretly observed the new tactical instructor from the sidelines and heard about his story.

With an expression of deep gratitude, the senior police officer extended an olive branch:

"I'm a little sorry to bother you, but the person who reported it said that it seems to be a large-scale attack by an evil organization, which seems to be trying to steal Pokémon. I'm worried about what to do if the other party is very powerful."

"With you here, senior, I feel at ease."

"Heh, they dare to be so blatant! This is no ordinary evil organization; we must strike hard!"

"Don't be afraid! I'm here to help you!!!"

After a brief conversation, the perpetrator brazenly got into the police car that was supposed to uphold justice.

This is utterly upside down! Completely upside down!

Sitting calmly in the police car, listening to the female police officer's warm thanks, even Xia Ming, the Martial God, couldn't help but let out a smug snort.

With my extraordinary wisdom, I have the means to easily overcome adversity.

The only regret is that it was originally planned to reveal its human form when saying goodbye to the little girl, but now it has to be done earlier.

But that's reality; even a martial god can't be perfect in everything.

Bang.

The distance was only a few hundred meters, but the police van, specially prepared to deal with multiple crimes, came to a screeching halt in front of the breeding house.