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

After cleaning up the scene, Feng walked out of the training room.

The sunlight outside shone on him, as if covering him with a layer of golden light. Occasionally, when a girl passed by him, she would unconsciously exclaim: Wow, what a sunny and handsome boy.

Through "friendly" questioning of the girl in the miniskirt, Feng already knew why he was being targeted.

It turned out that the strange boy who had spoken to him was also a subordinate of Phantom, who thought Gyarados was "suspected" to be a high-quality Pokémon and reported it to Phantom. To deal with players like Feng, Phantom would simply have his Pokémon wait in ambush at the competition venue, and look for an opportunity to attack as soon as they left the competition venue.

But he certainly would not have thought that Feng had an attribute panel, which allowed him to see through the dream demon's tracking and gradually grasp all their information, turning passivity into initiative.

The phantom demon must be eliminated. Although I have temporarily escaped his pursuit, I have already been noticed by him.

Even wandering around on the boat carries the risk of being discovered. If the quasi-king-level dream demon takes action personally next time, Feng will be in real danger.

"How to deal with it?"

Feng walked thoughtfully, and finally decided to strike first. Passively taking a beating was not his style.

As for the means used, they can naturally be a little dirty.

With his current strength, he is unable to confront the Phantom Pokémon head-on. There are several Quasi-King-level and Gym Leader-level Pokémon, which are simply big bosses for Feng.

But strength is relative. In front of some king-level trainers, the phantom monsters are just small fish and shrimps.

Now Feng needs to borrow strength and take the opportunity to gain benefits from it. Even if he gets nothing in the end, he has eliminated the hidden danger of Huan Yao who is eyeing him.

"How many people on the ship have the strength of a Heavenly King?"

The first mate, Dragonite, Ryūin, the boy in the suit, and the captain, Kuroshima Takeshi, went over the scenes in his mind.

"Oh right, the boy in the suit is dead, so can I..."

A light bulb went off in his head, and a plan slowly took shape in Feng's mind.

……

The next morning.

"Dongdong, Master, are you back?"

An old man dressed in a well-dressed manner, dressed like a butler, stood at the door and knocked on the door of a top-level suite on the Jinlang.

The old man was Xin Bo, the butler of the young man in a suit. A day had passed since the young man finished his competition in the morning and went on a date with the civilian girl.

Xin Bo felt a little worried.

Although the young master usually likes to mess around, he always takes girls back to his room and never spends the night outside. What happened this time? Although the young master has a bad lifestyle, he always knows his limits.

After a few minutes, there was still no movement from inside the door.

Xin Bo suddenly had a bad premonition, so he released his king-level staff-tailed scaly-armored dragon, intending to force his way through the door.

This rod-tailed scaly-armored dragon is huge, more than two meters tall.

Its entire body was covered in a layer of hard, scaly armor, gleaming with a cold light, as indestructible as if it were made of steel. Just standing there, it looked as mighty and majestic as a heavily armored warrior armed to the teeth.

"Staff-tailed scaly-armored dragon, just break the door easily." Xin Bo said.

Upon hearing this, the Staff-tailed Scaled Dragon stretched out its thick claws towards the door lock.

There was a crisp "click" sound, and the door lock, door frame and a small part of the iron door shattered instantly, turning into countless fragments scattered all over the ground.

A huge hole appeared on the originally intact door, and the door was shaking precariously.

Xin Bo pushed open the door and walked into the house, his eyes quickly scanning the entire room.

This top-level suite is ten times larger than an ordinary room and is divided into two floors.

Downstairs there is a spacious and bright dining room, a comfortable and elegant living room, a well-equipped movie theater, a massage pool for relaxation, and so on. It has everything you need and can be said to be truly luxurious and extravagant.

As soon as Xin Bo came to the living room, he was immediately attracted by a letter on the table. The white letter paper was covered with bright red blood words, which gave people a shocking feeling.

"Something really happened." Xin Bo's heart tightened.

The letter contained only a few words:

Dear Mr. Butler:

Your young master is in my hands. If you want him alive, come to room xxx immediately. Bring enough ransom. You can only come alone, and don't tell anyone else, otherwise he will be dead.

幻妖

"Hmph, phantom monster? What kind of evil spirits are these?" Xin Bo clenched his fists, crumpled the letter into a ball, and quickly walked out the door.

With his king-level strength, few people on the ship can be his match. He is not afraid even if he attends the banquet alone. The only thing he needs to worry about is the safety of the young master.

If anything happens to the young master, I won't be able to explain it to the head of the family.

……

Xin Bo came to the door of the designated room, knocked heavily on the door, and then took two steps back.

There was no movement in the room at first, and then the color in the cat's eyes suddenly changed, as if someone was peeping at him.

Soon, the door opened and a strange atmosphere filled the room. A pale, weak-looking man was standing inside the door, staring at Xinbo.

"Who are you? What's the matter?" The man asked weakly with a dim look in his eyes.

"Are you the phantom demon?" Xin Bo asked back.

Hearing this, the man's face suddenly turned even paler: "Dream demon, illusion!"

Seeing that he was exposed, the phantom demon actually launched an attack directly.

The dream demon appeared out of thin air in front of the phantom demon with a laugh. It was purple all over and about one meter tall. From a distance, it looked like a little witch wearing a big hat.

There are also four protrusions on the back of its head, like a tattered wizard's hat, and three red gems are inlaid on it, flashing with strange light, looking like some kind of magic gem.

At this moment, the gem is emitting an even brighter light, as if to blur the consciousness of the people around it and pull them into its own illusion (hypnosis).

"Little tricks."

Looking at the mysterious quasi-king-level dream demon in front of him, Xin Bo was calm and spoke lightly, as if he did not take the dream demon seriously.

The staff-tailed scaly-armored dragon automatically jumped out of the ball and stood in front of Xinbo.

It looked down at the dream demon in front of it as if an adult were looking at a child, not treating it as an equal at all.

The Staff-Tailed Scaled Dragon glared, and a wave of fear suddenly rose in the Dream Demon's heart. The illusion did not last long before it was directly broken. The Dream Demon's illusion, which had always been invincible, was like a magic trick in the face of absolute strength, and could only make people laugh.

"Heaven... Heavenly King level! All of you, go up and use hold!"

Seeing that the illusion of the Dream Demon was instantly broken by the Staff-tailed Scaled Dragon, the Dream Demon was suddenly shocked and hurriedly threw away all the gym leader-level Pokémon in his hand to delay time, while he himself escaped into the shadow.