A powerful dragon-type energy appeared out of thin air, quickly covering the body of the Duraludon.
The steel outer skin on his body turned into a noble purple, and the strong dragon-type aura pressed down on Rapidash.
Rolling dark clouds surged in the sky, making the entire field darken.
The students on the side skillfully picked up their backpacks, released fast-moving elves, and ran toward the distance in a well-trained manner.
Two days in a row of Meteor Swarm sweeping the ground, plus once with Glastrier knocking the arena flying, their evacuation ability now could be called TOP1 among all major academies.
Flint: "???"
'This match was set up just for me, right?'
'Said you wanted me to play an exhibition match, yet as soon as I come you make me the clown?'
'If I had known, I damn well wouldn't have come!'
With Duraludon going all out without reservation, Flint now understood something very clearly.
This Duraludon was at least gym-leader level, and might even have reached the level of around seventy or so.
Plus with the strong boost from Weakness Policy, could Rapidash hold on?
"Rapidash, hang in there!"
Hearing Flint's roar, Rapidash heavily nodded, forcing itself to snap out of the dragon-type intimidation, and without hesitation used High Horsepower on Duraludon again.
The next moment, Duraludon uncontrollably raised its neck, and an extremely terrifying dragon-type light sphere appeared from its mouth, smashing fiercely into the dark clouds in the sky.
The energy in the clouds was drawn by the light sphere, and the dark clouds began to flash.
At first glance, it looked like a beautiful and brilliant starry sky.
BANG!
Duraludon was knocked off the arena by Rapidash's terrifying collision power, and the meteor swarm in the sky also fell down with a roar.
Rapidash forcibly controlled its body, leaping within the raining meteor swarm attacks, trying to hold on as long as possible.
But just as Duraludon was about to land, Rapidash was also struck by a meteor, its body instantly losing balance.
The rest of the meteors all fell solidly, taking away Rapidash's remaining stamina.
The dedicated Carmine poked her head out from under Blissey, holding up the scoreboard in her hand, "First match, draw!"
Duraludon got up from the ground with a plop.
Skillfully spraying itself a few times with a spray, it looked proudly at Dragonair and Gyarados, with no intention of continuing to fight.
'Level 48 drawing with an Elite Four, isn't the general mighty or not?'
Looking at the sunken arena blasted down, and the Rapidash lying on the ground, Flint rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
'My own pokémon, fought to a draw by a Duraludon I have never seen before?'
Although Rapidash wasn't his main force, it was still Elite Four level.
Ever since being defeated by Spiritomb, Flint's long-lost fighting spirit rekindled in his heart.
As one of the Alliance's Elite Four, he knew well the education level of Blueberry Academy.
Although strong, it would definitely not be to this extent excessively.
This change must be inseparable from that man who had just come by.
"A mere pokémon from the Baby Cup could be trained by you to such a degree?", Flint took a deep breath, looking toward the direction of the exchange student dormitory, eyes filled with determination, "I must become your disciple!"
"In order to let you see my true strength, I must defeat this suspected legendary Ice Horse Pokémon."
Flint's body was full of fighting spirit, holding the Pokéball of Infernape, looking at the Glastrier who maintained a lofty posture on the side.
"That big horse, I know you're the strongest pokémon here, let's have a decisive battle."
Glastrier grinned, 'Challenging me?'
'Interesting!'
'If you had fought me from the start, maybe I wouldn't fight back. After all, that would be picking on a trainer and risk getting beaten up by Sister Garde.'
'But now... helping Duraludon get even should be no problem, right?'
The battle intent in its eyes instantly rose to the peak, the dark clouds in the sky were driven away by ice and snow, and the howling gale instantly filled the entire field.
Gyarados and Dragonair's eyes lit up, skillfully biting each other's tails.
Duraludon quickly stretched out both hands, grabbing Gyarados and Dragonair one by one.
'Calm down, this is 1V1.'
'Although having Dragonair as a pendant is fine, Gyarados wouldn't do!'
'If he roared once, what if the opponent got weakened?'
Glastrier neighed, calmly flicking its tail at Dragonair and Gyarados.
'No problem, just watch me!'
Countless ice and snow condensed in midair, forming an ice crystal staircase.
On the ruins of the arena just now, blue light kept flashing, quickly condensing into a complete arena made of ice crystal structure.
'Without Dragonair and Gyarados' support, I, Glastrier, am still the king of swagger!'
Flint: "..."
'It's bad enough you're putting on such an act, but are you serious about making it snow in advance and creating a battlefield suitable for ice-type combat?'
'However...'
Flint glanced at the Pokéball of Infernape in his hand, all distractions instantly driven away.
'So what if it's snowing?'
'With Infernape... besides Cynthia's Garchomp and Spiritomb, my Infernape is invincible!'
"Infernape, come out!"
"Wuuuh!"
With a roar, Infernape's body appeared on the ice arena just built by Glastrier.
Violent fire-type power instantly covered its whole body.
Flint's secret technique, Blaze at full health.
Flames burned on its head, and the ice and snow where it stood began to melt slightly.
The moment Infernape appeared, a strange aura also appeared on Flint's body.
It was a kind of confidence, a confidence that could suppress a region with Infernape.
As long as Infernape was on the field, no matter what Pokémon the opponent had, Flint dared to face it and had the belief to win.
"Big horse, I won't lose to you!"
Glastrier blinked its big eyes, the last trace of amusement in its heart disappearing.
'Idealist-style trainer... it has been a long time since I have seen one.'
'This kind of trainer are good at creating miracles, often bursting out with unbelievable power.'
'Must take this seriously!'
'After finally passing the trainer's test, and enduring Big Brother Mewtwo's animated torment...'
'Can I still be defeated by you?'
A thick earthy-yellow power suddenly appeared on Glastrier's body, using High Horsepower against Infernape.
Flint narrowed his eyes, "Avoid his attack, then attack him with Fire Punch!"
Infernape nodded, without hesitation leaning its body to the side.
Its eyes burned as it looked at Glastrier, flames gathering in its hand.
The Blaze ability was fully triggered without reservation, all fire-type skills Infernape used would be strengthened.
It planned to strike the instant the opponent charged in, to knock the opponent off the arena.
But just as Glastrier approached, Infernape was instantly dumbfounded.
It saw a metallic sheen flash across Glastrier's body, while two upward light rings lit up.
'What the hell...'
'I know fire beating ice is unfair, but you can't just cheat, right?'
'Who exactly is the Idealist Style here!'
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