Pokémon Farm

Chapter 114 Xuan Mingtian VS Little Bee

After thinking for less than two seconds, Po Tian immediately retreated five meters and began to unleash the Whirlwind Blade skill.

A whirlwind began to whirl around it.

As time passed, fifteen seconds later, Whirlwind Blade rushed rapidly toward the alloy dummy ten meters in front of Skybreaker.

"Swish~ Swish~"

A cutting sound reached my ears, and I saw that everything had calmed down.

Xuan Mingtian then went to observe the alloy dummy. Although the attacks were dense, the Whirlwind Blade's attack strength was not very good, as only faint scratches were left on the alloy dummy.

No wonder the little bee used the Poison Spike skill before; it turns out it was to reduce the power of the Whirlwind Blade.

"Broken Sky, reduce your daily training by half. As for skills, I will give you some materials to increase your internal energy. A swordsman must master both martial arts and magic."

"Mantis": Yes, master, I understand. I will definitely work harder.

Potian believed Xuan Mingtian without a doubt. A fierce fighting spirit blazed in his eyes, and he took the Poké Ball from his master's waist and released it.

"Ow~"

A dragon's roar upon entering the arena is an essential way for tropical dragons to show off. And this method is indeed very effective, as everyone in the backyard, including the elves, is looking in this direction.

"Mantis": Brother, please teach me how to shorten the casting time of my skills.

"Hot~Tropical Dragon": Aha, little bro, the pot's gone bad. But do you have anything good to eat?

Tropical Dragon readily agreed to Potian's request, regardless of whether Potian was easy to learn. The fact that it was its own Pokémon was enough to motivate Tropical Dragon to teach it with all its might.

When Xuan Mingtian understood the tropical dragon's last words, he almost froze on the spot. Although he knew the latter loved to eat, this was too much; it made it seem like the dragon hadn't eaten enough.

"Uh, Potian, don't look at me like that. This is between you and the tropical dragon. If there isn't enough food, you can ask Xiaota to make more."

Faced with Po Tian's gleaming eyes, Xuan Mingtian could only shrug helplessly. With the sheer number of tropical dragons, it seemed Little Tower was in for a busy time.

However, with Aunt Xiao and the others around, it's absolutely impossible for him to do it himself, since Young Master Xuan is someone who wants to 'study hard and improve every day'.

The problem is temporarily solved; now it's time to deal with the little bee. Xuan Mingtian has a feeling it might become a battle maniac like Po Tian, ​​but it doesn't matter. The stronger the elf, the safer the family will be.

"Little Bee, it's your turn now. Have a spar with me first. Your close combat skills are far inferior to Potian's."

Xuan Mingtian planned to train Beedrill in the same way as Po Tian, ​​but the former would use dual pistols while the latter would use dual swords.

"Buzz~ Big Needle~ Big Needle Bee": Good master, come and rub me to your heart's content, my twin guns are already thirsty for more.

"Wait, don't rush, I haven't explained the rules of the fight yet. You can't use your full strength, it's just a battle of skills. Otherwise, if you suddenly throw me away, it will be very embarrassing."

Seeing the Beedrill bursting with fighting spirit, Xuan Mingtian hurriedly explained the sparring rules. Although he was practically invincible among 5-year-old children, he was still powerless against high-level Pokémon.

As Xuan Mingtian drew his child-sized butterfly twin blades and assumed an attack stance, Beedrill simultaneously rubbed his twin pistols together and aimed them at him.

"Whoo~"

A gentle breeze, like a referee, lightly blew past the human and the elf, signaling the start of their sparring session.

However, just as they were about to make their move, they found themselves unable to move, as if they were being controlled by someone else.

"Bang~"

"Wow~"

A crisp sound rang out, followed by Xuan Mingtian's shout: "Little cutie, you hit my head again. Don't you know that this will stunt your growth and make you stupid?"

They were right; they were indeed under control. And the one exerting control was none other than the little cutie standing nearby.

"Idiot, I think you'll die of stupidity sooner or later. You haven't even wrapped the little bee's pistols and stinger in bubbles yet, what's your hurry? Do you want to test how strong its poison is?"

The little cutie's words reached the ears of both the human and the elf, instantly making Xuan Mingtian extremely embarrassed. He had completely forgotten something so important; it seemed he'd been a bit too carried away lately.

"Ah, I forgot. Maybe it's because of Xiao Qingmei's 'Crow on an Airplane' thing today that my head is a little fuzzy. Luckily, my super cute little one reminded me, otherwise I would have turned into a purple person."

After figuring out the reason, Xuan Mingtian immediately showered the little cutie with compliments, making her proudly tilt her head back.

After a brief period of operation, a closer look reveals that Beedrill's twin guns and stinger are shimmering with a faint blue light.

The sparring session officially began, and the referee gently blew the breeze once again.

Xuan Mingtian took the lead and rushed forward, arriving in front of the little bee in the blink of an eye.

The twin swords swept across the blades rapidly, one above and one below.

"Ding~ Ding"

Two metallic clangs rang out as the little bee's twin pistols steadily blocked the butterfly's twin blades.

Xuan Mingtian suddenly twisted his left wrist, displaying the Eight-Cut Saber Technique and Wing Chun boxing to their fullest extent.

His action caused the bee's hairs to stand on end. A sense of crisis surged through its bee-like nerves, and its years of experience in the wild made it immediately retreat.

However, just as it was about to strike, Beedrill was stabbed in the chest while retreating. Although it didn't cause any serious injury, such an attack is not something one can withstand for long in the wild.

"It's coming."

After giving a reminder, Xuan Mingtian crossed his butterfly knives and continued to press forward, giving the little bee no time to rest.

It imitated its owner's posture in a very convincing way.

When the two were less than fifty centimeters apart, Xuan Mingtian vanished from the little bee's sight in a flash.

Its nerves twitched, its hairs stood on end, and upon sensing its master darting to its left, it immediately reacted and raised its gun to defend itself.

However, the attack was blocked, but Xuan Mingtian did not stop what he was doing. What followed was a barrage of attacks.

"Ding~ Ding~..."

Faced with such frequent attacks, the little bee's fighting spirit was successfully aroused. Its mind kept sending itself commands: Do not retreat! Do not retreat! You must hold on!

Its fighting spirit reached its peak once again, and the frequency of its twin pistol swings increased accordingly.

At this moment, Xuan Mingtian nodded inwardly, because he had deliberately launched such a high-frequency attack. His purpose was to prevent the little bee from retreating.

After all, this is a drawback for many wild Pokémon; they tend to retreat quickly when faced with a major crisis. It's a double-edged sword.

The advantage is that their sense of danger is much stronger than that of trained Pokémon. The disadvantage is that newly captured wild Pokémon require a long period of adjustment.