Blessings for Pokémon

Chapter 50 Hurt each other

Qingyun was just talking hilariously, and didn't expect the other party to be stupid.

In fact, if this development continues, the blue bar of Cocoa Dora will soon bottom out.

That is the so-called PP return to 0.

However, the real world doesn't classify the number of times a skill is used. If the physical energy is exhausted, no skill can be released.

Just chase after it!

If you chase me and run away, if you catch up with me, I will let you hehehe.
The little fat man also understood that this could not go on.

"Cocoa Dora, use mud throwing!"

Since you can't win, then disgust the opponent.

I lost, so don't even think about it.

Cocoa Dora stopped panting, dug out the mud and threw it over.

Trainers and Pokémon can gradually become a tacit understanding and have a common heart through battles.

Cocoa Dora has already understood its trainer's plan, and has begun to give up on herself, using mud throwing skills frantically.

I can't beat you to death, I'm sick of you!
"Chestnuts—"

The foam chinchilla turned pale with fright and flicked left and right, but more and more mud was splashed on its body.

"Don't hide, you've become clay figurines, why hide?"

"Hit back with high-speed stars!"

Qingyun couldn't stand it anymore, the appearance of the foam chinchilla was too embarrassing.

It's a dead end, right?

Well
Nowadays
No one can walk out of the battle hall standing up!

The high-speed star hit Cocodora, and its expression was very painful.

Even so, he still gritted his teeth and used his skills.

Little Fatty and Qingyun's eyes turned red.

After so many years of development in the battle world, I have never seen such a shameless opponent.

"Throw mud!!!"

"High Speed ​​Stars!!!"

"Throw mud!!!"

"High-speed star!!"

"mud!!"

"Star!!"

"Fuck it, throw it in his mouth!"

"Hey, I'll go, little fat man, are you so cruel? Foam chinchilla, go around and find a chance to piss him off!"

"I'll do it! You're too poisonous!"

If it weren't for the distance between the two, maybe they could pinch each other.

The referee frowned in embarrassment.

After organizing the competition for so many years, he has never seen any big storms.

At the Silver Conference back then, he had even seen trainers who fought hand-to-hand as soon as they got off the field.

but
He has never encountered such a situation where both parties insult each other without uttering dirty words.

The referee had no choice but to squat down and tie his shoelaces as if nothing had happened, pretending not to see it.

The mutual damage between Qingyun and Qingyun did not last long.

As time went by, Cocodora suffered too much damage, and finally fell to the ground exhausted.

"carat--"

Cocoa Dora looked at her opponent with the last of her strength, her eyes full of unwillingness.

I'm so reconciled, I can't throw mud on its ass!
puff--

Cocoa Dora has circled eyes.

Seeing this, the referee heaved a sigh of relief, not daring to give the two time to play, shouting at the speed of waving the flag at the Silver Conference.

"Cocoa Dora loses the ability to fight, and the foam chinchilla wins!"

When the foam chinchilla saw the opponent fall, instead of being happy, he became even angrier.

Is this gone?

My Cosmic Explosion Steel First Tail hasn't been dispatched yet.
It has already figured out what angle to stuff into the opponent's body.

The foam chinchilla rolled its eyes and slid past quietly whistling silently.

"I go!"

Qingyun was startled when he saw this.

Quickly ran two steps, stepped forward and grabbed the clean part of its back.

"It's over, it's over, why are you so impatient~"

The foam chinchilla struggled to break away, and looked at Qingyun with big red eyes.

Open her little muddy paws and show him.

He pointed to the lumps of mud that had solidified on the fluff, and screamed aggrieved.

"Soak chestnuts and chestnuts!" (Look, look! Look for yourself.)
Qingyun sighed inwardly.

What can I do?
I'm used to it, pamper it.

Qingyun lowered his body and hugged the foam chinchilla in his arms, sticking to it tightly.

The foam chinchilla knew that he was dirty, and he didn't want Qingyun to be like that, so he kept pushing his chest with his little claws.

Regardless of the little guy's struggle, Qingyun stood up and rubbed his face with it, and said softly.

"Let's go, let's go back to take a shower together."

Seeing that he couldn't break free, the foam chinchilla no longer resisted. It huddled in his arms and squinted its eyes in a comfortable position.

"Chestnuts—"

"Yes, yes, I will wash it for you."

"Puffed chestnuts!" The foam chinchilla patted his chest dissatisfied.

"No no, my pleasure, my dear little princess."

The referee smiled and watched them leave.

I have seen a lot, and I have very little feeling.

I didn't expect to see the picture in my childhood dream again today.

Come home early today!
I kind of miss the weirdness at home.
Qingyun's departure meant that he gave up his right to stand on the field.

In this situation, he is not willing to let the foam chinchilla continue to fight.

The original purpose of the battlefield was to test the adaptability of the foam chinchilla's characteristics.

As a result, he won without injury, but he was in a mess.

Qingyun came to the venue where Alice was fighting and found a place where no one was watching.

From the discussions of the surrounding audience, it was the second time for Alice, and she was very neat.

Alice's win went very smoothly, there was no farce like Qingyun's, and the leading gopher won the game cleanly.

Qingyun waited for a while, and found that the leading gopher was still alive and well.

It is estimated that the second game will not lose.

Foam Chinchilla didn't pay attention to the game on the field, and now he feels sick all over, and all he wants to do is run back to his room to take a shower.

However, they understood that they were their friends in the venue, and it would be impolite to leave without saying a word, so they didn't say anything.

It grabbed Qingyun's clothes tightly, turned its head against his chest, and felt a warm feeling in the friction, thinking inwardly.

Just let him hug for a while~
Qingyun looked down, the pouting little guy narrowed his eyes, smiled and ignored it.

(End of this chapter)