Do You Think You Can Use Water Against Me? I'm an Electric-Type Pokémon!

The morning mist over Wuzhuang Temple hadn't yet dissipated when Qingfeng, broom in hand, pushed open the temple gate, half a steamed bun dangling from his mouth. "So early in the morning... huh?" The broom clattered to the ground. Outside the gate stood a swarm of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, their blue-faced, fanged yakshas still skewered with fish bones. At the head stood an old man in a golden Dragon Robe, his dragon horns gleaming bluish-gray in the morning light. "The Dragon King of the South Sea?" Qingfeng's throat tightened. He knew exactly why the Dragon King of the South Sea had come here! To find Fang Yu! He was doomed! But the South Sea Dragon King Ao Qin, gripped his jade tablet tightly in his claws, his eyes constantly glancing at the Wuzhuang Temple plaque. Behind him, the shrimp soldiers huddled together, one crab general's pincers trembling. Only Monkey King and a few others didn't know the Daimyo Wuzhuang Temple. On land, in the sea, in the sky—who doesn't know the illustrious name of Great Immortal Zhenyuan, the Ancestor of Earth Immortals immortals? Eating a bite of Tang Sanzang's flesh grants immortality. Tang Sanzang is surrounded by the Curtain-Rolling General, the White Dragon Horse, the Fleet Admiral controls the Milky Way, and even the Great Sage Equal to Heaven to the Heavenly River. With such a lineup, demons choose to seek out Tang Sanzang rather than the Ginseng Fruit Tree laden with immortality fruits. There's only one reason: they can't defeat him. "Little Daoist," the Dragon King of the South Sea's voice was eight octaves lower than usual, tentatively speaking, "Excuse me, may I ask what this is?" Qingfeng suddenly noticed the old Dragon King's boots subtly shuffling backward, sensing something amiss. "Master has gone on a journey," Qingfeng's back straightened unconsciously. "Dragon King, is there something you need?" Ao Qin's apple bobbed, and he suddenly pulled a Carp Spirit close. "A few days ago, a Thunder Method cultivator killed my aquatic creatures! Someone saw it—it was a Daoist from your temple!" His words were fierce but weak, like a complaining wife. "Bullshit!" Mingyue suddenly jumped out from behind the door. "My senior brothers have all gone out with Master, there are only three of us in the temple! Who do you think killed him?!" "It was one of your people who killed him!" The Carp Spirit pulled out a portrait. "Look for yourself!" The person in the portrait was clearly Fang Yu. Qingfeng and Mingyue fell silent. "Old mudfish! You were looking for me?" A lazy voice came from the eaves. Fang Yu was squatting on the roof tile, tossing a half-eaten fruit pit in his hand. "It's you!" The Carp Spirit suddenly became excited. "Your Majesty the Dragon King! He's the one who roasted my uncle!" Ao Qin's dragon claw suddenly pinched the Carp Spirit's gills. "Shut up!" He glanced at the Wuzhuang Temple plaque, his voice growing weaker and weaker, "Um... young friend, could we speak in private?" Fang Yu chuckled. This old Dragon King was as cowardly as a quail at the entrance of Wuzhuang Temple, where was the slightest bit of dragon dignity? "Heh, no need for this show of force. Since you've come to the gates of Wuzhuang Temple, you must want an answer." "Let me tell you, I have nothing to do with Wuzhuang Temple. If you want trouble, go find me! I don't want to be a bully!" A cold glint flashed in the Dragon King of the South Sea's eyes, but it vanished in an instant. "Young friend, don't tease this old dragon." "Heh, you can ask Qingfeng and Mingyue whether it's true or not. I didn't Wuzhuang Temple; I was just passing through and resting here." The Dragon King of the South Sea looked at Qingfeng and Mingyue, noticing their unpleasant expressions, and immediately knew the answer. Before the old Dragon King could speak, Fang Yu said, "Thirty miles ahead, I'll be waiting for you bunch of shrimp soldiers and crab generals!" After saying this, Fang Yu stepped on his right foot and ascended into the sky, leaving the group to stare at each other. The Dragon King felt he had lost face and immediately rode the clouds to chase after him. Fang Yu traveled swiftly for thirty miles on the clouds, landing on a desolate mountain ridge. This place was barren, with jagged rocks, a perfect place for a battle. "You little thief, don't run!" South Sea Dragon King Ao Qin, arrived on a dark cloud, his shrimp soldiers and crab generals arrayed behind him. The Carp Spirit, hiding behind the Dragon Robe, its fish eyes darting around, shrieked, "Your Majesty! He has nothing to do with Wuzhuang Temple! He has no backing!" Ao Qin's dragon whiskers bristled, and the jade tablet in his hand transformed into a water-splitting sword, its blade wreathed in three feet of water vapor. "Little Daoist! The plaque of Wuzhuang Temple won't protect you forever! Today I'll teach you the price of disrespecting the dragon race!" Fang Yu sneered, Golden Flames surging in his Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan: "Old mudfish, your nephew's Carp Spirit devours young boys and girls every month, don't you, as an elder, know that?" The Dragon King paused upon hearing this, his sword strike slowing slightly. Seeing this, the Carp Spirit hurriedly cried out, "Your Majesty, don't listen to his nonsense! My uncle is clearly a legitimate river god, appointed by the Heavenly Court!" "The Heavenly Court, haha!" Fang Yu suddenly erupted! With lightning bolts like snakes in his left hand and flames like blades in his right, the lightning and fire intertwined into a net, aimed straight at the Carp Spirit's face! "How dare you!" Ao Qin's dragon eyes widened, and he slashed the water-splitting sword through the air. In an instant, the world changed color, and a towering wave appeared out of nowhere! The Water Wall, as thick as a city wall, completely swallowed the lightning and fire. Hundreds of water arrows emerged from the waves, their arrowheads gleaming with a ghostly blue poisonous light—the Dragon Clan's secret Ten Thousand Poisons Heart-Piercing Arrow! "Well done!" Fang Yu neither dodged nor evaded, his hands Hand Seal: "Susanoo!" Black and red chakra instantly condensed into a half-skeletal form, its ribs acting as a shield protecting its body. The poisonous arrows struck the skeleton, splashing up wisps of green smoke, but failing to harm the body in the slightest. Ao Qin was shocked. "What kind of Divine Ability is this?" He hurriedly performed a dragon clan Magic Incantation, spitting out his Natal Dragon Pearl. The pearl was the size of a bowl, its interior seemingly containing the churning of the four seas—the Dragon Clan's natal Natal Magic Treasure cultivated for ten thousand years! "The Four Seas Overturning Heaven!" With the Dragon Ball hovering above his head, a hundred-foot-high wave surged around Ao Qin. Within the wave, a phantom of a blue dragon vaguely appeared, baring its fangs and claws as it lunged at Fang Yu. The rocks along its path were instantly reduced to dust upon contact with the spray! Fang Yu was horrified; this move was a replica of the Dragon King's flooding of Chentang Pass! It was far, far more powerful than the Dragon King in the anime. Seeing the Dragon King unleash his Natal Dragon Pearl, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals were greatly encouraged. The crab generals brandished their pincers, their shells clashing with a metallic clang. "Brothers, form ranks! Cheer for His Majesty!" Hundreds of blue shrimp spirits immediately raised their spears, the tips spewing foul-smelling Venom, forming a turquoise net of poison above the wave. When Qingfeng and Mingyue arrived at the cliff edge, they saw the phantom of the blue dragon engulf Fang Yu. Mingyue stamped his feet in frustration. "That old mudfish has even used his trump card!" He grabbed Qingfeng's sleeve, "Quickly, find a way to contact Master!" "How am I supposed to find him!" Qingfeng's voice cracked with anxiety, "Why don't we go get reinforcements! Find someone nearby!" Just as he finished speaking, the Carp Spirit suddenly popped its head out of the waves, its gills opening and closing excitedly: "That kid's skeleton is cracked!" "Crack—" Susanoo's ribs did indeed crack, but the Golden Flames in Fang Yu's eyes burned even brighter. He clasped his hands together and raised them to the Xiang Tian: "Old mudfish, have you ever seen a tsunami during a thunderstorm?" "Boom—!!!" A huge ball of lightning appeared in the sky above the sea! "What, what is this!?" Fang Yu grinned, "Let me tell you, this is called..." "Raigo!"