Chapter 9
"Cho!!!"
In the big pit, a strong figure stood firmly.
The human body structure, the skin with a purple glow in gray is as hard as rock; there are three tile-like ridges on the head, the lizard-like face is slightly ferocious, the mouth with sharp teeth is slightly open, exhaling hot breath; strong muscles fill the whole body, surging power is stimulating, ready to launch a violent attack on the enemy at any time; on the arms, six light red marks are flashing, like the proof of the strength.
At this time, Barry was urgently treating Herdier's wound.
But from the way he looked at his ace Pokemon "Machoke" from time to time, it can be seen that he has strong confidence in his most trusted partner.
When Barry was young, he also dreamed of becoming a professional trainer.
Although later due to the huge financial burden and the cliff-like gap between dreams and reality, he was forced to give up his dream and return home to inherit his father's ranch.
However, he knew in his heart how powerful "Machoke", the main combat spirit that he had cultivated with all his heart, was!
Lu Yun stood quietly in the distance, watching the two parties confronting each other in the field, and couldn't help feeling deeply worried.
The Lycanroc looked at his opponent with a playful look, but he took it very seriously in his heart.
Looking at the exaggeratedly large hole on the ground, it was caused by the opponent's punch. If I hadn't dodged it just now...
"Ro..."
A strong fighting spirit suddenly appeared in the eyes of the Lycanroc.
Machoke's whole body was surging with strength, and he glanced at the seriously injured Herdier.
He exhaled a breath of hot air, forming a light mist in the cold air, and the anger in his heart almost overflowed.
He wanted to punch the bastard in front of him hard in the face!
"Bang!"
Explosive power was transmitted from his leg muscles!
Machoke left a deep footprint on the ground and rushed towards the Lycanroc with a strong rush of wind.
He clenched his right fist suddenly, his thick muscles bulged, and dark energy gathered on it.
"Rock Smash!"
Looking at Machoke rushing towards him, Lycanroc slowly closed his eyes.
An obscure and evil aura suddenly emanated.
He suddenly opened his eyes, and his blood-red wolf eyes, filled with cold and cruel meaning, stared straight at Machoke.
"Mean Look!"
At this moment, a huge and strange wolf head seemed to appear in front of Machoke's sight while he was sprinting.
He licked his tongue and looked at himself infatuatedly, as if he was looking at a delicious meal.
A faint fear emerged in his heart, and even the strong spirit honed by years of strength could not help but feel dazed for a moment.
But in just a moment, the Lycanroc suddenly appeared before his eyes.
"Crunch!"
The dark brown energy attached to the sharp teeth of the Lycanroc, and with a fierce bite, Machoke's hard gray-purple skin was deeply pierced like a knife cutting tofu.
Feeling the pain, Machoke knew that he was blinded by anger, and he threw a powerful punch to the side, forcing the Lycanroc to retreat.
The first round of confrontation has ended, and the Lycanroc has a slight advantage.
Machoke controlled the contraction of the muscles in the injured area, trying to stop the bleeding.
However, he discovered that a sinister energy was lingering in the wound, wreaking havoc and preventing it from healing.
The Lycanroc opened his mouth and licked the hot blood on his teeth, with a sinister smile on his lips.
"Do you really think it's that simple?"
Machoke stared at the thin figure in the darkness ahead, and his heart sank.
Through the brief confrontation just now, it already knew how difficult its opponent was.
If he didn't give his all, his hope of defeating his opponent would be very slim.
Machoke held the belt with his left hand and pressed it down hard.
There was a "click" sound from the mechanism, and as it turned to the left, the golden belt that was originally tightly tied around its abdomen fell off.
Powerful force surged violently from all parts of its body, and the muscles all over its body suddenly expanded.
The six marks on his arms became increasingly bright red, blood surged through his veins, his body temperature rose rapidly, and a pale white vapor floated in the air.
Machoke, who evolved through wrist strength, is born with extremely powerful strength, so much so that he must wear a belt that can limit his strength in order to live a normal life.
But when they encounter a truly powerful enemy, they will release their restrictions and exert their full strength.
"roar!"
Throwing his belt aside casually, Machoke trembled with excitement and let out a roar, forming a vague sound wave in the air.
Enjoying the long-awaited release of the body, letting the powerful force of freedom run wild.
The Lycanroc realized that something was wrong and threw several pieces of yellow rock energy at his opponent from a distance.
Machoke flexed his muscles, swung his right hand, and with a "whoosh" sound, he shattered the attacking rocks in the air.
Then there was a loud "boom" in the air, and Machoke disappeared from the spot.
The bright red pupils of the Lycanroc shrank, and the premonition of danger in his head gave him a frantic warning.
"Here I come!"
A powerful force attacked from behind, and the Lycanroc seemed to be able to feel the stinging pain caused by the strong wind brought by the fist on his skin.
"Double Team!"
The body of the Lycanroc suddenly became ethereal, and his true form suddenly appeared on the opposite side like a mirror.
The dark clone was pierced through the chest by a huge fist. The Lycanroc felt relieved and thought to himself that he had escaped.
"I got you!"
A hoarse voice appeared in his ears, and the Lycanroc felt a chill in his heart.
Suddenly, a powerful force exploded from the side of his face.
The Lycanroc was like a puppet with its strings cut, tumbling in the air under the raging force, suddenly flying sideways and rolling onto the grass.
There was no time to react, and his body reflexively used his few defensive skills, "Quick Guard".
A light red energy shield appeared in front of him.
"Bang!"
A violent figure shot down from above the Lycanroc, and two huge fists filled with brown energy punched down fiercely. The energy shield was as fragile as paper and was torn apart with a "swish".
"Lyy!"
The moment the shield was broken, the Lycanroc let out a strange cry, and the rock-hard mane on its head burst out with heavy yellow energy.
"Mach Punch!"
"Accelrock!"
"…"
"boom!!"
The powerful energies collided, forming waves of air in the air.
Barry turned his back to the battlefield, holding the unconscious Herdier in his arms, his short black hair fluttering in the wind.
far away,
Lu Yun's eyes hurt a little from the strong wind, but he didn't dare to close his eyes.
I was afraid of missing even a single minute of this extremely exciting battle.
In my heart, the desire for power becomes stronger and stronger.
"Bang!"
There was a heavy landing sound, and Machoke fell heavily to the ground.
He propped himself up with trembling hands that had exerted too much strength, and looked at the Lycanroc in the dust in front of him.
"Ly.. can ly…"
A strange laugh was heard, and the Lycanroc smiled sinisterly, with two blood-red wolf eyes full of viciousness and cruelty.