Everyone else is a trainer, but you are a swordsman?

The poisonous fog in the living room had not dissipated much, and Matsudaira had already taken advantage of the chaos to move to another place and hid behind a pillar in the hall, sticking his head out slightly to observe the situation.

His other elite Pokémon were all in the backyard of the villa, and he only had one Pokémon at hand, Houndoom. He just hoped it could defeat the opponent quickly and end the battle.

The Shield Blade's ghost and steel skills were restrained by Darkraige, and coupled with the poisonous fog that obscured its vision, the opponent should now only be able to defend or dodge.

Although I don’t know why this person is looking for trouble with me, as long as I can wait until the real investigator arrives, I will be the winner!

Not far from the front, Houndoom tilted its ears slightly back, catching the faintest sounds around it, and its nose twitched constantly, sniffing the scent in the air.

After confirming Feng's position, the corners of its mouth widened, revealing a humane and cruel smile.

Matsudaira's Houndoom enjoys slowly torturing and hunting its opponents, cutting the enemy's throat with its sharp teeth and claws, and finally... chewing the prey's corpse.

It wagged its tail slightly and began to approach slowly and cautiously, each step so light that it made almost no sound, and quietly opened its mouth, revealing sharp teeth that shone with a black light.

When he was only a few meters away from Feng, Houndoom's body suddenly tensed to the extreme, and then he pounced out like a flash of lightning!

The fog receded madly before his eyes, and a man holding a sword gradually appeared before his eyes. He seemed unaware of the attack from the side and rear...

There was a cruel light in Houndoom's eyes, and saliva flowed uncontrollably from the corners of his mouth. It seemed that he was about to use his front paws to pin the prey to the ground and enjoy this hard-earned dinner.

but.

But it keenly sensed something strange.

At some point, the man had earplugs on his ears, and the Shield Sword Monster also placed its tassel-like hand on the sword, as if preparing to... wipe its body?

Just as Houndoom was wondering, the Shieldsword's hand gently moved the sword.

"Sizzle—sizzle—"

What followed was a sharp sound of metallic friction, mixed with an indescribable harsh sound, which instantly echoed in the living room, stirring up even noisier echoes and aftermath.

"Woof...!"

Houndoom was caught off guard in mid-air. His eardrums vibrated as if they were about to shatter, his brain went blank, and the release of his skill was interrupted...

It only saw the figure in front of it let go of the Shield Sword Monster that was still scratching its body, then turned around towards itself, and actually... punched its cheek with his own hand!

"boom!"

The gym leader-level Houndoom was hit hard in the face by Feng, and was knocked away with his mouth twisted and saliva flying. He fell to the ground with a "wail" and slid for a distance on the marble.

"Humph."

Feng snorted coldly, retracted his painful fist, and turned his head to look to the other side of the living room.

"what--!"

Under the pillar, the tall and strong Matsudaira was covering his ears in agony, his waist arched, and he fell to the ground like a shrimp, with blood flowing from his ears sliding down his neck.

Hearing the sound, Feng also knew the target's location. Taking advantage of the gap when Houndoom was knocked away, he picked up his sword and rushed over in three or two steps.

"It's over, Matsudaira."

Feng slowly took off his earplugs and said calmly as he looked at Song Ping, who was covered in blood and weak at his feet.

Since the battle began, it has never been out of his control.

Even if there is a gym leader-level Pokémon in front, there are many ways to kill Matsudaira directly, such as using a large-scale attack to blow up the villa, etc.

But Feng is greedy and wants to gain more benefits before killing him. At least he has to capture this gym leader-level Houndoom. Its soul and bones and horns are all valuable materials.

"Forehead……"

The pain in Matsudaira's ears continued. He felt as if the world had lost its sound. He thought to himself, "It's over." He knew he was completely screwed this time. He was about to lose the wealth he had worked so hard for, everything...

Watching the man in the investigator's uniform emerge from the fog and walk towards him step by step, he became furious, gritted his teeth with a distorted expression, and actually pulled out a gun from his space bracelet!

"go to hell!"

He roared and pulled the trigger. Although he had lost his hearing and could not hear his own words or the sound of the gunshot, the vibration and fire from the shooting released all of Matsudaira's emotions.

"idiot."

Feng easily dodged the bullet by slightly turning his head, then kicked the pistol away, knocked Song Ping unconscious with another punch, and fumbled out the space bracelet and Poké Ball from him.

"Next, it's just you."

Feng casually tossed the Poké Ball and cast his gaze towards the other side of the living room.

After a battle, the fog in the living room had dissipated a lot, and Feng vaguely saw the figure of Houndoom at the other end of the room.

"Wang!"

Its tail was swinging wildly, its body was slightly crouched as if in an attacking posture, its expression was ferocious and vicious, as if it felt very humiliated and angry about Feng's punch just now, sparks condensed in its mouth as it prepared to attack.

Feng's right arm gripped Matsudaira's collar tightly like an iron clamp, lifting him off the ground. At the same time, he slowly raised his left hand, holding a Poké Ball and aimed it at Houndoom.

He stared coldly at Houndoom not far away, and uttered a low, threatening voice, "Get back into the ball, or your master... will die."

"Wang Wang..."

Houndoom roared softly, its body trembling slightly, and its originally ferocious eyes now revealed a hint of hesitation, as if it was weighing the pros and cons.

Having been with Matsudaira for a long time, it knew that once it was taken back, when it came out again it would either be killed or sold on the black market and trained to become a "tool" without a soul.

If that's the case, rather than letting myself be buried with Matsudaira, it would be better...

After this brief moment of hesitation, Houndoom's eyes suddenly changed.

The original confusion disappeared in an instant, replaced by an extremely determined expression and a terrifying murderous intent.

At this moment, a red light shot out from the Poké Ball, but it missed. Houndoom flashed and dodged to the side at an extremely fast speed.

Immediately afterwards, it opened its bloody mouth and a stream of blazing flames gushed out, heading straight towards Feng.

The blazing flames were like a ferocious fire dragon, sweeping over with fierce force, and the surrounding air became distorted due to the high temperature.

This Houndoom actually launched an attack without caring about the life or death of its trainer!