With the boost from Iron Defense, Glastrier's defense greatly increased.
The scene Infernape imagined of defeating the enemy with a single punch did not appear. Instead, it felt like hitting the hardest steel.
His fist throbbed with pain.
Glastrier stuck out his huge tongue in an exaggerated way, curling his lips at the Infernape right in front of him.
'Is that it, is that it, is that it?'
'Take my Stomp!'
"Infernape, quickly dodge!"
Infernape obediently shifted its body backward, dodging Glastrier's Stomp skill at the last possible moment.
If it were someone else, being told "quick dodge" twice in a row by Flint would probably already make them blow up.
But Glastrier was different, he had lived for thousands of years, what kind of people hadn't he seen?
Back in the Colonisation era, Napoleon could even chase after legendary beasts to fight, and did he cry out loud about it?
'More importantly, my speed is just slow, isn't being dodged perfectly normal?'
Freezing snow erupted from Glastrier's body, freezing the arena, already made of extreme cold, to an even more frigid state.
With the boost from Icy Wind, a downward-pointing light ring flashed over Infernape's body, and his speed visibly dropped.
At the same time, a metallic gleam once again flashed across Glastrier's body.
Second Iron Defense.
Flint was already numb.
Although his Infernape was a mixed attacker with both physical and special attack fairly balanced, the problem was that he didn't have enough energy.
Because of its Fighting typing, Flint had always trained Infernape as a physical attacker.
Facing an opponent who could sneak in multiple Iron Defense boosts, Flint just wanted to start swearing.
'Why don't you just stack it to the max before coming up here?'
"Infernape, hit him with a Flamethrower!"
"Wuuuh!"
Infernape heavily nodded. He also knew that in close combat there was absolutely no way to beat this big horse, so he used Quick Attack to quickly create distance.
Flames gathered in his mouth, then burst out rapidly.
A sharp explosive sound appeared in the flames, and the extreme heat turned the nearby snow and ice into puddles of water.
Glastrier blinked, then once again used High Horsepower, charging straight at Infernape without hesitation.
BOOM!
The moment Infernape unleashed Flamethrower, fine cracks instantly appeared on the arena floor.
But that was just the beginning.
With the Blaze ability active, the flames in Infernape's mouth grew more and more violent, quickly covering more than half of the arena.
The sound of sizzling steam rose from Glastrier's body, but he still charged toward Infernape without wavering.
BANG!
With a loud noise, Flint's Infernape was sent flying into the sky without the power to fight back.
Glastrier let out a neigh, the horn on his head flashing with dazzling white light, and charged again toward the spot where Infernape was falling.
Double-Edge!
Under the violent impact, Infernape was knocked into the air again.
A flash of white light, and Infernape vanished midair.
Flint took a deep breath, looking at the still energetic Glastrier, his expression a bit bitter.
"I lost," After a string of battles, Flint had already seen his own problem.
The opponent's move speed was very slow, if he had played cautiously from the start, he could have completely won this battle.
But he was too impatient, his mind influenced by Glastrier from the very beginning.
The moment Glastrier used Icy Wind, the battle was already over.
"Neighhh!"
Glastrier let out a cry, the seriousness in his big eyes disappearing.
His mouth trembled hard, clearly thinking of something funny, as if trying hard to suppress his laughter.
He looked toward Gholdengo by his side, giving him a meaningful glance.
Gholdengo hesitated a bit, sighed, shook his head, then climbed onto Glastrier's back.
Glastrier neighed happily, trotting over to stop in front of Flint, ["Trainer... let out your Infernape and Rapidash for a moment."]
Flint blinked, puzzled as he looked at the big guy who had just defeated him.
'What is this guy up to, could it be he knows how to heal?'
'Doesn't look like it...'
'This guy fought so fiercely, how could he also be a medic?'
'Then maybe he just had fun fighting Infernape and wants to be friends?'
'That is possible.'
Thinking about how this was Blueberry Academy, Flint wasn't too wary, and took out the Pokéballs of Infernape and Rapidash again.
With a flash of light, the two weakened fellows reappeared, looking with some surprise at the Glastrier before them.
Glastrier, thinking of what he was about to do, could no longer hold back his smile, showing his clean white teeth and laughing hard.
Infernape and Rapidash exchanged glances, both twitching at the corners of their mouths.
'Damn it, we just lost to something like this?'
'Even more ridiculous than Flint!'
But the other side's laughter was so hearty, so from the heart, that Infernape and Rapidash felt awkward keeping a straight face.
They could only adjust their expressions and laugh along with Glastrier.
But the next moment, they saw something completely unexpected.
Gholdengo, sitting on Glastrier's back, gently shook a small box and took out two gold coins.
Clink!
The coins fell onto the ground in front of Infernape and Rapidash, and Glastrier's smile instantly disappeared, switching to an extremely arrogant expression.
A telepathic voice appeared in the mind of every person and Pokémon present:
["This is your medical fee from your lord."]
Flint: "???"
Infernape, Rapidash: (•́へ•́╬)!
["Feels good, doesn't it? I'm asking you, feels good or not?"]
Glastrier's voice echoed in Gholdengo's mind, smug to the extreme.
Gholdengo held the small box and fell into thought.
'Although very shameful, it is satisfying.'
'Should I just stick with Glastrier and play like this a few more times?'
'No, no way, absolutely not!'
'Money is for making friends, never for making enemies!'
'Didn't you see those two guys in front with fire in their eyes?'
If Glastrier weren't still standing here, those two would probably have already gone for Gholdengo's throat.
At the side, Duraludon looked up at the sky, his eyes full of helplessness.
'I'm your loyal partner, you know...'
'You expect me to watch over these guys and make sure they don't cause trouble, aren't you overestimating me a little?'
Duraludon sighed, took a healing spray, and quickly ran toward Rapidash and Infernape.
'Today... I have to clean up after the Pokémon again!'
———
Glastrier made a "hate iron for not becoming steel" face, just about to stop Duraludon's actions, when he suddenly felt a familiar, chilling aura from behind.
At some unknown time, a pink figure appeared, floating behind Glastrier and Gholdengo with arms crossed.
Boundless psychic power instantly enveloped the figures of Glastrier and Gyarados.
Dozens of "harmony-themed" cartoons were projected into the air, playing their opening scenes one after another.
["You two... pick one yourselves!"]
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