Pokémon: Trainers Start as Bounty Hunters.

Xiao Gang, who was standing nearby, had also talked to Tetsuya about this and knew his thoughts, so he commented as follows.

"Alright, stop talking nonsense. How long will it take for Gyūki to arrive?"

Tetsuya asked with a serious expression.

Xiao Gang rolled his eyes, though no one could tell: "He needs to set up the defenses of Viridian City in half an hour."

"I see."

This news did not surprise Tetsuya.

Team Rocket is Team Rocket, and Giovanni is Giovanni.

Isn't it normal for the latter to appear where the Rockets weren't?

"Once Gym Leader Sakaki arrives, along with my grandfather and Gym Leader Minglan, the three of them will be able to quickly resolve this chaos."

Xiao Gang felt that what he said made a lot of sense.

I don't know why Tetsuya next to me had a strange expression on his face.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing, I just have a feeling this won't end so easily."

Tetsuya said meaningfully.

at the same time.

Tsukimiyama.

A battlefield where dozens of Elite Four, near-Champion, and even Champion-level Pokémon clash.

Gehau quickly sprayed medicine on his bleeding right arm and then bandaged it.

Wu Neng was clutching his head, looking like he was in some pain.

The oldest of them all, Wu Po, actually has the best energy and spirit.

But you can tell from the fact that only one Swampert, which had exited its Mega form, remained beside him.

The old trainer and his partner were not in particularly good condition.

"Skin"

In the air, a Picoxix kept making noises.

It is directing the wild elves to attack the three humans below.

As for its other three companions...

Its eyes were already darting around as it was placed in an open area far from the battlefield.

Without a doubt, Wu Po's achievements were astonishing.

Despite being outnumbered two to four, they still managed to achieve a 3-for-1 exchange.

Even if some more powerful trainers were brought in, they might not be able to do better than him.

However, this is also his limit.

Facing a Champion-level Clefairy that was in top condition and many powerful wild Pokémon.

Swampert, with less than a third of its former strength remaining, could only struggle to hold on with the help of Wu Neng and Gehau's companions.

"Has Grandpa Minglan not arrived yet?"

Wu Neng gritted his teeth, "I can't hold on much longer."

"It's only been a little over an hour since he was notified, so he should still be on his way."

Wu Po knew his old friend's personality well. "After all, there is danger on Hua Lan's side, and their advanced combat power is not as good as ours. He must have made proper arrangements."

Gehau commanded the two Tyranitar to block some more tricky attacks.

Even a quasi-god with extremely strong defense and vitality is now in a rather ordinary state.

There's nothing we can do about it.

Although most of their Pokémon are Rock-type, their defense is extremely strong.

Its weakness is that it lacks any regenerative abilities, making it unable to sustain prolonged combat.

Even the most perfect rotation and command cannot withstand the enemy's overwhelming offensive.

"This is unbelievable!" Gehau muttered under his breath. "Why do these elves hate us so much?"

The collapse of Mount Tsukimi was indeed related to human activities, but it was not entirely caused by us.

Isn't the bigger reason that they dug their tunnels too deep, combined with the terrain?

"You're talking about these things with the elves?"

Wu rolled his eyes exactly like Xiao Gang did, "You think they understand?"

The elves are indeed intelligent.

However, this level of wisdom is far from sufficient to clearly understand the causes of landslides.

and.

It is undeniable that human activities have indeed greatly reduced the living space of the indigenous inhabitants of Tsukimiyama.

In such a situation, it is natural to seek justice for those who have wronged others and to seek revenge for those who have wronged others.

"Depend on!"

Gehao knew, of course, that his older brother was right, and he waved his arms in frustration.

For a moment, the father and his two sons fell silent.

"It's alright. If something really happens, Brock and Jiro can hold our Pewter Gym together."

Wu Po took it all in stride, saying, "We've already passed the gym assessment, and the League can't possibly revoke Nibi's official gym qualification at this juncture."

Ten years is enough time for the little ones to grow up.

My old friends and the trainers you've befriended won't just sit idly by.

"Even if all else fails, there's always that young man named Tetsuya, isn't there? He's also a Champion-level trainer, and an exceptionally talented one at that."

It might sound a bit discouraging.

Neither Wu Neng nor Ge Hao refuted their father's statement.

They are all seasoned trainers.

Of course, we know how much chance of survival there is in this situation.

Every trainer is fully prepared mentally when they first debut.

Young people might panic, but experienced people definitely won't.

It's just that I can't help feeling a bit melancholy and powerless.

"If only I had known..."

"This is our duty."

Wu Po interrupted Ge Hao, who was about to say something, "We have to be here."

Holding out in the city will cause even more severe damage to the surrounding areas.

"As for you, it would be great if you were still traveling abroad as usual and hadn't come back."

The old man sighed.

Gehao smiled and said, "No way, I don't want to regret not coming back all the time. It's better to leave it as it is."

The atmosphere among the three of them was exceptionally relaxed.

The area available for movement around them is decreasing over time.

They inevitably got bruises on their bodies.

The red light emitted from the Poké Ball repeatedly missed its target.

"Roar--"

Tyranitar's eyes were bloodshot, and it refused to let its trainer retract his actions.

It wasn't the first elf to do this.

"Really, you guys shouldn't be so stubborn."

Gehau, whose right arm had simply vanished, was pale. "Go back to your Poké Ball; there's still a chance you'll survive."

Although the possibility is slim, it's better than nothing, isn't it?

Looking around at the scattered corpses of elves.

Gehau no longer had the strength to feel sadness.

The massive blood loss began to blur his vision.

The only two survivors of the training, Onix and Golem, also fiercely protected their trainers behind them.

Pieces of gravel fell off his body.

They let out painful cries.

"Father......"

Wu Neng, whose body was still relatively intact, looked at the pile of rubble not far away, unable to control his grief.

But he is now in a precarious situation himself.

"Steel Cannon Shrimp, Water Cannon!"

The angry voices echoed through the sky.

Minglan, who had come from Hualan City, finally arrived at the battlefield.

Seeing his best friend and two juniors in such a predicament, he immediately commanded his spirits to launch a rescue.

"Mega Gyarados, go and bring them up."

"Roar!"

As a white light flashed across the sky, the Gyarados, its body covered in water, fiercely and rapidly swooped down.

The elves along the way instinctively made way for them.

But the water cannons of the steel-armed shrimp made it howl in agony.

The rampaging Gyarados reached the very front.

Of course, Piccolo stepped forward and stopped it.

"Roar"

With its massive tail sweeping across, Mega Gyarados's ferocious eyes had only one purpose: destruction.

Piccolo was sent flying almost instantly.

In individual combat situations, the difference in strength between the two sides is still quite obvious.

"boom"

A Slowbro then emerged from the water around Mega Gyarados's body.

A powerful superpower descended upon Wu Neng and his companions, along with their spirits, attempting to lift them into the sky.

The surrounding wild Pokémon were naturally unwilling and launched an attack on Slowbro.

"stay--"

Sweat beaded on Slowbro's forehead as it retreated with its "burdens" under the cover of its companions.

"Armored clams, droplets of life."

Minglan quickly released her spirit to heal the three of them.

Wu Neng, who was in the best condition, was still somewhat conscious and managed a weak smile at the old man.

"Laugh, laugh, laugh, what's so funny?"

Minglan immediately swore, "Are you guys just stubborn? Can't you fight and retreat at the same time? Where's your Sun Rock? And that fossil pterosaur?"