An abstract trainer who taught Charmander the Incinerate move

Chapter 73 Peerless Tang Sect, Ultimate Humiliation (Two Chapters Combined, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

When it was only three steps away from Mo Zhen, the vine snake suddenly stopped.

It did not display a submissive or pleading demeanor like a normal elf would when seeking to be tamed.

Instead, it raised its head, its emerald green body taut and straight, like a proud nobleman scrutinizing his future vassals.

Its flexible and powerful vine whip, with a whistling sound, struck the fountain next to Mo Zhen with a precise "snap," splashing a small spray of water.

This is not an attack, but a declaration full of provocation and possessiveness!

Fujiko's actions quickly attracted Mo Zhen's attention.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at the other person with interest.

"Wow, that's outrageous! Pokémon are actually picking these up! Wild Unova starter Pokémon are practically delivered to our doorstep?"

Xiao Huolong and Luca, who had finished playing the roles of onlookers, also arrived at this moment.

The moment Xiao Huolong saw the vine snake, his round eyes widened instantly.

The emerald green scales gleamed with a warm, jade-like luster in the setting sun, and the slender, elegant neck was slightly raised, exuding an innate aura of dominance over all living beings.

Especially the vine whip that had just lashed the fountain, now deftly retracted at her side, its movement as fluid as a noble lady closing her lace folding fan.

"Oh--"

At this moment, Xiao Huolong couldn't help but let out a self-absorbed, trembling Tang-style voice.

Now is...

Fantasy time!

In stark contrast to Xiao Huolong, who was lost in his fantasy world, Luca's blue fur practically stood on end the moment he saw the Snivy!

As an experienced security guard, Luca sensed an extremely dangerous aura emanating from Snivy!
That was not a threat of physical attack, but something deeper and more evil, an evil will that viewed all living beings as stepping stones.

Luca instinctively assumed a fighting stance with his claws, his left arm subtly shifting as if it were about to transform into a helicopter propeller.

Just then, the emerald green queen slightly turned her head, and her cold, serpentine eyes, filled with natural arrogance and scrutiny, precisely swept towards Luca.

There was no anger, no threat, only a top-down indifference, as if looking at a speck of dust.

Om-!
In an instant, Luca felt as if he had been pierced by an invisible cold current!

This is a sense of instinctive awe for those in power that originates from the depths of one's blood.

If the navy is the security guard of the sea, then the other side is the owner of the sea—the sea god!
What Navy King? Security Captain!
After just a short observation, Mo Zhen was able to analyze the composition of this green snake.

At first glance, it appears genuine; the identification is: Tang.

Xiao Mengzi glanced at Xiao Huolong, who was lost in fantasy time, and Luca, who was being suppressed, and her expression became complicated.

【Lord Mo Zhen, do you want to add it to our team? It doesn't seem very friendly; it's probably a problematic spirit...】

Mo Zhen smiled slightly, not taking it to heart.

To subdue such an elf with the potential to become a god-king, one needs an extremely high destiny.

As the god of dreams and art, Mo Zhen has no shortage of divinity.

Moreover, by taking the other party under his wing, he could gather Tang Long, Tang Gou, and Tang She, forming the Three Young Masters of the Tang Family, establishing the Peerless Tang Sect, promoting Tang culture, and recreating the glory of the Tang Dynasty.

Just as the delicate stalemate was at, a flurry of footsteps approached from afar.

"Snivy! You're here! That's great!"

Bai Lu ran over breathlessly, her face showing the relief of having found what she had lost and the traces of tears still wet on her cheeks.

Her bright green hat tilted as she ran, making her look somewhat disheveled.

At that moment, she was completely oblivious to the eerie atmosphere around her; all she could see was her vine snake.

Hei Lian followed closely behind, his face even more grim than before.

As a meticulous and academically gifted student, his keen insight had already sensed something.

Oh no, there's a cow!!!
Bai Lu rushed to Tengteng Snake's side with a sob in her voice. This time, she didn't even dare to reach out and touch it. She just clasped her hands together and pleaded incoherently.

"Snivy! Please come back, okay? I... I know I'm not good enough, I'm not strong enough... I'll definitely work harder in the future! I'll study battle techniques carefully, and I'll buy you the best Power Cubes!"

Bai Lu's tone was filled with humble pleading, as if she were trying to hold onto a lover who was about to leave her and was out of reach.

She frantically straightened the glaring green hat on her head, as if it were her last lifeline and a symbol of her status.

"Look, we bought this together in Deer Town, do you remember? I specifically bought this color to match your scales... Please, come back!"

However, the vine snake didn't even spare Bailu a glance.

Its gaze, as if drawn by a magnet, was firmly fixed on Mo Zhen.

"Enough, Bailu! Stop behaving so humbly!"

Seeing Bai Lu's pitiful state, Hei Lian could no longer hold back and shouted sternly.

He stepped forward, attempting to project the authority of a trainer.

"Fujisan! I order you to come back immediately! How dare you, a trainer's Pokémon, desert without permission! You are challenging the fundamental rules between trainers and Pokémon! Now, immediately, return to your Poké Ball!"

He snatched the Snivy's Poké Ball from Bailu's waist, aimed it at it, and his movements were as precise as a textbook illustration.

Finally, the snail moved.

It turned its proud head toward Bailu and Heilian, slightly raising its chin, as if a queen were looking down at two clueless commoners below the steps of her palace.

Immediately following Black Lotus's response was an impatient flick of Tengis Snake's tail.

A vibrant green blur tore through the air with lightning speed, striking the Poké Ball that symbolized Black's authority with pinpoint accuracy.

"Hmph... Hmph ahh ...

Hei Lian felt an irresistible force coming from his wrist, and then he uncontrollably let out an extremely pleasant howl and fell to the ground with his hands behind his back.

The Poké Ball slid through the air, like a broken heart, shattering into two pieces.

This will was so clear, so domineering, and so resolute that it instantly shattered Bailu's last glimmer of hope.

"No--!!"

Looking at Blackie's miserable state and the shattered Poké Ball on the ground, Bai Lu was instantly overwhelmed by a huge sense of humiliation and despair at being completely rejected.

She instantly knelt on the ground and let out a shrill scream like a sow.

"Oh my god!! Fujiko, don't go! Fujiko! How can I live without you!"

Bai Lu clutched the green hat on her head tightly, convulsing and wailing on the ground.

Snivy ignored the two people collapsing behind her.

It turned its gaze back to Mo Zhen, and this time, it was no longer merely an examination.

It tilted its head slightly, with an almost condescending gesture, and gently touched Mo Zhen's gleaming Chelsea with its long, powerful vine whip.

This action is full of symbolism.

It is not a pleading touch.

It is not about bowing down in submission.

Instead, she was like a monarch, lightly tapping the shoulder of her chosen knight with her scepter.

It is using body language to declare with absolute clarity:

【mortal.】

I've chosen you.

It's your honor.

Now, prove you're qualified to be the tool that carries my power!

The fountain gurgled, and a cool breeze blew across the square.

Xiao Huolong was still fantasizing, Luca remained stiff, Bai Lu's sobs were intermittent, and Hei Lian's breathing was as heavy as a bellows.

"laugh……"

At that moment, Mo Zhen smiled, his eyes filled with disdain as he looked down at the stray dogs on the roadside.

"Your performance was brilliant, but unfortunately... I don't accept talentless trash!"

? !
In that instant, the vine snake's body felt as if it had been pierced by a thousand volts of electricity.

Those proud snake eyes suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints, and a look of disbelief and horror flashed deep within them.

"Hiss—ah!" It let out a sharp hiss, feeling every scale on its body burning.

The flames of shame burned from its insides down to its skin, making its whole body tremble.

The vine whip lay limply on the ground, like a broken scepter, no longer possessing the fierce momentum it had just displayed.

It never expected that a mere mortal would refuse its gift!
Mo Zhen smiled slightly, pointed to the two generals beside him, and said with an arrogant and domineering expression.

"Look, the elves under my command are all elites, one in a hundred. They all possess talents that are one in ten thousand, and are once-in-a-million geniuses. As for ordinary people like you, who can be seen everywhere on the roadside, you are more suitable...hehe."

Mo Zhen glanced at Bai Lu, who was lying on the ground howling like a sow, with a hint of sympathy in her eyes; the meaning behind her gaze was self-evident.

At that moment, the vine snake felt an unprecedented sense of shame surge over it like a tidal wave, almost engulfing it.

As one of the three starter Pokémon with 6IVs and max IVs, it is the partner that countless trainers dream of.

The blood flowing through their veins is of inestimable value, completely incomparable to that of water rats and fire piglets!
With its noble lineage and innate sense of superiority, it has never bowed its head to anyone.

But now, it is being treated as trash and rejected in front of everyone, and is being laughed at by the surrounding crowd.

The feeling of falling from the clouds into the mud made it wish it could disappear into a crack in the ground.

The most hateful thing is...

In their eyes, I am not even as good as a mentally challenged lizard that is suspected of having Down syndrome, or a level 32 security guard dog that has not evolved!
Seeing the idiotic smile on the face of that Down syndrome lizard, it felt an unprecedented and ultimate insult!
Tears of shame streamed down his face, and a terrifying killing intent erupted from Tengi Snake's eyes!
Oh my god, you blind man, you're asking for death!
Snapped!
The emerald green vines lashed out like lightning!
This whip, imbued with all its humiliation and fury, was determined to pulverize the arrogant human before it, along with his damned assessment!
"Fujisan! Stop it! What are you doing!"

Hei Lian, who was lying on the ground, let out a cry of alarm, but it was too late to stop him.

Just at the critical moment, an orange figure suddenly darted in with a speed that belied its rounded size, using its broad back to firmly block Mo Zhen from the deadly vine whip!

It's it!

Tang Long, the eldest disciple of Elder Chi!
At this moment, its resolute silhouette seemed to convey two words in bold letters...

Loyal! Sincerity!
"Snapped--!!!"

A dull, teeth-grinding thud of flesh colliding echoed across the square!
The emerald green vine whip, like the fangs of a venomous snake, bit down hard on Xiao Huolong's back!
At the moment he was struck, Xiao Huolong let out a magnificent Tang Dynasty dragon roar.

"Oh—" (Down syndrome trill)

The feeling of this vine whip...

It tastes like Little Fairy Doctor!
In that instant, Xiao Huolong, who had just enjoyed the whipping, began to fantasize again...

Hearing that trembling voice overflowing with Tang-like intensity, Tengteng Snake became even more furious.

Its vine whip transformed into a blur, lashing at Xiao Huolong like a storm.

In an instant, Blackie's pupils contracted sharply, for he realized that Snivy had reached its limit of rage and unleashed its signature move...

Wild, unrestrained whip strikes!!!
It was with this superb whip technique that Tengteng Snake successfully subdued Bailu, making her unable to resist him!
However, after being tempered by the Burning Technique, Xiao Huolong's dragon body was extremely strong, and this level of vine whip could not cause him any substantial damage.

Instead, he revealed a mysterious expression and gradually began to enjoy his fantasy.

Seeing the Red Dragon General step forward to protect humanity, only to be slapped until his tongue was twisted and his eyes were squinted, Luca's eyes widened in anger, and he almost burst into tears.

In an instant, it recalled the arm that the Red Dragon General had had bitten off by the King of the Near Sea in order to save it.

In another world, the figure of General Red Dragon remains as broad and as... resolute as ever!
Unable to contain its anger any longer, and defying the homeowner's pressure, it resolutely stepped forward and roared angrily.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Enough! You vile serpent, how dare you openly attack a naval admiral! You are courting death!
In an instant, Luca launched a shave attack, ready to take down his opponent.

Upon seeing that a mere security guard dared to attack a homeowner, the snail's face contorted with rage, and the surrounding leaves rained down like a storm.

Tang Clan Hidden Weapon: Rain of Pear Blossom Leaves!
When the overwhelming leaves came down like a torrential rain, Luca's body froze for a moment!
Oh no... this is... the homeowner's intimidation!
Suppressed by a force originating from the underlying logic, Luca was subjected to a torrential downpour of [Magic Leaves], and immediately let out an incredibly pleasant howl.

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god—"

The terrifying blades sliced ​​through Luca's body, leaving it covered in wounds in the blink of an eye!

Seeing Tang Long and Tang Gou beaten to a pulp by him, Tang She glared at Mo Zhen with a look of vengeful satisfaction.

Hmph! This is what you call a genius? You're no match for me! You wretched man, I'll make you lick my tail and repent!

Mo Zhen simply smiled slightly and gave a look to a certain Tang dog.

In the dazed state of being under the owner's intimidation, Luca caught a glimpse of a gaze.

The next moment, a familiar figure appeared before it.

[Luca, I sensed hesitation in your elbow strike. What made you so hesitant?]

In an instant, upon hearing the familiar Los Angeles accent, Luca was jolted awake, nearly bursting into tears.

[Lord! Is that really you?! I... I felt the resident's oppressive aura emanating from that evil mother snake. As a security guard, I can't attack the resident!]

The black man in front of him flashed his signature healthy smile and offered some guidance to the bewildered security guard.

[Luca, remember, the Mamba Mentality can overcome anything. As long as you hold fast to justice, all evil will eventually be brought to justice! Believe in elbow strikes, just believe in them. Pay homage to elbow strikes and take your elbow technique to a new level!]

As soon as the words were spoken, the prison cell in front of them disappeared.

Luca immediately realized that what was speaking to it was not the real Labrador, but the Mamba Spirit dormant within it!

I understand now, the Mamba Way continues right here in my elbow!
The next moment, the dormant Mamba Spirit within Luca was awakened by the evil attack, and the Mamba Superman, full of righteous energy, returned like lightning!

"Man!!!"

A Mamba battle cry echoed across the square.

The hymn to the fairies is the hymn to the Mamba Mentality; the great Mamba Mentality triumphed over the pressure from the homeowners!

At that moment, the righteous security guards ruthlessly lashed out with their elbows at the evil homeowners!

When Luca grasped this realization, his elbow technique had entered an unprecedented new realm.

Mamba Secret Technique: The Invisible Elbow!
Before it could even see the lightning-fast elbow strike, the Snivy only felt the terrifying Mamba Spirit rushing into its body through the merciless iron elbow!
The next moment, its eyes rolled back and it let out a squeal like a sow.

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god—"

Struck by this elbow, its delicate body was like a small boat in a raging sea, tumbling in the violent current.

One second the Snivy was arrogant and haughty like a queen, the next second it was lying on the ground like a sow, unable to move.

Seeing her beloved bicycle being ridden by someone else, Bailu let out another agonizing scream.

"Ughhhhhhh! Fujiko, my Fujiko! Don't treat it like this!"

"Hmm?! A great opportunity!"

On the other side, Blackie's eyes gleamed with excitement. He immediately released a Poké Ball and captured the lifeless Snivy.

This time he chose the blue Great Ball to strengthen his control over the Snivy.

"Bai Lu, you must keep a close eye on it from now on and make sure it doesn't run around like that again!"

The moment she received the Poké Ball, Bai Lu was overjoyed and kept kissing it.

"Oh my god, Fujiko, you're finally back!"

After handing the Poké Ball to Bai Lu, Hei Lian wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said to Mo Zhen with lingering fear.

"I'm so sorry, I've made you laugh and caused you so much trouble."

Mo Zhen glanced at the other person, revealing a profound and inscrutable expression.

"It's nothing, just a trivial matter. Oh, by the way, I wanted to ask you two, do you know someone named Touya?"

Mo Zhen immediately recognized Hei Lian and Bai Lu, two important NPCs.

In the game's storyline, as the formidable rivals of Touya, the protagonist of the Black and White Generation, they are roughly the third, fourth... or perhaps fifth or sixth important characters besides the protagonist.

Hei Lian looked surprised, then stroked his chin.

"Of course I know him, we're from the same town. But he dropped out of the elf academy halfway through to become an internet celebrity, and now he seems to be quite famous in the cycling world..."

After confirming the interpersonal relationships in this world, Mo Zhen didn't ask any more questions, but simply continued to bid farewell to the other party with a profound and inscrutable expression.

Seeing that Mo Zhen had actually listened to her and rejected the vine snake, Xiao Mengzi was secretly delighted and extremely excited.

【Great, Lord Mo Zhen, the problem is finally perfectly solved! Let its master worry about this rebellious spirit...】

Mo Zhen didn't say anything, just smiled without speaking.

Because he knew that the other party had the blood of the Tang Clan flowing through their veins, and sooner or later, it would come knocking on his door again...

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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