thefictionvixens Chapter 148 The Obsessive Fighter!
Chapter 148 The Obsessive Fighter!
"I'm not saying this to be mean, but for an older man like you, that's just your level!"
"You'd be better off going home to your wife, kids, and a warm bed!"
"It's not that I look down on you, but don't even mention making you practice for another three weeks!"
"Even if you train for another three years, you still won't win the fighting championship!"
Looking at the fallen fan, Qingyuan said with a helpless expression.
"Dad, let's go home!"
"Your mom and I miss you so much!"
Seeing this, Aimi, who was standing to the side, covered her mouth and said with tears in her eyes.
"What do you know? Only by becoming a champion through fighting skills can you become a true fighting champion!"
"What if fighting competitions were like elf battles!"
"What's the point of becoming the champion of the fighting tournament!"
Upon hearing Qingyuan's words, Shandou got up from the ground and roared at Qingyuan.
Hearing this, Qingyuan, who was already speechless, became even more speechless.
He originally thought that Shan Dou was just a bit obsessive and willing to give up everything for his dream.
I also have a bit of a fondness for guys who use moral blackmail.
It now appears that this guy is not only paranoid but also enjoys moral blackmail.
This guy's favorite thing is to nitpick!
"So, according to you, most fighters in this world aren't pure?"
"So you're the only pure fighter!"
"Since you're the only pure fighter, what's the point of having those non-pure fighter certified fighting champions?"
Qingyuan rolled his eyes and said to Shandou.
"not me……"
Upon hearing Qingyuan's words, Shandou immediately became anxious and was about to explain.
Before Shan Dou could finish speaking, Qing Yuan interrupted him.
"No, no, but... what do you mean, 'I'?"
"Even Shiba, a martial arts master who is one of the Four Heavenly Kings, has studied secret manuals related to martial arts!"
"I mastered the power of the Fighting style with the help of the secret manual."
"With this power, he can sometimes even fight to a draw with his King-level monster!"
"You, who haven't even reached the Heavenly King level, actually dare to dream of winning a fighting championship based solely on fighting skills?"
"Wake up, old man! Look what you've turned your fast-paced fighter into!"
Watching Quick-Punch, who was rendered unable to fight by a single angry punch from Incineroar, was a sight to behold.
Qingyuan looked at him with disappointment and frustration.
If Qingyuan wasn't mistaken, the level of this fast-fisted boy in the fan fight should be around level 30.
However, it was instantly killed by a level 30 Infernape.
This shows that Quick-Punch Man's internal energy is extremely unbalanced.
If he doesn't use his skills to release and balance the energy in his body, Quick Punch might even experience a regression in his level.
Upon hearing Qingyuan's words, Shandou glanced at Kaikenrou, who had lost his ability to fight, and fell into deep thought.
"Think about it carefully, the heavens have granted the elves the ability to use skills!"
"But you insist on taking that away; you're not becoming a pure fighter!"
"You've gone astray!"
Seeing Shan Dou deep in thought, Qing Yuan patted him on the shoulder and said.
Upon hearing Qingyuan's words, Shandou, who was already looking rather dull, became even more so.
Qingyuan glanced at it but didn't pay any attention.
This is a sign of deep contemplation, usually occurring when one's Daoist heart is shattered by a blow.
Or it can happen when you see something that is extremely shocking.
He had been looking through Du's training notes when he accidentally came across his diary.
I've been in that situation before.
Scorpio later said that he looked even dumber than Slowpoke at the time.
But that's not his fault. Who would have thought that Du, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, would actually keep a diary?
Moreover, he actually complained in his diary that Shiba was a brainless muscleman.
All he does every day is fight with his superhuman strength.
He can't shoulder any of the responsibilities of a superstar, and he needs his help to solve his daily tasks.
Not just Shiba, but also Kona and Kikuko.
Du also complained about every single one of them in his cultivation notes.
Kikuko is an old woman who plays with both ghosts and snakes.
Kona was described by Wataru as the biggest obstacle preventing him from becoming the Kanto champion.
Even as an outsider, Qingyuan could deeply empathize with the hatred that Lance harbored for Lorelei, the Ice type, and so on.
"I was wrong. Only by combining martial arts techniques with the skills of spirits can one become a true fighter!"
"It turns out I've been on the wrong path all along!"
Suddenly, Shan Dou, who had been somewhat broken by Qing Yuan's attack, shouted.
Qingyuan was startled, but after he came to his senses, he patted his chest and said.
"That startled me!"
"But now that you understand, Uncle, you should go home!"
"After all, there are no resources to sustain us in the wild!"
"Elves can never become stronger!"
Upon hearing Qingyuan's words, Shandou nodded in agreement.
"You're right, this time when I go home I'll combine my fighting skills with the Pokémon's abilities!"
"Just wait for the P1 Fighting Tournament, I will definitely become the champion this time!"
Upon hearing this, Aimei immediately lunged into Shandou's arms.
"Great, Dad, you've finally come home!"
Aimei nestled in Shandou's arms, tears streaming down her face, as she spoke excitedly.
"I'm sorry, Aimei. I'll make it up to you and Mom when we get home!"
Shan Dou patted Ai Mei's back and said apologetically.
"OK OK!"
"I don't want a trainer like me, who's traveling, to watch this kind of happy ending storyline!"
"You should hurry home, it's getting late, and if you pack your things, it'll probably be dark by then!"
Seeing the father and daughter embracing each other, Qingyuan waved and said loudly.
Hearing Qingyuan's words, Aimei reluctantly left her father's warm embrace.
She stood aside wiping away tears, preparing to pack her father's luggage later.
Upon hearing Qingyuan's words, Shandou burst into laughter.
"No need, I was going to be doing ascetic training in the wild, so I didn't bring any luggage at all!"
"Even his clothes are just the one he's wearing!"
Upon hearing Shan Dou's words, Qing Yuan couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.
Putting aside everything else about the fan, just look at that steely and unwavering will.
He can only admire them now, for training in the wild without any supplies.
This is something that probably only muscle-bound fighters could do.
Upon hearing this, Aimi, who was standing nearby, froze as she wiped away her tears.
Then she slowly moved her little nose toward her arm.
Only after finding no foul odor did he move his hand away with satisfaction.
Seeing this, Qingyuan couldn't help but smile.
"what happened?"
Upon seeing this, Shan Dou asked with some confusion, "Is it funny that he is practicing asceticism in the wild?"
"Nothing, I just suddenly thought of something funny!"
Upon hearing Shan Dou's words, Qing Yuan quickly waved his hand and said with a smile.