Pokemon’s Fifth Elite

“Ming people don’t talk secretly, why are you here for me, I’m very clear about, if you want to fight, don’t hide it, let me see what you have qualified to be called the undefeated emperor.”

“Luther of Sinnoh Region Perch Isle is challenging you!” Luther raised the Poké Ball and pointed it at Guzma. “As far as I know, Golisopod was called Wimpod before it evolved.”

“Guzma, are you Wimpod or Golisopod?”

Although Luther was smiling when he spoke, his tone was frighteningly cold.

The appearance of him made Susan’s students suddenly feel a little strange.

In their view, Luther is just a guy who ate and sleep every day, went out to play around, and was too lazy to move when he came back.

The last time they defeated the Skeletons gave them a glimpse of Luther’s strength, but at that time, Luther was not at all, as it is now, exuding an aura that no one should enter.

It’s like opening a bloody mouth wide open like a sacrificial bowl, a monster who chooses people to eat, now he shows his fangs and faces Guzma.

Guzma has a solemn expression. He dares to be so Power Trip that he is determined to be at the same level and he is fully capable of crushing opponent.

But the imposing manner that Luther exudes now makes him a little shaken.

Guzma always feels that the person in front of him is looking down at him aloof and remotely. If he didn’t ruin the camp by himself, or rotten his sweater, he would only deal with himself in the same way as his subordinates.

Instead of having a formal duel like now.

Where is the problem?

He destroyed the camp and caused his commission to have an accident, so he has to be fined?

Then he is a profitable person?

This kind of thing can’t be so excited about a sweater, right? Not so much.

In any case, Guzma doesn’t like the feeling of being overlooked and underestimated. He has always treated others like this!

Although he was a little uneasy, Luther succeeded in angering him. He wanted to teach Luther a lesson and let him know that the imposing manner of white light is useless.

“Okay, I’m next to the game, how do you want to play?” Guzma waved his men back to make room for the game.

“The game is six vs. six. Since you are called the undefeated emperor, you should always have six Pokemon, right?”

“It’s not suitable here. Let’s go to the beach.” Luther said, “There is a Beach and there is a sea. I have no worries about fighting like this.”

Guzma did not oppose Luther’s proposal, and went to the beach where he met Milotic before.

Stepping on the soft sand, Guzma smiled straightly. He thought Luther was stupid, and offered him a venue suitable for his playing style.

“Before the battle begins, I want to say something that doesn’t matter.” Luther grabbed the Poké Ball in his hand and threw it out.

Hei Lujia did not have Howl, nor did he show his teeth threateningly. Instead, he stepped on the sand a few times and looked at Guzma coldly.

Looking at Luther giving himself the advantage of choosing Pokemon in the first battle, Guzma couldn’t help laughing.

“Oh, what do you want to say?”

“I haven’t worn that sweater yet. It’s brand new.” Luther said, “My wife knitted it for me.”

“Please enjoy this game.” Luther showed his white teeth, but his smile was very penetrating.

To match Luther’s expression, Hei Lujia also showed his sharp teeth.

Guzma has noticed the bad things. One of the biggest reasons why he is called the undefeated emperor is because he rarely participates in games that he is easy to lose.

In his opinion, it is meaningless to take second place. He hates second place just as he hates the traditional, bloody Kukui with his mouth shut.

Until this moment, his experience told him that he was really not sure of winning this game.

However, he was too proud beforehand, which caused him to say something to death. At this moment, his subordinates are watching him from behind, hoping that as the boss, he can take down Luther who embarrassed them.

Guzma has no choice but to brace oneself!