Chapter 152 H-047 King Yanwu and the Swampert!

Author: drowning fish

Chapter 152 H-047 King Yanwu and the Swampert!

Regarding the issue of whether Zhao Wanxi is a burden, Fang Che doesn't want to discuss it too much. After all, this is very unkind.

In fact, if he wanted to, he could take Zhao Wanxi all the way without worrying about any bullshit training talent.

No matter how talented you are, can it be better than the experience progress bar I can see?

You must know that the most terrifying ability in this world is not any innate divine power, but God rewards hard work!

As long as you can see the progress bar, I can help you get through it even if it's a mountain of swords or a sea of ​​fire!

For other elves, if they are not trained for a period of time, their skills will become rusty and their combat experience will be blurred, but Fang Che's elves are different. The power of data allows them to have a "bottom line".

No matter what you have done or how you have been affected, the bottom line is this, and you can still display this ability at your worst.

Therefore, as long as Fang Che injects the power of data into Zhao Wanxi's elves, there is no need to worry that Zhao Wanxi will hold him back. On the contrary, the fighting power of the two of them together is much greater than that of Fang Che alone.

If it weren't for the difficulty of solving the problem because of the impact, Fang Che would have wanted to inject the power of data into everyone he knew.

"Three months is still a long time, let's see then."

Fang Che made a haha ​​and directly brought the topic over. Zhao Qiansun did not discuss the matter too much. After all, he was also a high-level member of the alliance. It always felt wrong to discuss the shadow group at home.

About half an hour after Zhao Qiansun returned, Fang Tianyang also came with two bottles of good wine and an old man who looked energetic.

As Lan Ying and Zhao Qiansun said "Dad", Fang Che immediately realized that the person who pushed and shoved his grandfather into the house was Zhao Weimin, the current vice president of the Chinese Alliance and a fire element king-level trainer!

"Grandpa Zhao."

After Zhao Weimin nodded in response to the greetings of Lan Ying and Zhao Qiansun, Fang Che immediately handed over a pair of slippers with quick eyes and hands, which made Fang Tianyang beside Zhao Weimin puff his beard and stare.

Fortunately, Zhao Wanxi also handed Fang Tianyang slippers, so Fang Tianyang didn't break his defense.

"good."

Zhao Weimin looked at Fang Che, and then at his granddaughter who stood beside Fang Che very well. He just showed a kind smile and said hello.

This word of praise encompassed all his views on Fang Che. There were really not many young people who could earn his praise.

After Fang Tianyang put on his slippers, he walked directly to Fang Che and gave him a slap in the face. He also muttered a lesson to his grandson, "You brat, don't you know to take care of grandpa first?"

Fang Tianyang's muttering made the three generations of the Zhao family on the side smile. They knew very well that this was Fang Tianyang's attempt to liven up the atmosphere.

Fang Che scratched his head and grinned. This was in Zhao Wanxi's house, so of course he had to keep a close eye on Zhao Weimin first. His grandfather couldn't escape anyway.

Lan Ying handed the two old men wet towels, while Zhao Qiansun was a little surprised and took the two bottles of wine he brought from Fang Tianyang.

Fang Che and Zhao Wanxi looked over, and a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes.

The wine that Fang Tianyang brought was extraordinary. It was the Ten Thousand Fruit Wine brewed by a King-level pot from the secret realm. It was rumored that it contained the nutrients of ten thousand kinds of fruits and vegetables. After drinking it, both humans and elves would be drunk.

Great supplement.

Outside, this kind of wine is hard to buy, even if it is only in a small bottle of 100 ml, it will cost at least one million Xia Yuan.

"Ah Che, this is the treasure that your grandfather has hidden in his iron pants for many years. If I hadn't benefited from you and Wanxi today, I wouldn't have been able to drink it, old man."

Zhao Weimin winked at Fang Che, looking like an old naughty boy.

In fact, Zhao Weimin and Fang Tianyang are both in their fifties, but they have been exploring secret places in the wild all year round, which makes them look a little older than their real age, but their bodies are much stronger than ordinary young people.

Listening to Zhao Weimin's words, Fang Che and Zhao Wanxi both smiled awkwardly. It was really difficult for them to accept these words.

A few decades ago, due to economic development issues, many people liked to hide some treasures in their pants when they went out. This is where the term iron pants comes from.

Normally, it would be fine whether it was the old men making fun of themselves, or Fang Che and his generation talking about "remembering the past", but it always felt a little strange to say this in this scene.

Fortunately, Zhao Weimin didn't say anything strange anymore. He just wiped his hands and took off his coat.

Now that the two old men have arrived, dinner will naturally begin.

Lan Ying and Zhao Wanxi were responsible for serving the dishes, while Fang Che and Zhao Qiansun were sitting and chatting with the two old men.

After Zhao Weimin sat down, he couldn't wait to ask Fang Che some things about his training, such as whether he had encountered any difficulties or whether he needed any help.

Fang Che also made it clear what he wanted. For example, he urgently needed the secret treasures of the ground type, insect type, and steel type.

Especially for metal films, the demand for this stuff is really huge.

"As for the metal film, I remember that there are two pieces of perfect quality in the alliance, but it will take some effort to get them off."

Zhao Weimin thought about it for a while. For a boss of his level, it was impossible to hide any secret treasures in the alliance's treasure house from them. So after Fang Che stated his needs, he immediately made a plan to satisfy Fang Che.

How much contribution will be required to meet the needs?

"Two parts of perfect quality metal film, perfect quality silver powder, perfect quality soft sand... Tsk, this will cost you your life."

Fang Tianyang smacked his lips, if he wanted to get these treasures, his contribution might be at an end.

But if you can invest in a championship-level grandson, it will be worth it no matter how much you pay.

"As for the silver powder, old man, I have a copy in my hand. Not long ago, the foreign minister from Southeast Asia came to communicate with us and said that he wanted to hold a king exchange meeting. I refused directly. However, he did not give up and gave two

He gave me a secret treasure of perfect quality, and even guaranteed that as long as the exchange meeting can be held, each of the participating kings and their country will prepare a generous gift. The president and I made a plan and agreed."

Zhao Weimin tapped his hand lightly on his wrist, and a small hexagonal box appeared in his palm.

Fang Tianyang was stunned for a moment, and then his expression turned a little weird, "Why do you, an old boy, push so hard for the King of Heaven Exchange Meeting? You just accepted the gift of love!"

"I will count as a share of this Heavenly King Exchange Meeting, and the silver powder will be given to my grandson!"

Looking at the careless Fang Tianyang, Zhao Weimin only felt a bit of toothache. Although he was planning to give the silver powder to Fang Che, but being interrupted by Fang Tianyang, he always felt that Fang Tianyang helped his grandson win this secret treasure for him.

"As for the metal film, I can still get two copies, but Ah Che, I can't give you these two metal films until you win the U18 Poké Ball Cup National Championship."

Fang Tianyang raised a finger. He had made a rule in his early years that only capable people could use the resources in the family. He had already prepared a metal film for Fang Che before, and he was still helping Fang Che.

Prepare baby tits and iron dumbbells. If there are more, Fang Che will have to show some results.

Although the Fang family is still very small, with only about ten people in total, since the rules have been set, they cannot be broken.

Zhao Weimin glanced at Fang Che with interest. Fang Tianyang's request was not simple. There were quite a lot of new talent emerging every year. It was not an easy task to defeat everyone and win the championship.

Under the gazes of Fang Tianyang and Zhao Weimin, Fang Che nodded confidently, "Don't worry, Grandpa, I have your grandson, the champion of the U18 Poké Ball Cup National Competition, within my grasp. You should think about it, if I challenge the king,

What reward are you going to give me?"

"Hey, are you so confident?"

Zhao Weimin was surprised. He had known Fang Che before, so he knew that Fang Che could not be talking empty words. Does this mean that Fang Che had enough confidence to fight against the non-main elves of the King of Heaven?

"After dinner, why don't you and I play some fun with the old man to help you digest your food?"

Thinking of this, Zhao Weimin felt a little itchy.

Although he has several grandchildren, his favorite is Zhao Wanxi, his granddaughter. It is a pity that Zhao Wanxi failed to inherit the training talents of him and Zhao Qiansun, otherwise he would definitely support Zhao Wanxi in winning this championship.

Winner of the 2018 U18 Poké Ball Cup.

Now that he saw Fang Che looking so confident, he had to give his future grandson-in-law a try.

Before Zhao Qiansun on the side could say anything, Fang Che responded immediately.

"It's bad."

Zhao Qiansun looked a little depressed. He was not worried that Fang Che would be hit by his old man, but he was worried that his old man would overturn!

Although Zhao Weimin is a king-level trainer and has a champion-level elf in his hands, it does not mean that he will not overturn.

Against a junior who is a grandson, Zhao Weimin will definitely take down elves that have not been trained very much or have just been conquered. The strength of these elves is only at the gym level at best.

Zhao Qiansun could already predict what would happen if a fire-type gym-level elf encountered a water-type Suicune messenger, the Swamp Monster.

Once Zhao Weimin suffered a loss, he would not be able to target Fang Che. He would definitely be the unlucky one in the end!

After Lan Ying and Zhao Wanxi also came to the table, the atmosphere became more lively. Zhao Weimin and Fang Tianyang also started to fight for wine. Of course, they were playing ordinary wine. Wanguo wine is not suitable for fighting on this occasion. That's called

Ruining nature.

After dinner, Zhao Weimin dragged Fang Che to the battlefield in the courtyard with a hint of drunkenness. He threw a fiery red elf ball without hesitation, and then released a huge mountain boar elf.

King Yanwu!

"This is King Yanwu that Old Man Zhao obtained a few years ago. I didn't expect that he had already trained him to the gym level."

Fang Tianyang was a little surprised. This Yanwu King was definitely no more than five years old, and it had already reached the gym level. It seemed that Zhao Weimin had been working hard on Yanwu King.

"Ah Che, come and fight with my King Yanwu."

Zhao Weimin showed a proud smile. Whoever could become the champion of the Heavenly King was not a genius trainer. As long as Fang Che could hurt King Yanwu, he would be recognized by Zhao Weimin.

Looking at the mighty King Yanwu, Fang Che and Zhao Wanxi looked at each other. The old man was probably frightened.

Fang Che took out the elf ball from his waist and directly summoned the giant swamp monster.

"Ban!"

Seeing the giant swamp monster that was even bigger than King Yanwu, Zhao Weimin immediately sobered up from his slight drunkenness.

No, how come this giant swamp monster is stronger than King Yanwu?
To be continued...