A water-type trainer who specializes in dragon-type water.

Time passed quietly, and in the blink of an eye it was 2:00 PM. The sun was high in the sky, emitting a blazing and dazzling light. Despite the unbearable heat, the rescue work was still proceeding intensively and orderly.

Zhang Heng's hands had long been cut by stones and were bleeding, but he seemed tireless and continued to dig hard in the ruins of the collapsed prison hospital.

Every time he moved a rock, he had to use all his strength, and sweat fell like rain, mixing with the dust. The shining swamp fish next to him also helped Zhang Heng dig.

The painful groans of the wounded and the shouts of rescuers could be heard all around him, but all he could see was the ruins where Doctor Lin and Doctor Qiu might be hiding.

Finally, beneath a massive stone slab, he heard a faint knocking sound. Overjoyed, Zhang Heng strained to move the surrounding rubble, only to find Doctors Lin and Qiu huddled beneath a load-bearing wall.

The load-bearing wall was crumbling, and huge stones and broken steel bars were intertwined, trapping them tightly. They had no way of escaping by their own strength.

"Doctor Lin! Uncle Qiu! Hold on!" Zhang Heng shouted, trying to find a support point to pry off the rocks pressing on them.

"Swamp Leaper, digging a hole."

"Zhang Heng, don't destroy the geological structure, or a secondary collapse will occur."

Just when Zhang Heng was extremely anxious, Xing Ken's voice came. Zhang Heng looked back and saw Xing Ken rushing over with the rescue team.

"Zhang Heng, don't worry. Using supernatural skills to rescue the person is faster, more efficient, and safer than physical methods."

The rescue team members directed the bronze mirror monster to use their telekinesis skills to move huge pieces of building ruins and carefully clear the surrounding obstacles for fear of causing a secondary collapse.

After some effort, Doctor Lin and Doctor Qiu were finally rescued safely. They were observed to have no serious injuries. Zhang Heng breathed a sigh of relief, but his body was still shaking from exhaustion.

Xing Ken supported him and said, "Zhang Heng, why are you here?"

"After Cheng Tianwang was injured, I rescued his Dharma baboon on the road, and then came to the prison hospital to assist two doctors in the rescue and participate in the free medical consultation."

"Where is your father? The championship challenge is coming soon, but there is no news about him." Xing Ken deliberately tricked Zhang Heng into revealing Zhang Leiyuan's location.

Although Zhang Heng had no hostility towards Xingken and there was no grudge between them, he always remained a little wary of people.

When Lenovo had talked to his father on the phone before, he could hear the sound of the sea waves and the noise of flying, and he knew that his father must have done something.

Zhang Heng replied tiredly, "My father must have found a hidden training ground to fully prepare for the championship challenge."

Xingken could also tell that Zhang Heng wasn't easily tricked, so he changed the subject and said, "Okay, by the way, the former Central China champion, Mr. Zhao, wants to meet you. Come with me."

Zhang Heng's heart trembled. He knew that what was coming would eventually come. This situation was equivalent to a summons. If he refused violently, it would only make the situation worse.

Zhang Heng and Xingken struggled forward through the chaotic rescue scene. They avoided the crumbling building structures and finally arrived at the temporary base camp in the rear.

Xing Ken said, "Mr. Zhao is in the temporary open-air base camp ahead. You can go there by yourself. I have other things to take care of."

Zhang Heng nodded and walked in.

Inside the base camp, various rescue supplies were piled up like mountains, and from the temporary medical point came the smell of disinfectant and the groans of the wounded.

Zhang Heng's gaze passed through the crowd and saw the white-haired old man in front of him with gray hair on his temples but wearing a neat Zhongshan suit - Mr. Zhao. There was also another familiar figure, Zhuzi, who was standing next to Mr. Zhao. The two of them were communicating, but the atmosphere was a little tense.

Zhang Heng felt a little nervous, thinking to himself, "Could it be that my situation has been exposed?"

Elder Zhao stood there, his posture upright, but his eyes revealed a scrutinizing look, his gaze pressing down on Zhang Heng like a physical object.

Zhang Heng took a deep breath and walked forward steadily, although he was a little nervous. After all, each of China's first-generation champions had extraordinary strength, so Zhang Heng had to adjust his mentality, otherwise it would be easy to reveal flaws. He had to deal with everything calmly.

The surrounding noise seemed to gradually fade away at this moment, and the whole world seemed to be left with only him and Old Zhao looking at each other. The atmosphere was solemn like the calm before the storm.

"Xiao Heng, this is our first meeting, don't be nervous. Your grandfather is also my good friend." Old Zhao spoke slowly, his voice low and majestic, old but full of energy.

"This prison incident caused a big stir. I heard some rumors saying that it was all related to you. Some even said that you awakened the dragon of ideals. Do you have anything to explain?" Old Zhao didn't want to waste time and asked the key question directly.

Zhang Heng glanced at Zhuzi subtly. Zhuzi shook his head slightly, and Zhang Heng immediately understood.

Zhang Heng took a deep breath, raised his head, looked directly into Elder Zhao's eyes, and said, "Elder Zhao, I know you doubt me, but everything I do is to protect everyone. As for the Ideal Dragon, that's just some groundless speculation."

The expressions and movements of the two of them were always in Mr. Zhao's eyes. From their movements, Mr. Zhao already knew the answer he wanted.

The Swamp Leaping Fish also stood closely beside Zhang Heng, feeling the oppression brought by the old man in front of it, which made it particularly uncomfortable.

Old Zhao stared at Zhang Heng's eyes. This young man might have the power to change the world, but he didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing for China.

"Okay, I hope you're telling the truth. Regardless of whether you are the ideal person or not, the disasters brought about by the gods have caused too many people to suffer. Regardless of the outcome, I hope you can use that power with caution."

Just as Zhang Heng was about to say something, a dragon roar was heard from the sky, interrupting him.

roar~

Just as the atmosphere between Mr. Zhao and Zhang Heng was tense, a gust of wind whistled past, and Zhang Leiyuan descended from the sky riding a Charizard.

Suddenly, a fat yellow figure appeared in front of Mr. Zhao like a guard.

Zhang Heng looked at the figure that suddenly flashed over and was shocked. "Another Quasi-God, and a first-generation Dragonite at that. As expected, seeing Dragonite in real life can't help but praise it. It's really quite big..."

After Charizard landed, its claws scratched deep marks on the ground, and the flames from its mouth burned fiercely with anger. Its eyes were fixed on the Dragonite opposite, full of provocation and anger.

Dragonite felt Charizard's hostility and responded to Charizard's provocation by letting out a terrifying roar.

Its eyes also burned with flames of anger, and the air around them seemed to become hot due to the anger of the two Pokémon...