Pokémon: The Strongest Xiaomao

Tuesday, April 16th.

Today, the p1 Fighting Master Invitational Tournament officially begins!

During the weighing session, the fighters led the Pokémon who were about to take the stage and waited for the weighing.

Although the masters competition is not divided into lightweight and heavy groups. But weight is also an important part of judging a player's strength.

Xiaomao stood in the crowd with a savarang, accepting the pointing instructions from the surrounding fighters.

"Have you heard, that guy beat up the fighting king of Hezhong yesterday! His method was extremely cruel!"

"It is said that he is a close disciple of Master Ma Shide? No? Then where did he come from as a martial arts bear master!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, poor King Lianwu probably didn't expect that..."

"First, I was punched by a Cammy turtle and flew away!"

"I was hit by another shot from the Red Lotus Armor Cavalry in mid-air!"

"Before it fell, I was punched seven or eight times by Gengar's shadow punch."

"I hit the ground and took another big plasma cannon..."

"A human being is lucky to be hit by so many big moves in his life~"

"That's not right. Where are the strikers and projectiles who practice martial arts? Just watch him get beaten?" someone in the crowd asked.

"I heard that before he could take action, he was killed by a martial arts bear master with a black and white head.

First, in close combat, he gave the striker a complete set of flowing water and rock-shattering fists.

The Projection Ghost wanted to help, but before Ba Tou could use it, he was hit by a close-fitting Dark Ming Strong Strike, and the iron mountain was thrown away for more than ten meters..."

Wearing a hoodie and covering his face with a hat, Lianwu led a hooded gangster through the crowd and onto the weighing stage.

Looking at Lian Wu, who had a bruised nose and swollen face and gained weight, everyone couldn't help but exclaimed: "Good boy... don't hit people in the face if you hit them..."

Xiao Mao showed a kind smile: "Don't misunderstand me. In the martial arts competition, it is inevitable to get injured. Lianwu and I have turned our hostility into friendship."

Lianwu glanced at Xiaomao sadly, and grinned with his swollen sausage mouth: "Yes, yes..."

Time goes back to last night...

Seeing that Xiao Mao and Lian Wu were about to clash head-on, a mega flame chicken with a flame streamer descended from the sky and stood between the two sides.

Mr. Cocobul walked over with his hands behind his back and smiled. He looked at both sides and said, "Fighters should compete for a while. I don't have any objections, but you can't kill them.

And when the game is over, no matter whether you win or lose, that's the end of it.

Do you two little guys agree? "

"Of course." Lianwu nodded cautiously.

"I have no objection." Xiao Mao said nonchalantly, holding his head in his hands: "But he provoked me first, so if I lose, let him do whatever he wants.

If Mr. Lianwu loses, there is no need for you to admit your mistake, just let me give you a good beating. "

Mr. Kekebul shook his head with a headache and smiled bitterly: "You kid, you have to be merciful and merciful."

Following Bird's guidance, he handed over the mysterious mega stone to this young friend Oki Shigeru.

Now, Ma Shide is also impressed by him and does not hesitate to personally help his apprentice Xiong break through before the game.

There is no doubt that even if this child is not the child of destiny, he is still a person of great luck.

If you have a wink about practicing martial arts, you should give up.

Unfortunately, Lian Wu said: I know he is a tough guy, but I like to chew on tough bones!

"You are playing games under the sacred hanging scroll of Enlightenment. Have I wronged you? No matter what, I want an explanation!" Lianwu said angrily, scratching his neck.

"Then look what Master Ma is doing." Xiao Mao pointed to the other side of the ring.

Lian Wu raised his head and saw the old man squatting on the spot above the ring, staring at the screen of his mobile phone with his eyes wide open, muttering: If there is steel, choose steel, if there is no steel, choose steel! Where is my steel? !

Everyone was silent, quietly turning their heads, and the more sensitive people shed tears: Old man, how did you get infected with steel!

Mr. Mao curled his lips arrogantly, and next season we will develop a Rattata, Pickpocket Cat, Meow Meow, and the Fox Thief’s dog-stealing bond~

"(????????)~ Betting on dogs and stealing dogs, is this unhappiness?"

The black face of Lianwu turned red: "I don't believe it! How could the old man be infected with steel! Fighters are the answer! Ohgi Shigeru, take your life!"

At this moment, a figure covered in blazing white light, riding on seven-colored auspicious clouds, burst out from the ring!

Lian Wu hurriedly took out the projecting ghost again and formed a double ghost formation to beat the door.

Bang bang bang bang... boom!

A silky combo, the burly figure assumes the posture of Mr. Ma Shide, pushing forward with his right hand, making a fist with his left hand and drawing in his waist, stepping forward softly, with a mixture of strength and softness~

The person coming is none other than Xiao Mao’s martial arts bear master!

Mr. Mao cast it out and was surprised to find that his martial arts bear master was neither a fighting/water attribute nor a fighting/evil attribute.

Pure fighting type, my own martial arts bear master has pure fighting attributes!

Master Ma put his hands behind his back and nodded and smiled appreciatively at Xiaomao.

Maybe it's because it has pure fighting attributes that it can inherit both of its mysteries at the same time.

Even Master Ma himself can't wait to go back to Armor Island to try to see if he can cultivate this kind of martial arts bear master.

The projecting ghost and the striking ghost were instantly stunned, and the martial artist was stunned in place.

Are your two aces lying flat like this?

Mr. Mao rubbed his wrist, tilted his head and said with a smile, "Well, I'm willing to admit defeat, Mr. Lianwu."

Lian Wu is not a bad-hearted person, but he is a bit stubborn. In fact, even if he begged for mercy in a nice voice, Mr. Mao would not hit him.

As a result, the man gritted his teeth and stamped his feet: "Come on! Beat me! Just say something, I am not Master Adek's disciple!"

So what are you waiting for? Xiao Mao waved his hand and said: "Kids, beat him!"

Geng Gui Jiejie smiled strangely and rushed forward with three Tie Hanhan.

In the end Lianwu couldn't hold it back anymore and screamed out.

Only then did Mr. Mao feel satisfied and took Master Xiong and the others back to rest.

Although the Lianwu body hurts, the injury is not serious. Xiaomao specifically warned that Geng Gui and the others would attack at the positions with thicker flesh and fewer bones...

But the mentality of practicing martial arts was broken. This fool lay on the ground, keeping a curled up state. He took out his mobile phone and called Adike, explaining in a tearful voice: "Master... I lost you to someone else..."

Mr. Adek was drinking in the nightclub, and everyone was confused after hearing the whole thing: "How many dishes are you drinking like this? I am just happy, don't spoil my mood."

After cursing and hanging up the phone, Uncle Adek leaned on the sofa and raised the wine glass in his right hand: "Come on, let's play the music and dance!"

The little girl in stockings and short skirt handed the microphone to Adek in a gentle tone: "Sir, sing a song, the stockings are even balled up~"

With a bang, the door was kicked open, and Miss Junsha from Hezhong walked into the room with a group of police officers.

Looking at the embarrassed Mr. Adek on the sofa, Junsha raised her eyebrows and asked with a headache: "It's just you! Mr. Adek, why do you appear every time I scan...?"

Mr. Adek raised his hands and turned back with a guilty conscience: "Well, I'm just here to drink and chat..."

……

Ever since, there was the scene where the crowd was pointing fingers.

The weighing ceremony went quickly, and it was Xiao Mao's turn. Mr. Mao took Shawarang to the stage.

There was another discussion among the contestants below.

There is a martial arts bear master, but the shawarang is allowed to take the front position. Could it be that this shawarang also has great luck?

Standing on the weighing platform, Shavarang broke into a cold sweat...

I have a lot of luck! I am the younger brother among younger brothers!

I thought that with so many big guys in my family, I could enjoy being a fighting champion.

Who would have thought that he would be trained by two little sisters for less than a week. It’s time to go on stage to compete, please help...!

Looking at Shavarang, who looked gloomy and had no momentum at all, the fighters in the audience nodded.

This is a master! He has reached the state of returning to his original nature. If he fights with him, he will definitely be kicked to death, right?

Karate King Nobuhiko was so excited that he burst into tears: I actually got playing time in Mr. Shigeru’s hands, my Savarang is going to be successful~!

Only Shavarang looked helpless: Don't you know how good your training level is?

I'm not pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, I'm a real food...

After completing the weighing, Mr. Mao patted Shavarang seriously: "Before the semi-finals, I'm leaving it to you!"

"Sha~ (I've been walking on thin ice in my life...)"

Sighing, Shavarang looked firmly and nodded fiercely, "Isn't it just a fighting competition? I will fight with these animals!"