Pokémon: What should I do? My father-in-law always wants to tear me apart

"Ha ha--"

The bald man was breathing heavily, and every breath sounded like a bellows, rough and rapid.

His chest heaved violently, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his cheeks, and he looked as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

This is not the result of any strenuous exercise, but the result of being in a highly stressful situation for a long time.

His Arbok was also in poor condition, with its originally smooth purple scales now covered with shocking scars.

The bald man looked up at the big screen next to him anxiously. The jumping countdown numbers on the screen were like a sharp blade, piercing his eyes directly - there were only two minutes left.

He subconsciously raised his hand to wipe his head which was as shiny as a boiled egg. His palms were full of sweat. He didn't care about that and shouted with all his strength:

"Arbok, mud shot!"

"Come on!"

When Arbok heard the order, he raised his head with difficulty. A trace of determination flashed in his eyes. Although he was weak, he still used up his last bit of strength and spat out a stream of thick sludge from his mouth. The sludge sprayed towards Magneto like a cannonball.

"Triple attack."

The young man in sunglasses had a stern look on his face and gave orders calmly.

I saw his self-destructing Magneto floating in the air, its metal shell flashing with a cold luster, looking like a UFO from outer space.

As the command was given, Magneto instantly shot out three rays of light, namely, a blazing flame, a violent electric current and icy cold air. The three rays of light intertwined together and collided fiercely with the flying mud.

In an instant, a deafening explosion sounded, and the huge impact force spread to all directions, and the air was filled with pungent smells and billowing smoke.

The smoke from the explosion gradually dissipated, and Arbok disappeared from the battlefield.

"Oh?"

The young man in sunglasses raised his eyebrows slightly and looked sharply at a black hole that suddenly appeared in the venue. He instantly understood that Arbok used the digging skill.

He knew clearly that his Magneto was four times weaker than the ground. If it was attacked by Arbok from underground, it would suffer huge damage. Therefore, this digging attack must not be allowed to succeed.

But time is running out, the countdown on the big screen is still ticking mercilessly, and there is not much time left. We cannot let Arbok delay time underground.

Thinking of this, the young man in sunglasses decisively ordered: "Electric ball!"

After receiving the order, Magneto immediately began to condense energy. Several electric balls shining with blue light quickly gathered around its body. Each electric ball contained powerful electrical energy and made a crackling sound.

Then, Magneto sent these electric balls accurately into the dark pit.

In an instant, dull explosions were heard from underground, and the sound seemed as if the earth was shaking.

Immediately afterwards, a shrill scream came from underground. There was no doubt that Arbok was attacked.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the entire ground shook violently, as if hit by a heavy bomb, and a huge deep pit suddenly appeared in the center of the venue.

The flying dust spread out and gradually dissipated after a long time, revealing the figure of Arbok at the bottom of the pit.

It was covered in mud and crawled out of the pit slowly with a stiff body. It was obviously at the end of its strength.

"Lightning Strike!"

The young man in sunglasses looked stern and gave orders decisively.

As soon as he finished speaking, Magneto was surrounded by crackling electric currents and flew towards Arbok at high speed like a shining meteor.

In the blink of an eye, it flew above Arbok's head, and then pressed down heavily with a powerful impact force, as if the force was going to embed Arbok directly into the ground.

However, the moment Magneto touched Arbok, something strange happened.

Arbok's body suddenly turned into smoke and disappeared without a trace in a whoosh.

"substitute?"

The young man in sunglasses was slightly stunned, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

But before he could give another order, the staff member next to him quickly rang the bell. The crisp sound of the bell echoed in the venue, announcing that the assessment time was over.

"Squeak..."

A faint sound came from the other side of the venue. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Arbok weakly poking its head out of another hole. Its eyes were full of fatigue and weakness. It didn't even have the strength to climb out of the hole, and could only barely stick its head out.

"Well done, Arbok."

The bald man smiled and shouted excitedly, trotting over as fast as the wind.

He didn't care about the dirt on Arbok's body at all. He pulled Arbok out of the hole with both hands and held it tightly in his arms.

Arbok gently stuck out his tongue in response.

"Well done, go over there and heal your Pokémon."

The young man in sunglasses took a deep breath, trying to calm his complicated emotions. While speaking gently to the bald man, he skillfully put the Magneto back into the Poké Ball. His movements were smooth and natural, revealing the calmness and competence of a professional trainer.

"Hey, good!"

The bald man's face was filled with joy of surviving a disaster. He carefully put the scarred Arbok back into the Poké Ball, as if he was holding the most precious treasure in the world.

Then, he quickly walked to the treatment machine and gently placed the Poké Ball on it.

Looking at the flashing lights on the treatment machine, he knew that Arbok was about to receive proper treatment, and a big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

After turning around, the bald man's eyes instantly became full of provocation. He walked to the edge of the venue with a slightly proud step, squinting at Lin Yi, with a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth, thinking secretly in his heart:

Look, even someone as capable as me has such a hard time. How can you, a so-called second-generation official, have the ability to pass the test?

In his eyes, Lin Yi was just a young man relying on his family background and he had no real strength at all.

At the same time, the staff pressed a button on the wall, and in an instant, the rumbling sound of mechanical operation broke the brief silence.

I saw the slightly shabby battlefield in the room slowly falling down, and as the gears turned and the chains were pulled, a cloud of dust was raised.

After a while, a brand new venue slowly rose from the ground. The ground was flat and smooth, reflecting the bright lights.

When the young man in sunglasses saw Lin Yi walking steadily to the other side of the venue, his heart suddenly sank and his legs unconsciously became a little weak.

The scene of being defeated by Lin Yi in Qinghai City flashed through his mind like a nightmare. It was an experience of failure that left a deep impression on him.

But he quickly came to his senses and kept encouraging himself in his heart:

It’s okay. This time I’m using the Pokémon that has always fought alongside me and that shares my mind. I will never lose again!

Despite this, his palms were still slightly sweaty and nervousness was always there.

"Mr. Lin Yi, please send out the Pokémon."

A staff member nearby noticed that the young man in sunglasses was in a strange state. He frowned slightly, secretly puzzled, but still attributed the abnormality to the fact that the young man in sunglasses was too tired from serving as an examiner for a long time.

After comforting the young man in sunglasses with a concerned look, he spoke politely to Lin Yi, his voice echoing in the empty space, clear and powerful.

Lin Yi looked calm and nodded slightly.

"boom!"

As the Poké Ball opened, a soft light flashed, and Gardevoir appeared gracefully on the field.

Seeing Gardevoir appear, the young man in sunglasses swallowed subconsciously, and his throat became uncomfortably dry.

His hands trembled slightly as he took out another Poké Ball from his waist. The Poké Ball seemed to weigh a thousand pounds in his hands.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself.