Chapter 948

Su Hao had always kept the principle of "grasping too much leads to nothing" in mind.

The elevation of his vision and level made Su Hao focus more on the long-term future of his Pokémon. Compared to low-level combat power, what he needed was combat power capable of shaking off Elite Four, Champions, and even Masters and Legends in the future.

Blindly instilling information was of no benefit to Zeraora, even if it had superior comprehension as a Mythical Pokémon.

Only after it perfectly digested the characteristics of the moves it had mastered would Su Hao consider teaching it advanced moves.

Steady progress and building up strength had always been Su Hao's training policy.

The results were also significant; the fact that the Pokémon in his team were all outstanding was solid proof and fact.

Under his near-unlimited supply of resources, Zeraora's level soared like a rocket, showing the uniqueness of a Mythical Pokémon.

Zeraora seemed to think it was still the size it was when it was born, pouncing into Su Hao's arms. The inertia forced Su Hao, who was sitting casually on the ground, to tense his muscles to dissipate the force.

If it were an ordinary Trainer, they would likely have been knocked over by this "tackle," but fortunately, Su Hao had excellent physical fitness, allowing him to accept this level of "play" from Zeraora.

"Su Hao, let's play a game!" Zeraora rubbed its furry head against Su Hao's clothes like it was acting spoiled, as if wanting to leave its scent on him.

After all, every time Su Hao came over, the scent it left behind would disappear. It wasn't covered by other scents, but rather as if it had never existed in the first place, completely vanishing.

Su Hao looked at the big cat acting like a child. After Zeraora's weight disappeared, he stood up, patted the non-existent dust off his butt, and gave a helpless smile: "Alright."

Zeraora nodded heavily, its lithe body

jumping backward nimbly a few steps. Its round, light-blue pupils contracted into a straight, thin line, its gaze locked directly onto Su Hao.

The ponytail between its shoulder blades also began to sway slightly.

In that instant, Su Hao suddenly felt a sense of horror, as if he had been locked onto by a top predator.

"No matter what, it's still a wild kitten right now." Su Hao moved his shoulders slightly, shaking off the discomfort caused by his body's protective mechanism triggering, and laughed and scolded.

He remembered that Zeraora's prototype might have come from a sighting of a large feline "Phantom Cat" on Maui, Hawaii, but the investigation had made no progress.

Perhaps it was because of this mysterious background that Zeraora was classified as a Mythical Pokémon.

Zeraora crouched down and let out two low growls. Its fur began to stand on end as its breathing gradually slowed. Electric ions in the air were collected and turned into wisps of current that swam through it, just like a cat with its fur standing on end.

Zeraora, already in a combat state, suddenly let out a loud roar, and black energy fluctuations spread toward Su Hao like a tide.

Move: "Snarl"!

Su Hao's expression remained unchanged. His vast Aura, like the ocean, quickly wrapped around his entire body, easily offsetting the Snarl attack and even having the momentum to spread outward.

The attack hadn't been effective, but Zeraora was not discouraged. With a few leaps, it quickly approached Su Hao, and the sharp claws retracted in its right palm swung toward Su Hao's face without mercy.

It looked like a spectacular "unfilial son" drama, but in reality, Zeraora understood that whether it held back or not made no difference to Su Hao.

So naturally, it was most comfortable to fight all out.

Su Hao caught Zeraora's descending right claw with one hand and said leisurely: "If it's just this level, it's no different from last night, you know?"

"Zera..."

Zeraora lowered its voice as if answering Su Hao.

It certainly knew that if things continued like this, it would be pushed away by the Aura Sphere Su Hao released, just like last night, and then crushed.

But during the time Su Hao was away, it had also seriously thought and reviewed... So!

Zeraora's cat pupils completely turned into a straight line, locking onto the Aura energy near Su Hao's wrist that was gradually becoming thin as it began to gather toward his palm.

It had thought and observed for a long time before it determined this small habit that Su Hao himself hadn't even noticed, left over from when he first tried to save energy.

This is it!

Aiming at the weak point of the energy, Zeraora swung its left claw!

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Attached image: Team Rocket.