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"Uh, what kind of place is this......" rode the Duduli, and after coming to what the eagle said, "a large building with a lot of humans", Xiao Youxian is really a ...... Slightly strange place.

Located on the edge of the forest, there is only a sparsely populated path in front of the door, and the architectural style of the civil structure looks like an ancient house from hundreds of years ago, but there is a noise behind the high courtyard wall......

"This place reminds me of the Light Red Dao Pavilion......" Xiao Yu frowned slightly and looked at the thick wooden gate in front of him, "No, as soon as I push the door, there will be wooden stakes, buckets or something smashed over, right?" ”

After thinking about it for a while, Xiao Yu decided to change a "safe" way to satisfy his curiosity. Taking out the Poké Ball and retracting the Doodo, Xiao Yu walked to the wall and pulled out another Poké Ball......

(Shanaido, use telekinesis on me, slowly lifting me up.) ）”

So on the wall of the compound, a purple ponytail slowly emerged......

"Well, it doesn't look like a gym......" Xiao Yu, who was suspended in mid-air by Shanaiduo's ability, poked out half of his head against the wall, looked at the scene in the courtyard. In the spacious courtyard, a simple battle was drawn in white lime, and a King Nido and a Haoli were fighting "passionately" on the field—after all, Xiao Yu only saw the two of them playing philosophical ♂ wrestling all the time; There are also various exercise equipment around the courtyard, and more than a dozen elves are performing various moves or physical exercises with their owners......

Well, that's right. The elf trainers here are all very strangely doing the same exercise as their own elves: one trainer is holding a barbell with his elf Rumble, and the weight is so easy for Rumble Rock that the little fat man's face is flushed; On the other side, the two teenagers were shouting and punching and kicking with their own Shavarão and Abi Lang......

“…… Does this make sense for training? Xiao You, who was lying on the wall, looked at it in a cold sweat.

These trainers who lift weights and jump rope with elves and run big are all about it, but what kind of trouble is that girl over there chopping wood with an axe and a flying mantis...... If you're brave enough, use your hands......

"Well, depending on the situation, this shouldn't be a trap castle like the Light Red Gym, so it shouldn't be dangerous to enter through the main entrance...... Shanaiduo, you can let me down. Xiao You, who was thinking like this, was about to retract his head......

"Hah!!"

Suddenly, a crimson figure jumped out of the grass on the side of the wall, on the inner side, and headed straight for Xiao Yu's head, which had not yet retracted.

"Uhh

only heard a muffled sound, Xiao You's forehead received a solid blow, and he fell off the wall with a scream.

"What people!" There was a rather majestic shouting from within the courtyard wall, followed by a chaotic sound of footsteps.

(Come back, Shanaido!) "The little ghost who fell to the ground used the fastest degree to get the lich back into the Poké Ball," (Geng, come out and use hypnotism in the direction of the gate!) The content is...... ）”

Ever since passing through the bewildered forest full of ghosts and ghosts, Xiao Yu has developed a new use of hypnotism, a skill that puts elves to sleep. And the hypnotism used by the Gengs who are now emerging from the shadows is this new application: creating hallucinations......

Soon the gate of the courtyard was opened, and several teenagers and girls ran out under the leadership of a gray-haired mustachioed uncle wearing a retro samurai suit with wide robes and large sleeves. As soon as the group of people came out of the gate, they saw the Geng ghost with a strange red glow in his eyes, and then he looked down again, only to notice that the upper part of the head lying next to the Geng ghost had been knocked away, and the blood mixed with the brains flowed all over the terrifying corpse......

"Ahh Frightened screams suddenly sounded from the pale-faced crowd, and several of the girls who were psychologically fragile fell straight down on the spot.

"How-how so!?" Uncle Mustache looked a little better, but his face was also pale, "It's impossible for the authentic to put such a heavy hand......"

"Teacher, teacher, master!" A flat-headed teenager trembled in his legs and asked in a crying voice, "What should we do!?" ”

“…… Anyway," Uncle Mustache took several deep breaths in a row, barely composure, "Anyway, send someone to the town first and call Miss Junsha to ......"

"Well, don't bother......

“！！”

In the horrified eyes of everyone, the miserable corpse on the ground slowly sat up, stretched out his bloody hand, and touched the top of his head, which was no longer there: "It's just a look, there's no need to put such a heavy hand, right?" ”

"What the hell!!" At this time, even several boys were frightened and fainted.

"Ah, yes." The "corpse" opened its mouth, as if remembering something, "Geng ghost, remove the hypnosis......

......The red light in the eyes of the Geng ghost gradually dissipated, and Uncle Beard and the others appeared, and the corpse that was still hunting just now has now turned into a purple ponytail "girl", reaching out to touch a swollen bag bulging on her forehead......

――――Hypnosis――――

"I'm really embarrassed...... "In the living room of the house, Muramasa, a mustachioed uncle dressed in ancient samurai clothes, is apologizing to Xiao Yu in a standard kneeling position." Because we happened to have thieves here a few days ago, the authentic ones have been more sensitive lately......"

"Well, it's okay, it's just a little injury...... "Xiao You, who has a big ok stretch on his head, waved his hand and said with a smile. The use of hypnotism to frighten people is interpreted as an arbitrary mischief by Geng Ghost without the instructions of a trainer......

"Well, although I am a little presumptuous, I still want to ask......" Uncle Muramasa leaned forward slightly, "May I ask Xiao Youjun if you believe in the importance of counting jù data for elf battles?" ”

"Count jù?" Xiao Yu was stunned for a moment, "Do you mean ability values and attributes or something?" Of course that stuff is useful......"

"That's good......" Muramasa nodded, and then said, "In that case, there is a reluctant request below...... Can you please have a pokemon battle with my son - in the name of a number jù-type trainer? ”

“…… Nani? ”

"Actually, it's like this......"

In the commentary.

It turned out that when Uncle Mustachioed Mura was young, he had won many league championships, and when he was older, he returned to his hometown to open such a pokemon dojo to pass on his experience to young rookie trainers. It's just that he may have been too focused on the operation of the dojo and neglected in his family education policy, and the uncle's son Shingo has become a practitioner with extreme numbers - so extreme that he thinks that elves don't need to fight, and the winner can be determined by comparing the number of jù...... However, the son has a powerful elf that he has carefully cultivated for him, and none of the rookie trainers in the same dojo are Shingo's opponents, so the uncle's persuasion is completely ineffective.

The uncle who failed to persuade the education had no choice but to make a cameo appearance as a bandit king, hiding on the forest path and pretending to attack a passing trainer with his giant pincer mantis "Masamune", hoping to find a trainer who could defeat Shingo, so that his son could "wake up" and "embark on the right path" again......

Then, Uncle Muramasa, who had been squatting on the mountain for a few days, met Ash......

Under the light of the aura of the big protagonist, Shingo, who relied on the data of the battle to analyze the battle, decisively lost to the wildlife intuitive flow method of the hot-blooded stupid trainer Ash, and Shingo also realized that the elf battle was actually a very burning and bloody thing, and everyone was happy......

It's weird.

Since that day, Shingo children's shoes have indeed stopped relying on information, but it seems that they have changed too much, and they have suddenly gone to the other extreme...... Now Shingo seems to have become a hot-blooded fool like Ash, running to the forest early in the morning to "practice", fighting with elves every three sentences, and several strong disciples in the dojo were almost "beaten" according to three meals......

“…… So I want to trouble you and let Shingo restrain a little......" Muramasa put his hands on the tatami mat and bowed deeply to Koyu.

Don't get rid of the extreme number of otaku, turn around and become a reckless and hot-blooded fool - this is probably what Uncle Muramasa didn't say.

[Side Quest: Everything in moderation!] Defeat Shingo with the analytical method of numerical jù. Reward: Pokemon naming function (advanced, if the task fails, the reward will be withdrawn)]

"Oh! Wrap it up on me! ”

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