Mewtwo Vs Mew

"Ah?"

Feeling the sudden outburst of psychic power fluctuations on Second Generation Mewtwo's body, Instructor Ai's expression was slightly surprised.

He was also a psychic, and although his psychic attainments weren't that deep, he still had no problem sensing what Second Generation Mewtwo's strength was roughly at.

This guy was very powerful.

However, strong after strong, at the beginning, Second Generation Mewtwo was obviously not this strong.

Now it was a power that had erupted beyond its limits.

"What's the situation?"

Aisha frowned.

This one felt like a cultivator suddenly breaking through his bottleneck and getting a boost in strength.

"Hmph~"

Second Generation Mewtwo, on the other hand, snorted coldly with a proud look on its face.

Obviously, it was very satisfied with this reaction from Aisha.

Now, its body was also wrapped in psychic power that had condensed into substance, and this psychic power went straight up into the sky, once again stirring up the weather above New Island.

The storm was brewing above the heads of the crowd.

It raised its hand, and energy filled with destructive aura condensed between its gray palms.

A Shadow Ball spinning at high speed emerged, pointing straight at Aisha.

"Kind of interesting."

Seeing Second Generation Mewtwo's movements, Aisha didn't want to think about all that nonsense and immediately assumed a fighting stance.

He was ready to summon Chien-Pao to start a movie with Second Generation Mewtwo at any time.

Giving the First Generation's Psychic-type First-level Legendary Pokémon a little bit of a little Dark-type Pokémon Shock.

"Ah!"

Sayo covered her small mouth in surprise in the back.

Apparently, this dancer from Ecruteak Dance Theater did not expect that Aisha's chatting with Second Generation Mewtwo had made the latter anxious.

How could this guy who claimed to be the strongest Pokémon trainer in history have such a poor resistance to stress?

"Watch out!"

The other passerby trainer who had been playing background character the entire time couldn't help but raise his voice in warning.

It was too dangerous for a Pokémon to launch an attack directly at a trainer or something.

He also didn't expect that Second Generation Mewtwo, who had originally planned to compare trainer qualities with them, would directly choose to strike at the drop of a hat.

The quality was too poor!

"..."

Unlike these two people who didn't understand Instructor Ai, Green, Looker and Ash chose to remain silent.

Green and Looker were the ones who had seen the image of Aisha opening the sea with a single sword, and knew that this teenager who seemed to have no hands was actually a monster without compromise.

If he and Second Generation Mewtwo really fought, it was really hard to say who would win and who would lose.

Ash...

He just simply didn't think Pokémon's attacks were that strong.

After all, this kid is also the same tough guy who gets electrotherapy from Pikachu's Thunderbolt all day long and eagerly wrestles Riolu.

While Second Generation Mewtwo's Shadow Ball might be a fear-avoiding catalyst for others, it's not much of a deterrent for Ash.

If Instructor Ai hadn't been there, he might have been the one to take the Shadow Ball hard right now...

"I'll show you how powerful I am now!"

Second Generation Mewtwo sneered and launched a Shadow Ball.

This Shadow Ball rapidly expanded in mid-air, expanding to the size of a person, and was very shocking, as if it had the power to blow up an island with one blow.

Aisha also laughed and raised his hand, the speed of this Shadow Ball could not exceed his reaction speed, and it was only a matter of waving his hand if he wanted to intercept it.

However...

"Mew~"

A soft, cuddly cry reached the ears of the crowd, and pink light fell from the sky.

A pink soap bubble got in the way of Instructor Ai, catching the Shadow Ball fired by Second Generation Mewtwo.

The soap bubble was deformed by the Shadow Ball, though it showed no signs of breaking.

It then returned Second Generation Mewtwo's Shadow Ball the way it came.

"What?"

Second Generation Mewtwo's eyes glared as surging psychic energy was released in one breath, forming an interception net.

However, the rebounded Shadow Ball was clearly spiked.

It broke through Second Generation Mewtwo's interception net, smashed into its body, and exploded with a bang.

"Cough... who is it?"

With a wave of his hand, the wretched Second Generation Mewtwo tore through the smoke of the explosion and looked above the arena.

There, a pink kitten was smiling mischievously, happily hugging its long tail.

"So cute!"

Sayo was the first to cup her face and let out a compliment about Mew's face.

Ash was similar.

Green, on the other hand, frowned and pronounced the Pokémon's name, saying, "Mew?"

"Mew?"

Looker was startled.

"You mean that legendary Mythical Pokémon, Mew?"

"Yes, it is also the blueprint of Mewtwo, and it was by getting Mew's genes that those ambitious people created Mewtwo."

"A Pokémon made with the gene of the Mythical Pokémon, could those guys be trying to create a god..."

Looker's expression was very ugly.

He was a bit flustered.

Originally, he thought that this trip was just to make a scene and participate in the rich merchants' game.

As a result, he didn't expect it to involve such a series of big events.

Second Generation Mewtwo, where there is a second generation, there must be a first generation, as well as Mew, and the organization behind the creation of two generations of Mewtwo...

"Tsk."

Looker felt like his head was going to explode.

Was this level of gaming really something that a small Interpol officer like himself could meddle in?

"Mew..."

Gazing up at the smiling little guy in the sky, Second Generation Mewtwo's expression was very ugly.

In regards to the parents that it defined itself above biology, Second Generation Mewtwo's attitude had a very different contrast.

It admired Aisha, looked up to Aisha, and fervently hoped to gain Aisha's approval.

At the same time, it loathes and resents Mew, and is determined to defeat Mew and prove that it is not a copy of Mew.

Second Generation Mewtwo believes itself to be an existence beyond Mew!

"Hmph!"

It then coldly grunted at Mew and said, "Finally, I'm here, I thought you came but didn't dare to show your face, or simply didn't dare to come!"

"Mew..."

Mew cocked its head with a puzzled expression, as if it couldn't understand Second Generation Mewtwo's words.

However, its heart was something else entirely...

"Mew~"

Mew laughed out.

Kid, who are you talking to?

Your mom will always be your mom, don't think that just because you inherited a little bit of talent for physical combat from that kid's side, you can reverse the sky.

If you really want to fight me in this wave, mom won't scare you at all.

How about it's only good that you really want to fight, because...

I've been looking at your replica for a long time too!

"Mew~"

Mew grinned and spun around.

An Aura Sphere, however, quickly took shape and launched itself at Second Generation Mewtwo's head without hesitation.

Little one, let mommy teach you what real combat is.

Your so-called fighting and power is completely at the level of a house!

"Asshole!"

Second Generation Mewtwo coalesced an Aura Sphere as well.

The two Aura Sphere collided and exploded above the sky, creating a violent storm.

"Mew~"

Mew was still smiling brightly after the exploding flames.

Just this?

A replica is really a replica, even the moves would only use the same ones as the real thing, there's no heart at all.

"Bastard, I'm not a replica, I'm Mewtwo!"

The stupid-mouthed Second Generation Mewtwo was infuriated by Mew's barrage of taunts.

In order to prove that it wasn't completely only Mew's power, it instantly unleashed its terrifying psychic power, and a brilliant beam of light was released.

This was Mewtwo's exclusive move, Psystrike.

"Mew?"

In response, Mew cocked its head.

If you're not a replica of me, then you're also a replica of First Generation Mewtwo, who in turn is a replica of me.

You're a replica holding a replica's exclusive moves and saying that you're not a replica, and then you have the nerve to bump into someone else who's a proper original?

Cut the jokes!

"Mew!"

Mew's expression immediately went ice-cold.

Inexplicably being made a replica twice in a row, and the second replica was inexplicably hostile towards itself...

A man of clay still had three points of fire, let alone Mew who was a Mythicall Pokémon.

Psychic!

The surging psychic power came roaring in like a tsunami, and everyone on the ground except Aisha felt a breathless sense of oppression.

This psychic power even distorted space and easily twisted Second Generation Mewtwo's Psystrike.

"Green!"

Aisha twisted his head and called out to Green, who was looking dumbfounded, saying, "This side is dangerous, you guys hurry up!"

"Looker, the safety of this kid and the others, please!"

Aisha pushed Ash to Looker's side, and then, instructed the reliable adult man to make sure to take care of him with Sayo, the Roadrunner trainer next to him.

"It's my duty."

Looker nodded, before, pulling Ash, and greeting the other two as they ran outside.

Green glanced at Aisha with worried eyes, and after leaving a "Be safe, Instructor Ai", she also immediately followed Looker's pace.

They knew that this battlefield was no longer suitable for them to stay.

"Hmm..."

After seeing several people leave the hall, Aisha also looked again at Mew and Second Generation Mewtwo in the sky.

These two Pokémon were staring at each other, releasing psychic energy that was eroding each other.

This was sort of a classic demonstration tactic for Psychic-type Pokémon - competing in psychic power.

Suddenly, Second Generation Mewtwo raised its hand without warning and launched a Shadow Ball.

Mew dodged the attack as if it had expected it.

The Shadow Ball blew up the storm that was brewing in the sky above New Island, and the dark clouds in a few miles were blown away in a single breath, and the moonlight finally spread down.

Today was a full moon, and the moonlight was bright and white.

However, underneath this bright moonlight, there was a big scene of a mother's love for her son.

"Mew~"

'Your psychic power is still almost there.'

Mew held up two fingers in a "not even close" gesture.

The mocking power was drawn full.

"..."

Second Generation Mewtwo stared at it without saying anything.

It was an irritable character itself, and the destructive factor complemented the anger, which in turn calmed Second Generation Mewtwo down and filled his head with the instinct to fight.

"Hmph."

It suddenly sidestepped, and a Shadow Ball soared out from its back.

Second Generation Mewtwo turned around and realized that Mew's main body was there grinning towards it, and the Mew that had made a taunt in front of it was just a Substitute.

"What a despicable fellow... well!"

Before it finished speaking, the Shadow Ball that Second Generation Mewtwo had dodged hit its back.

It wasn't a Shadow Ball, it was an Aura Sphere that Mew had disguised with its Substitute.

"Mew~"

'Kid, you're still too young.'

"..."

Looking at Mew's joyful appearance, Second Generation Mewtwo finally couldn't hold back.

Its psychic power swept across the field in one breath, instantly identifying the proper body from between a few of Mew's Substitutes.

Second Generation Mewtwo used Teleport to flash to Mew's face, and the Focus Punch swung out with a single blow.

"Mew~"

Mew repeated its trick of releasing a pink soap bubble wrapped around its body.

Second Generation Mewtwo's fist landed, and the soap bubble was instantly knocked out of his way like a volleyball, crashing through the walls of the arena and smashing into the ocean off the island.

It attempted to give chase, however, a familiar scent appeared behind it.

Without hesitation, Second Generation Mewtwo used Iron Tail, and the tail covered in the color of steel smashed on top of Mew's Aura Sphere.

The exploding flames were pressed back by psychic power, and then, Mew pressed the exploding Aura Sphere into Second Generation Mewtwo's chest.

By the way, it also added a Shadow Ball.

"Oof!"

The double explosion lifted Second Generation Mewtwo off the ground in one breath.

After Second Generation Mewtwo struggled to stabilize itself, it looked blankly at its palm.

It felt that the party had heaved itself quite a bit during the battle... It should be Mew's psychic power at work.

"Mew~"

'I know you inherited that child's physical power, so, you think I won't guard against your physical attacks?'

Mew's teasing voice came through, words filled with malice.

"Mew~"

'Your psychic power is simply no match for mine, if I wanted to, you would have trouble even moving a finger!'

With those words, the heavy psychic power distorted gravity, and an invisible mountain pressed down on Second Generation Mewtwo's body.

It landed from the air in a flash, half-kneeling on the ground, gritting its teeth but only desperately able to raise its head, gazing at the Mew in the sky.

"Damn..."

Its body trembled.

Instead of binding it, Mew's psychic power simply gave it a share of gravity.

"Crack!"

Beneath Second Generation Mewtwo's body, the thick ground cracked open with thin, long cracks that looked like spider webs.

These deep cracks spread all the way to more than ten meters away, and the sound of "clicking" was not sure if it was the sound of the ground cracking or its bones wailing.

"Mew~"

'I'll still be able to forgive your provocation if you bow your head, Replica~'

"Indeed, I'm not as good as you in terms of psychic strength, but..."

Beads of sweat trickled over Second Generation Mewtwo's eyes and ran down its eyes.

Its voice was hoarse, yet it was filled with certain intense emotions like a giant dragon that had been poked at its reverse scales.

It was as if a huge mountain was pressing down on its body, however, it managed to hold itself together and stood up, clenching its fists.

Second Generation Mewtwo's bones creaked, and the flames burning in its fists sizzled to the extreme.

"You have underestimated, this brute strength, haven't you?"