Pokémon My Fairy Doesn't Need Money

"Weird force, kick from the bottom!"

The iron palm wrestler has a thick body, relatively speaking, the lower body is not too stable, especially the speed of the strange force is very fast, the four hands block the attack line of the iron palm wrestler respectively, and a whirlwind kick with both legs directly knocked down the iron palm wrestler .

"Weird force, press with the cross-hand knife!"

One pair of cross-handed knives blocked the head of the iron palm wrestler, and the other hand pressed the iron palm wrestler's neck.

With one push, the battle is over.

The speed was too fast, and the iron palm wrestler had no time to make any moves, and was directly KO'd.

"Iron Hand Luxembourg has lost the ability to fight."

"Strength and speed are very important in fighting, but concentration is more important! Before the two sides confront each other, especially when looking for flaws, only with incomparable concentration can they find the flaws as quickly as possible and win with one blow."

The core of Ah Si's gymnasium is concentration, which is similar to the realm of emptiness.

It can make Pokémon make predictions in an instant, just like the eyes of the mind.But this is close to instinct, not a skill.

"Sure enough... so strong!" Xue Jingchen recalled the iron palm warrior, expressing his admiration for Ah Si.

"Go, bastard!"

The turban gangster is Xue Jingchen's other main Pokémon, and he is best at kicking skills.

"That's right, this turban bastard of yours is very imposing!"

What Ah Si likes to say the most is momentum. The most important thing for fighting-type Pokémon is to maintain momentum.

Only a strong momentum can maintain a sense of oppression in the fighting Pokémon and make the opponent highly nervous.

Ah Si saw that Xue Jingchen's hooded gangster had aroused his fighting spirit immediately after encountering a strange force, and he did not lose his desire to fight.He felt that this Xue Jingchen was very suitable to be his closed disciple.

"Strange power, unlimited fighting. Bullet punch."

To put it bluntly, Unrestricted Fighting is to let the monster power play freely. The monster power of the four hands charges forward, and the four punches are like bullets, swinging at a speed of at least 20 punches per second.

"You bastard, move left and right to avoid the attack."

Speaking of which, the flexibility of the turban gangster is considered good in the fighting system, and the small size also has the advantage of being small.

"Find an opportunity to use it, and kick it from the bottom."

Seeing that the hooded gangster was about to squat down and give him a sliding shovel, Wei Li couldn't help laughing.

Amidst the laughter, Guai Li twitched, then grabbed the turban's head and threw it out.

After eating a turban gangster lying on a large horse, he quickly stood up again.

"Splash the sand!" Xue Jingchen didn't have a good idea.

Just as the hooded gangster was about to splash sand on his face, Wei Li stepped forward and punched the turbaned gangster in the stomach.

All the newly condensed sand fell on the hooded bastard.

The hooded bastard who flew out again jumped back.

"Flying kick, plus kick down." This is the last physical strength, Xue Jingchen understands that the opponent's strange strength is actually used as a sparring partner for the hooded gangster.

Just halfway through the flying kick, the strange force moved to the left and then swung the knife in the air, and the hooded gangster was knocked down again.

"Come on! Get up! Don't admit defeat!" Xue Jingchen began to cheer up the hooded gangster, this is a rare opportunity to learn from each other.

"Rub my rice!" (I'm going to kill him!)

Hearing that the hooded gangster was still nagging, Guai Li let out a roar.

("My little brother seems to be dissatisfied!!")

"End it, Kaili. Hell rolls!"

Wei Li dodges and grabs the hooded bastard and begins to spin.

"Tit for tat! Bastard!"

The main attribute of the turban gangster is evil!

"Are you kidding me?" Ah Si laughed.

Weili felt that the power was constantly rebounding, and immediately used the earth to throw the turban bastard out while turning.

"The hooded bastard loses his ability to fight. The owner, Si, wins!"

Xue Jingchen sighed: "I knew I couldn't win, but I didn't expect that even one move would be useless."

"Boy, do you want to be my apprentice?" Ah Si walked up to Xue Jingchen and patted his shoulder: "You have great potential, do you want to be my closed disciple?"

"Uh, not really?"

"As for that!" Ah Si put his arms around Xue Jingchen's neck directly: "That's it! Come, come! Drink this bowl of wine! We are good brothers!"

The disciples following behind handed over a bowl of wine.

"Brother, are you drunk without drinking?"

"Is there??? You're going to be called Master!" Ah Si laughed.

Zhizi was unhappy: "This is my apprentice!"

"It's all the same!" Ah Si grabbed Xue Jingchen and continued to drink.

Closed disciple, that is to say, Ah Si's last disciple.

Ah Si's formal disciples are not many, only six or seven in total.And the training in the gymnasium is only disciples, that is, registered disciples.

Under the help of a few younger brothers, everyone started singing as soon as they had a drink.

"Come on! It's two games!" Ah Si rolled out a case of beer.

Nima, Pokémon World also does this?

Zhizi sat next to Xue Jingchen, pouring wine for Xue Jingchen and giving him fruits.

"This is not good..." Xue Jingchen always felt weird.

"What's so bad about it?" Zhi Zi didn't care, Ah Si didn't pay her any attention now.Finally, there is an extra little fresh meat in the house, why don't you hurry up?

"It's not suitable." Xue Jingchen was a little embarrassed, and he was actually not too good at being a tauren in person. . .

"It's suitable!" Gardenia has already started to use it.

......

In the end, Xue Jingchen hid in the toilet and vomited all night.

"Xiao Xue, morning is the best opportunity to exercise! Don't delay."

Seeing Xue Jingchen lying on the edge of the toilet, Ah Si shook his head: "Little young man, is that all?"

Xue Jingchen: How dare you mock me?If I don't drink too much, you will be a bastard.

In this way, Xue Jingchen's joyful gym life began.

......

"I came first!"

"I came first!"

"Get out of the way! This uncle is a master of the alliance conference!"

"Fuck off! I am the first batch of trainers in Nanguo City!"

This early in the morning, this group of trainers who had entered the secret realm gathered around the entrance of the strike gym.

"Stop arguing, stop arguing, isn't there an introduction at the door? The museum doesn't open until 9 o'clock!"

"That's right, I've already inquired. There are trainers in the gymnasium who help with the evaluation. I don't know how many people can be evaluated at one time."

"That's right, it only takes about 10 minutes to challenge once, and we all add up to 100 people."

"Everyone line up, line up!" The big brother standing in front began to line up.

Waiting in line, Da Xia is a professional.

"Everyone, let it go, let it go!"

"Queuing up! Why are you squeezing?"

Xue Jingchen was about to enter the gym with a lot of ingredients in his arms.As a result, the trainers who surrounded the door did not let him in at all.

"If you don't get out of the way, this door won't open!"

"Who are you!"

"The gymnasium is yours! If you can't open it, you won't open it!"

"That's right! Who are you!"

Xue Jingchen squeezed into the entrance of the gymnasium and put down the ingredients in his hand.

"I am today's guard! Xue Jingchen!"