"Rub!"

A wooden stick of moderate length was inserted into the snow-capped hillside, and a dark-haired teenager was struggling to climb up, panting for breath as he struggled to stride.

He was a chiller, being trained by Krosso's perverts, and today's training was to climb the summit of this mountain in just 4 hours.

"Drink, drink, drink~" Han Yan slowly stopped, gasping constantly, but he could feel that his breathing was rhythmic, and he was adjusting his breathing rate to adapt to the environment where oxygen was becoming thinner.

[When you climb to a position with snow, congratulations, you are halfway through the journey.] 】

Before going up the mountain, Krosso's words were deeply engraved in the cold mind, he had already reached the position of the snow, but when he looked up, he could only see the clouds blocking the peak.

And half of the allotted time has been used, two hours, and I have only advanced a little more than half of the distance.

The road ahead was no better than before, the oxygen was getting thinner, the temperature was getting colder, and all of this seemed to be an obstacle to the cold's progress.

Just as Han Di was adjusting his state, a man wearing a hat appeared not far away, the hat covered his face, and he was also climbing upward, with a difficult step, just like Han Di.

"Is there anyone still on this mountain?" It was hard to believe that someone else would climb this mountain.

"Hey!" The cold man greeted the man, but the man ignored him and just climbed up, although his movements seemed slow, but his figure was getting farther and farther away from the cold man.

"Hey, weirdo!" Chilly snorted, he originally wanted to find a companion with, but people ignored him at all, which made him a little ......

The sky above the mountain peaks became hazy at this time, and gradually the wind blew, but it seemed like the rhythm of a blizzard was coming.

"Damn, it won't be so unlucky!" Han Yan looked at the snowflakes that had fallen on his face, and restrained his urge to scold his mother.

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Yamashita.

Sitting in the driver's seat of the Maserati, Croso plays with his console down, and in front of his almost phantom operation, he controls the figure that knocks out his opponent again.

"Dididi!"

Crosso's phone rang, and it happened that Crosso's next game had already entered, and he answered the call a little slowly, and turned on the speakerphone at the same time.

"Krosso, where did you take the Chill with you?" Ghal's voice came from the phone's speaker, and his voice sounded a little anxious.

"Trial!" Croso said without looking up, his fingers already sliding over the console's control buttons.

"What? Where did you take him? Are you crazy? Krosso?" Hearing the trial, Garr's tone changed, and it seemed that the word trial had a big shadow on him.

"Yes, if he doesn't pass the trial, how can he break through from a quasi-Heavenly King to the Heavenly King realm in two weeks?" Krosso said in a tone of course, casually tossed the console aside, and looked up in the direction of the mountain.

On the screen of the game console, two big words are jumping.

【K.O】

Once again, Croso knocked his opponent down.

"Interesting!" Krosso grinned as he looked at the clouds that had faintly turned black-gray.

"What's interesting?" Gal on the other end of the phone was a little confused.

"A blizzard is coming!" Krosso said nonchalantly, his eyes fixed on the mountain.

[Alright, Chill Fellow, let me see how much potential you have.] 】

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"Well done!" The antelope walked over to Lucario, who had bottomed out his strength, and stretched out his right fist towards it.

Although he really didn't have any extra strength, Lucario still reached out and responded to the Tibetan antelope, touching it with his fist.

"Hey, stop me!" Putting away the rogue panda that he could no longer fight, Fran ran to the side of the Tibetan antelope in two small steps, his violet eyes staring at him.

"Something?" The Tibetan antelope reached out and pulled up Lucario, who was sitting on the ground, and frowned at Fran who rushed towards him.

"Why not go all out? Why? Why?" Fran followed the principle of saying important things three times, and questioned the Tibetan antelope.

"I didn't use all my strength, you can see Lucario's exhaustion." The Tibetan antelope nodded at Lucario, who was so exhausted that he could barely stand up.

"You can defeat the rogue panda more quickly, why let your elves, let your Lucario fight to such exhaustion?" Fran's violet eyes were full of puzzlement, why did this guy's attitude want people to beat him up so much?

"Because he's testing Lucario's limits!" An abrupt voice interjected into the conversation between the two men, a teenager with messy short gray hair and a small suit with pleats, as if he had been fished out of the bottom of a suitcase.

"This person ......" The gray-haired young man made the Tibetan antelope feel a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it.

"You say he's testing Lucario's limits?" Fran didn't mean to shut his mouth when he said this, he immediately turned the conversation to the gray-haired boy who appeared, "What does this mean?"

"That is, in his opinion, you are just a stepping stone on the way forward!" The gray-haired boy patted Fran's shoulder, smiled kindly, and then stretched out his hand to the Tibetan antelope, "Hello, I'm a fan of Miss Flyer, my name is Suyu Qifeng!" ”

"White Stone Tibetan Antelope!" The other party stretched out his hand, and the Tibetan antelope had no reason not to answer, and also reached out and shook it lightly with the other party, "This guy, do you know the duck?" ”

"Hey, you guy, are you picking things?" For the first time in his life, Fran was said to be a stepping stone, so he naturally felt uncomfortable, and he looked at Qi Feng defiantly, "Let's go it alone!" ”

"Huh? Someone who is complacent just by being confined to the realm of a quasi-heavenly king wants to fight against me?" Qi Feng pouted at Fran disdainfully, "You're still far away!" ”

"This Qi Feng is not simple, he can suppress me inadvertently." Zang Ling took Lucario back into the Poké Ball and smiled at Qi Feng, "I'm sorry, I'll go first, the dance is about to start." ”

"Wait for me, I'll go too!" Seeing that the Tibetan antelope was leaving, Qi Feng hurriedly followed, but he heard that there was a song by Miss Gyant to sing before the dance began.

"Heads-up! Singled out! Singled out! Fran stopped Qi Feng, who wanted to leave, and stared at him with a more serious expression.

Qi Feng looked at the Tibetan antelope who was getting farther and farther away, but he was blocked here by this guy who talked a lot of nonsense, his face couldn't help but be gloomy, and the momentum around him was faint.

"Boy, don't take an inch, I don't fight against you, I don't want to hit your self-confidence!"

The invisible pressure instantly enveloped the entire deck, and the trainers present felt it.

【Heavenly King! Damn it! This guy is actually a king-level trainer! 】

Fran's face turned cold and white in an instant, this person's momentum was really terrifying, giving people an untouchable feeling, with his early strength as a quasi-heavenly king, there was no way to resist it.