bookbashuk Chapter 131 Ignite Your Dreams!
Chapter 131 Ignite Your Dreams!
Chapter 131 Ignite Your Dreams!
An ancient book says, "The twilight is infinitely beautiful, but alas, it is not infinite."
Especially without a healer's support, it will automatically leave the battlefield in just nine seconds.
So, after Wei Xin took a detour of three or five streets to avoid Rotom's aerial shot behind him, night fell, and Wei Xin drove with Cynthia on the roads outside Shanghai, with Chunming Mountain in sight.
Yes, the elevation of that area is entirely supported by urban buildings. Looking across the entire map, the highest mountain is only 103 meters high in Shanghai.
There are real mountains in this world, and they are naturally formed, not man-made artificial mountains.
When Wei Xin first spotted it on the map, he was stunned.
But when you think about how some Pokémon can just throw out a move and flatten a mountain, and how Toxapex can drag a continent for five rounds, a mere small mountain isn't anything special.
The only regret is that the land area of Donghuang did not increase by a zero as a result.
A violent wind rushed towards me, accompanied by larger pebbles that, due to their relative speed, hit my helmet with a ping-pong sound.
Wei Xin looked up and saw construction vehicles working ahead: "Rotom, are they doing roadwork up ahead?"
Rotom: "It's just a simple stop, my lord can just charge through."
Wei Xin asked Cynthia behind him, "Is Rotom, the empty racket behind us, still chasing us?"
Cynthia turned her head and glanced behind her. A dark mass of Rotoms with flashing lights were chasing them from the city to the outskirts, relentlessly pursuing them. Fortunately, Milton's speed was so great that all they could take pictures of were blurry afterimages.
"We're still here, but we've already left the city and can start accelerating," Cynthia said. As someone who had ridden Garchomp and Togekiss around Mt. Coronet, the mere number ninety on the dial didn't excite her at all.
But she could sense that the giant iron snake beneath her hadn't used its full strength yet, so she hoped for something even more exciting to happen.
"Roger that!" Wei Xin gripped Millerton's handle tightly. "If we escape successfully tonight, your sandwich for dinner will be doubled when we get back!"
So, the Milton beneath him no longer concealed itself, the engine vibrated violently, and amidst the roar, there was Milton's excited roar and the music that had been awakened.
For sandwiches.
Outside Chunming Mountain, on the already deserted mountain roads, construction vehicles were already parked on the roadside with their lights on. Overtime workers were standing on the road carrying warning cones and yellow and black crash barriers, pretending to be preparing for construction.
Passing vehicles had no choice but to detour.
But another person, riding a giant rock snake, brazenly headed up the mountain.
Then, a man in a suit riding a Metagross came down the mountain road, walked over to the workers, offered each of them a cigarette, and said with a fawning smile, "Thank you all for your help."
Last night, someone inexplicably joined the group. As soon as they entered, they launched into a tirade of extreme insults at everyone. To be honest, they were already used to this kind of thing.
The riding community is chaotic to begin with, and it's normal for one or two people to be a little dim-witted. If all else fails, just ban them, unban them, and then have them meet offline. In the end, everyone can still become friends in a friendly and harmonious way.
As it turned out, this guy had nothing better to do, and before leaving, he even issued a challenge. Coincidentally, their boss was also a riding enthusiast. With nothing better to do and itching to try, he figured that if the other party wanted to humiliate the riding community, they would retaliate. So, he naturally accepted the challenge.
To this end, they even invited everyone they knew, planning to hold an off-road race on this mountain road to beat this so-called Tianguan Mountain racing god to his knees and humiliate him to the extreme.
In the distance, on the dark mountains, streetlights lit up, interspersed with dazzling neon lights, illuminating the winding mountain road.
A group of riding Pokémon stood side by side, from Arcanine to Rapidash, Haunter to Snorlax, Golem to Glalie.
A dozen or so Pokémon stood with their respective trainers, ready to go.
However, their goal was not to win in the amateur competition; they were just hired shills, like the physical education teacher who competes against the principal at the school sports meet.
The real purpose was simply to make the other side, the sunglasses-wearing Boss Wang, have fun, put on a show, and provide protection.
That's a big spender. Not to mention that the other party is indeed very famous in the riding circle. He rides a Ferghana horse that can accelerate to 200 kilometers per hour in ten steps. No normal person can beat him. Even if he is really good, who would dare to beat him?
He waited from noon until sunset, and from sunset until moonrise. The songs on the nearby platform had played several times, and his horse had eaten several bowls of fruit from his own horse tree. Finally, the boss was getting impatient and picked up the walkie-talkie: "Little Li, has that Tianguan Mountain racing god arrived yet?"
If the opponent doesn't come, wouldn't all the pomp and circumstance you put on be meaningless?
Before he came, he had specifically looked up military strategy and knew that in a battle between two armies, morale was the first thing to be tested. He planned to dampen the opponent's spirit before the competition.
The assistant's obsequious voice came through the walkie-talkie: "Boss, it's already dawn. I bet the 'King of Guanshan' knew you were on the mountain that day and didn't dare come over—."
"Wow!"
Before the assistant could slap the fiery horse's rump, a shrill whistle came through the walkie-talkie, followed by the sound of an engine approaching like a storm.
Boss Wang put down the walkie-talkie and saw in the distance, as if trying to pierce the night, flashes of light rose and fell, and a whole team of Rotom drones were shooting.
"Boss, the Tianguan Mountain racing legend is here."
"I saw it." Boss Wang's eyes widened in surprise.
He thought that by bringing dozens of people and hiring a DJ to set up a stage, he had put on a grand show, but he didn't expect that the other side would actually bring a bunch of empty-shot Rotoms.
What are they planning to do? Could it be that they're so confident of victory that they intend to record their heroic performance on the field and send it to the entire city for everyone to enjoy?
This idea is brilliant! Why didn't he think of it?
Compared to him, what is my grand display? Am I just a sucker for him?
Boss Wang sighed. He had been a dominant force in the online gaming industry for decades, but he never expected to be outdone today. When it came to showing off, he was willing to call the other side the strongest.
Then, an assistant's exclamation came through the walkie-talkie: "It's Motor Lizard! He's riding a Motor Lizard up the mountain, and there's a woman on it! He's not slowing down; he's trying to run away!"
"Holy shit!"
It is common sense that riding competitions cannot carry extra passengers, as this would affect speed and handling.
The other side was not only carrying people, but also a woman. How is this any different from saying "I'll give you a leg" before a track and field competition, and then taking off your prosthetic leg in front of everyone and throwing it in your opponent's face?
If the opponent isn't truly powerful, then they're just plain stupid!
"Boss, he doesn't respect you at all."
"I know!" Without saying a word, Boss Wang threw down the walkie-talkie and mounted his fiery horse.
Since things have come to this, we have no choice but to give it our all; whoever loses is a fool!
Seeing the boss mount his warhorse, the others also gripped the reins tightly.
With a flare, a storm swept in from behind, and countless Pokémon roared as they crouched low and charged toward the mountain path.
Boss Wang's fiery horse took the lead, charging forward. Then, he heard the sound of a storm approaching his ear. Turning his head, he saw a helmeted man riding a purple motorcycle lizard and wearing a beige trench coat, passing over the heads of the other contestants who had not yet started, and riding alongside him.
Music could be heard coming from the purple modified motorcycle lizard.
"I want to ignite my dream!"
Holy crap, it even has background music!