A Humanoid Fighting Pokémon?
23: Chapter 23: Such Great Strength?
A Humanoid Fighting Pokémon?
Misty used all her strength to throw the poké ball high into the air.
That posture and aura made her look exactly like a Superior Trainer about to release their ace.
A red light flashed.
An orange-red Goldeen with a sharp, hard horn on its head appeared on the lobby floor.
Goldeen stared with a pair of dull, dead-fish eyes, its mouth opening and closing.
Then, it spat out a small puddle of water toward the front.
After spitting, Goldeen lay on its side on the ground, its tail slapping the smooth floor tiles with a “flap-flap,” struggling to turn over, but like an ordinary fish on land, it could only flop helplessly.
The scene was extremely awkward for a moment.
Jessie, James, and Meowth tilted their heads in unison.
Silence.
Then, “Pfft…
Hahahahaha!!!” Jessie was the first to burst out laughing, clutching her stomach, her high heels nearly losing their balance.
“I…
I thought it was some powerful character!
Turns out it’s just a stupid fish flopping around out of water?” She laughed until tears almost came out, her full chest heaving violently with the laughter.
James wiped away the tears from laughing and pointed at the still-flopping Goldeen: “This, this can be called a battle Pokemon?
In its current state, I could kick it away with one foot!” Misty’s maneuver, though ridiculous, did indeed buy some time.
“Alright, Misty.” Roy’s calm voice came from behind her.
He stepped forward and gently pressed down on Misty’s still-raised arm.
“You and Hanako-san leave through the back door immediately and find Officer Jenny to report this.” Roy’s tone left no room for doubt: “Leave this to me.” “Oh~ then be careful~” Misty quickly recalled Goldeen: “We’ll bring Officer Jenny back soon!” With that, she took Hanako’s hand, turned, and ran toward the back door passage of the Pokémon Center.
Seeing the two girls leave, Nurse Joy breathed a sigh of relief, but then looked at Roy even more nervously: “Mr.
Roy, you should leave too!
This place is too…” “Nurse Joy, please retreat to a safe place.” Roy didn’t look back, just waved his hand.
At the same time.
His Aura Power had already spread silently, precisely using Lock-On on the little fellow on a certain bed in the Pokémon Center’s treatment area.
Pikachu’s small face immediately showed a serious expression.
It stepped lightly off the Charge bed, and relying on its petite size and yellow protective coloring, it slipped silently out of the treatment area along the shadows of the wall, creeping toward the lobby…
At this moment in the lobby.
The Team Rockets trio had laughed enough.
Jessie flicked her vibrant long red hair and resumed her arrogant posture: “Hmph, if the little brat ran away, so be it; our target is the Pokemon anyway.” Her gaze swept toward Roy, and she sneered: “What, kid, you want to be a hero?
You think you can stop us all by yourself?” Roy took two steps forward and stood in front of the puddle left by Goldeen.
He calmly looked at the Team Rockets trio.
“Yes, now it’s my turn to step up.” “You?” James raised an eyebrow, sizing Roy up and down.
“What tricks do you have?
Don’t tell me you’re going to release another fish that flops out of water?
Hahaha!” “I don’t have any Pokemon.” Roy’s words stunned the three of them.
“Huh?” “I will stop you with my physical body,” Roy continued in a calm tone with a hint of deliberate humor.
After a brief silence.
“Hahahahahah!!!” An even more exaggerated explosion of laughter rang out again.
Jessie laughed so hard she slapped her thigh, her plump thigh flesh rippling: “Phy-physical body?
Kid, have you been reading too much manga!” “What’s going on today, Meow!” Meowth laughed, rolling on the ground.
“First a little girl acting like a master with a flopping fish, and now a Chuunibyou kid wanting to block the way with his physical body!” “Are Trainers nowadays all this funny?” James also wiped away tears of laughter.
Jessie rubbed her aching lower abdomen and waved her hand: “Enough, enough, I can’t be bothered to waste time with such an idiot.” She glanced at James: “James, you go deal with this psycho kid and let him know the cruelty of the real world.” “Meowth, let’s go collect the Pokemon.
Our targets this time are the precious Pokémon left here by those Trainers; don’t let me down!” “Leave it to me, Meow!” Meowth immediately jumped up, rubbing its paws, its cat eyes flashing with greed.
James cracked his neck and knuckles, making a “crack-crack” sound.
He grinned, revealing a row of white teeth, and walked toward Roy.
“Heh heh heh…
Kid, let me tell you a secret.” James spoke as he walked, striking what he thought was a cool starting stance.
“Your big brother James practiced martial arts when he was a kid!” “Even Jessie doesn’t dare to underestimate my Karate!” “So, if you’re smart, get lost now, otherwise I’ll—” Before he could finish his nonsense.
Roy moved.
It wasn’t a Trainer’s battle stance, nor was it some flashy move.
It was the simplest, most direct, and fastest—Charge!
“Wha—” James’s pupils suddenly constricted.
He couldn’t see Roy’s movements at all!
He only felt a blur before his eyes, and a dark shadow was already close to him.
The next second.
His wrist was firmly gripped by a hand like an iron pincer.
James was instantly shocked.
That strength was ridiculously high, not like the grip strength a human should have at all!
He felt as if his wrist had been grabbed by a Machamp or Machoke; his bones were groaning under the unbearable burden.
“You…” James had just uttered one word.
Roy used James’s forward momentum, lowered his body, pressed his shoulder against James’s armpit, exerted force from his waist, and performed a clean Over-the-shoulder throw!
BANG!!!
James was swung into the air, tracing a semicircle, and then slammed heavily onto the lobby floor tiles on his back!
A scream and a dull thud sounded simultaneously.
This throw was solid; James felt as if his internal organs had shifted, his vision went black, and he nearly fainted.
But it wasn’t over yet.
Roy’s movements were fluid, without the slightest pause.