Ash's Pokémon Travel Has Big Problems

Before anyone could react, they only saw a burst of... blue light erupt from Ash's body?

In short, that's how it can be described.

Then the fan was knocked away.

Ash enters a state of exhaustion.

Fan Dou strode up to Xiao Zhi and extended his broad palm.

Ash looked up, and through his sweat-blurred vision, he saw Fandou's undisguised smile of admiration.

"Uncle Fan Dou... you're really something."

He forced a tired but cheerful smile, reached out, gripped the fan tightly, and used the leverage to stand up.

Make friends with all your heart!

Let's connect through fists!

This is how fighters get along!

Shan Dou laughed loudly: "Hahahaha! Good! That's exhilarating!"

"I never thought my fan would almost be defeated by you today!"

He surveyed the still-shocked Pokémon around him, his booming voice echoing throughout the dojo:

"Did you all see that?!"

"This is the 'Fighting Spirit'!"

"Never give up until the very last moment, and you can even unleash power beyond your own limits in desperate situations!"

Far from displaying the arrogance of a victor, Shan Dou's eyes shone brightly, his face filled with the ecstatic joy and excitement of discovering a treasure.

"Boy!"

He looked at Ash again, his gaze intense.

"No, Ash!"

The sound of the fan trembled slightly with excitement.

"You're a genius! No, a monster!"

"I've been practicing martial arts for thirty years, and I've taught at least eight hundred to a thousand students, but I've never seen anyone like you!"

He stretched out his rough, large hand and patted Ash's shoulder hard, causing Ash to bare his teeth again.

"He was born to fight!"

Fan Dou became more and more excited as he spoke, grabbing Xiao Zhi's shoulders with both hands and extending an invitation with utmost sincerity:

"Stay and join our Fighting Spirit Dojo!"

"Stop being just an ordinary trainer, that's such a waste of your talent!"

"Follow me, let's train hard together, next year, no, the year after!"

"We will definitely make it to the highest stage of the P1 Fighting Championship and bring the championship trophy back!"

"What karate king!"

"What fighting king!"

"They'll all be trampled under our feet!"

"Your name will definitely resound throughout the entire fighting world!"

Winning the P1 Fighting Championship, defeating the King of Fighters... this is the ultimate dream for any fighter.

In fact, the status of fans in the martial arts world is very high.

He is the top candidate for the P1 Fighting Championship.

Unfortunately.

Xiao Zhi's ambitions lie elsewhere.

He only practices martial arts for self-defense.

Trainers should not be allowed to become a burden in Pokémon battles.

Ash gasped for breath, then looked up at Fan Dou's expectant and sincere eyes.

...emm, it's too...I just can't bring myself to say it?

...Never mind, things need to be made clear. I hate those 8 PM shows the most.

...What if a misunderstanding leads to some melodramatic plot twist?

...Quack!

...You might as well just kill me!

Xiao Zhi wiped the sweat from his forehead and any dust that might have gotten on his mouth, then shook his head:

"Thank you, Uncle Fandou."

"I am truly delighted to be valued by you so much."

He paused, his gaze drifting past the window of the dojo, as if looking towards the distant future:

"However, my goal is to reach the Indigo League champion's podium with my Pokémon partners, then fight my way to the League Champion and become a Pokémon Master."

"Fighting is a way for me and my partners to get stronger, but it's not my whole journey."

Ash knows very well that he cannot lack fighting skills.

But fighting won't be his whole life.

"Ah?!" The light in Shan Dou's eyes dimmed for a moment, his face filled with heartache and indignation at the waste of such precious resources.

He opened his mouth, wanting to persuade him again.

But seeing Ash's clear and determined eyes, one knew that the boy's mind was made up.

But if you think about it carefully, Shiba, the King of Fighters, is also one of the Four Heavenly Kings.

It doesn't seem to make a difference?

Fan Dou sighed heavily: "What a pity! What a pity! The Quartz Conference... Oh well, everyone has their own ambitions."

But then he changed his tone, and his appreciation for talent took over again:

"But even if you don't plan to specialize in combat, you can't let your talent go to waste."

"Relying solely on guesswork will lead to very slow progress!"

"So, you're going to Black Cloud City?"

"There's no rush!"

"Stay here, let me teach you properly for a few days!"

"Let me go over the basics with you: power generation, power release, footwork, breathing techniques... I'll explain all of these to you!"

"At least it'll help you avoid getting hurt when you fight with people or Pokémon in the future! How about that?"

The overall atmosphere of the Pokémon world is great.

Very few people would be jealous and do bad things.

It is precisely because most people are so friendly that this situation of sending young children on trips occurs.

More than 90% of people help each other.

Trainers who travel can receive guidance from local strong individuals around the world, thus growing rapidly.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhi's face lit up with joy!

There is such a good thing!

nice!

Even the pain in my body seemed to have vanished.

It's fantastic to have a professional like Shan Dou willing to share all their knowledge!

"Really? That's great!"

"Thank you, Uncle Fan Dou! Please teach me in the strictest way possible!" Ash knew that he was still in the early stages of his journey and that there were many dangers outside.

Therefore, the faster the growth rate, the better.

A little pain?

I will endure!

"Haha! Good! That's more like it!" Fan Dou laughed heartily, very satisfied with Xiao Zhi's attitude.

A fighter must be unafraid of pain, hardship, and the courage to face all kinds of dangers!

So Ash and his friends stayed at the Soul Arena for the time being.

Xiaogang and Xiaoxia had no objection to this; after all, after continuous travel and events, it wouldn't be bad to have a safe and comfortable place to rest for a few days.

Brock even released his Geodude, letting it experience the atmosphere with the Fighting-type Pokémon in the dojo and learn some close-quarters combat techniques.

After all, Geodude's Rock type makes it effective in close-range combat.

Fighting skills are a very universal thing.

Anyone who can perform a physical attack through changes in their body and limbs should learn a little bit of it.

Night fell completely over the town, but the lights inside the dojo remained bright.

Most of the other trainees and Pokémon have already finished their training and gone back to rest.

Inside the vast main training ground, only two spots remained where people were still sweating profusely.

In the center of the arena, Ash and Fan Dou's figures were still rapidly crisscrossing.

"boom!"

"Snapped!"

"Oh!"

Ash was repeatedly thrown, knocked back, and kicked down by Fan-Dou using various exquisite moves.

Fan Dou clearly didn't hold back just because Ash agreed to stay. Instead, he became even stricter, targeting Ash's weak points and flaws with every strike, making him remember his mistakes in the most "painful" way.

This was also Ash's own request.

If you want to achieve quick results, pain is the best teacher.

Because pain will definitely leave an unforgettable impression on you.

As a professional fighter, Shan Dou naturally knows where to strike for maximum pain while minimizing damage.

"Breathe! Pay attention to your breathing rhythm!"

"Power originates from the feet, arises from the waist and abdomen, and is transmitted to the limbs!"

"Don't just use your arms to exert force!"

"Shift your weight! Lower your center of gravity!"

"You're floating so high, you'd fall over with a single push!"

"Once you sense the flow of my power, you should react in advance, not wait until it hits you before you realize it!"

"Speed ​​is the most important thing in battle!"

"As long as you're faster than others, you can interrupt them just as they start their attack!"

"This is the essence of striking late but arriving first! Anticipating the enemy's moves!"

Fan Dou's roar echoed throughout the dojo, accompanied by the dull thud of Ash's body hitting the mat.

Courtside.

Pikachu sat cross-legged, hovering twenty centimeters above the ground, its body surrounded by tiny golden arcs of electricity, maintaining [electromagnetic levitation].

Its little paws held a teacup that was a bit too big for it, containing a special drink that Shan Dou had prepared for it to replenish its energy.

It sipped its drink slowly while keeping its eyes glued to the battle in the arena.