Pokémon Farm

Chapter 283 Close Combat That Touches the Bone

Conversely, after sensing that the mosquito coil on the ground had moved away.

Our little chubby ball has also popped out of the ground again.

"Mosquito Coil, let's use the rainy day tactic."

Before the words had even finished, their echoes were still reverberating across the battlefield.

There was a 'poof' sound.

Mosquito Coil's water gun attack went straight for the little fat ball.

"Little Fatball, after Dragon Breath, use Sandstorm."

After a brief 0.01-second thought process, Zhu Lan's brain quickly devised a response strategy.

Because she knew that the most important skill in rain tactics was the ability to summon rain.

The most effective way to control rainmaking is with the Electric Field skill.

Unfortunately, our little chubby ball doesn't know this skill at all.

That's also impossible, because of this unknown battle.

Let Little Fatty learn the skill of electrical field.

Frankly speaking, in Xuan Mingtian's understanding, this kind of weather tactic is really not applicable to top-level battles.

For example, in today's regional competitions for the regional championship, such tactics are rarely used.

Not only is it easy for others to see through, it's also easier for other spirits to crack it.

If you have the action of activating a weather skill, many opponents will be willing to hit you in the face with a powerful skill.

This is a classic case of: "I activate a weather-altering skill that affects an unknown aspect of the battle. But by the time it's activated, the enemy's attack is already upon me."

Of course, some Pokémon can change the weather from the moment they appear.

For example: Groudon (cannot fly) and Kyogre (large head).

Therefore, this weather-changing skill is best suited for low to mid-level battles.

Shifting focus~

When the Water Gun and Dragon Breath skills collide, creating smoke.

Both sides' spirits unleashed rain and sandstorms with the utmost speed and skill.

"Tap tap tap~"

"Huhuhu~"

A single battlefield presented two distinct weather conditions. The two sides faced off directly along the dividing line in the middle of the arena.

A light drizzle was falling, and the dampness continued to spread.

As sandstorm raged, the little fat ball's silhouette gradually disappeared from sight.

"Mosquito Coil, your covering foam skill!"

There was nothing that could be done, because the little fat ball's shape was obscured by the sandstorm.

Therefore, the opponent can only attack in the most physical form.

It's as if they're hoping that one or even several bubbles will hit the other.

Water-attribute abilities gathered in the circle-like belly in front of Mosquito Coil.

It then sprayed towards the area filled with sandstorm.

"Puff puff~"

The sound of bubbles bursting, like a beautiful melody, surrounded the audience's ears.

Unfortunately, dreams are beautiful, but reality is cruel.

Under Xuan Mingtian's perception, Little Fatty heard its opponent's trainer shout "Overwhelming Bubble Attack," and it had already leisurely burrowed underground.

This is probably thanks to our great intelligence, who often whispers in Little Fatty's ear.

They say that spirits need to train themselves and should know how to fight and avoid damage.

Gradually, this has led to the understanding that nowadays, even without Zhu Lan issuing orders, everyone knows that when in doubt, it's best to burrow underground.

Of course, this is on the premise that the opponent's skill power cannot be too great. Otherwise, if the burrowing depth is not deep, it will be easy to be blown out.

The covering foam technique lasted for a full half minute before finally stopping.

It won't work if it keeps going, because the audience can see that Mosquito Coil-kun is starting to pant slightly.

If this continues, it won't be the little fat ball watching the show underground that gets bored first, but rather the mosquito coil that collapses from exhaustion first.

Our Zhulan seized the opportunity to issue the command when she saw the opponent catching their breath: "Little Fatball, use Metal Claw skill at the two o'clock position ahead."

As soon as he finished speaking, all that could be heard was the patter of rain and the rustling of dust.

It was as if Little Fatty hadn't heard Zhu Lan's instructions at all.

A second passed~

Two seconds~

At the third second.

As if sensing something, Mosquito Coil quickly dodged behind it.

Just then, a round, chubby little ball with a shark fin on its head and metallic hands emerged from the ground.

Unfortunately, Mosquito Coil's timely dodge rendered all attacks ineffective.

However, upon seeing this, our little chubby ball did not retreat.

Instead, braving the drizzling rain, he closed in on his opponent.

"Since you want a head-on clash, then let's go. Mosquito Coil, use your Enhanced Punch to bombard it."

"Heh, you think I'm afraid of you? Little fat ball, the moment of truth has come. Let's see what you've learned from Potian."

When Little Fatball heard Cynthia's words, the entire elf began to unleash an amazing fighting spirit.

At the same time, his eyes also became sharper.

And so, the two elves began to fight each other, fist to fist and flesh to flesh.

Time slips away bit by bit.

Half a minute later, they were still talking about Europe.

One minute later, the same thing happened.

However, it's obvious to anyone with eyes that this Mosquito Coil is no match for the Gible.

While Power Punch can continuously increase attack power, don't forget the little fatball's characteristic: rough skin.

Any opponent that comes into contact with its skin will be injured.

Moreover, after being trained (and beaten up) by Potian and other elves.

It can be said that, among its peers, it is not afraid of any opponent.

And so, a minute and a half later, Poliwag's trainer could only helplessly say, "Get rid of the opponent quickly."

"Bang~"

Mosquito Coil and Politoed finally managed to create some distance between themselves after a powerful punch from the two Pokémon.

Unfortunately, although the little fat ball's body was currently a mixture of red and purple.

However, Mosquito Coil's body is already covered with scars.

The difference in strength between the two sides in their fight is not insignificant.

"Mosquito Coil, how are you doing? Can you still hold on?"

Mosquito coils.

The weak, feeble cry seemed to be telling the trainer, "Not yet, I can hold on."

Although they say this, their true feelings remain unknown.

It could be: Damn it, why is it so hard?

It could be something like: "Trainer, can we finish this quickly?"

It could be: Why is this gible so fat?

All sorts of unknowns and all sorts of monologues may fill its inner world.

"Mosquito Coil, since you're alright, let's have a showdown with it. Let's use the Eye of the Mind to withstand the crushing weight of Mount Tai."

"Little Fatball, we can't show weakness either, Ghost Face Solitaire's Fury."

The moment to decide the outcome has arrived.

Mosquito Coil was intently sensing the movements of the little fat ball.

Then the frog leaped high into the air and charged straight at its opponent.

Now, Little Fatty wasn't about to be outdone. He quickly made a face, then concentrated all his anger into a shockwave, which he launched straight at Mosquito Coil in mid-air.

Unfortunately, Dragon's Fury was launched only about half a meter away.

The mosquito coil on the other side had already moved closer.

"Boom!"