As for learning Rock Slide? Gotta give Butterfree some credit!
Battle… chef's kiss!
New tech, new poses unlocked! Review old, master new!
Next time, keep pelting rocks at 'em!
Rock Slide: Hurl stones to restrict movement, lower Speed.
Still no Fire special moves?
No biggie.
It's Blaziken now, baby!
Got Blaziken—Fire's coming, right?
Patting Blaziken's sky-high crest feathers, Jiang Feng felt a spark of hype.
In the player tunnel:
"Tiger Bro, I flopped."
Zicai sulked, ashamed of wasting Fat Tiger's hard-earned Razor Claw. She thought she could mimic Tiger's final evo crush on Combusken.
Wrong.
Big bro stays big bro.
She couldn't copy.
Damn dirty play—evolving mid-fight!
Zicai regretted her taunts. Without Blaziken's evo, she had that win!
Fat Tiger shook his head: "No sweat, I'll handle it."
Jiang Feng's glow-up? Expected. Tiger was pumped—a worthy rival! Plus, props to Mali's eye for hidden gems.
"No need to mope. They say failure's success's mom."
"No storm, no rainbow."
Zicai awed. Tiger Bro, cultured king!
"You know why I'm so goated despite nine years of school?"
"Why?"
"'Cause I went to kindergarten."
Kindergarten?
Staring at Fat Tiger's lonely-at-the-top flexing back, Zicai's brain blue-screened.
Kindergarten bus = GOAT status?
Tiger Bro, unmatched drip!
Any kindergarten buses left?
Emotionless divider line
Sunset glow.
Day one's matches wrapped, students buzzing.
"Field 10, saw Blaziken evolve—smashed Overqwil!"
"Pfft, Blaziken's meh—can't fly!"
"Xiao Jing's Poliwrath is nuts! One-punched a crybaby! Saw it wreck the foe!"
"Power's nothing if you miss. Saw a fatty's Sableye backstab Miltank's ass!"
"Freakin' pervy—won't spare a Miltank!"
"Chill, tomorrow's top-four seeds drop—that's the show. These randos? Trash."
"Spikemuth's Shield Fat Tiger, Flower Mali, and First Hottie—me—hit the stage! Hyped!"
"Bold words—you're Spikemuth's First Shrimp-Dick at best!"
"You—slandering me?! Duel time!"
"Real men measure stream range!"
"Bet! I stream ten yards upwind—bring it!"
"I spray your face downwind—not impressed!"
"I wet my shoes with the breeze—recruit me!"
A manly pride showdown brewed!
Jiang Feng overheard, sweating.
I'm too normal to vibe with these freaks.
All talents—hot, witty, ding-dong pros.
Sadly, I'm shoe-less and ding-dumb!
Sad, shroom vibes.
With time to spare:
Fed Blaziken 20 roast hooves—it burped, patted its belly, and chose the Poké Ball for a nap.
Big oof.
Post-evo, appetite's skyrocketing.
Can't afford this!
Lost in thought, Jiang Feng hit Spikemuth Gym's entrance.
Bumped into Kaoru, beaming with pride, fresh from a Gym challenge, cheerleader squad in tow.
Spotting Jiang Feng, she flashed her Gym Badge, flexing:
"Dark Badge, EZ clap!"
"You just snagged it while I was gone!" Jiang Feng snarked, secretly shocked.
She's leveled up this half-month.
Got that yoga Bellsprout?
"Perfect timing—let's battle! You beat me last time, now I'm taking it back!" Last loss stung—first kiss gone, seen naked.
Big debt! Now stronger, she'd pound Jiang Feng!
Jiang Feng spun a Poké Ball: "Bring it—who's scared? Wanna raise stakes?"
"Dare ya?"
Betting—classic heroine trap!
I, Jiang Feng, master it!
"No fear—I'll strip you broke!"
Kaoru, cocky after her Dark Badge, trusted Bellsprout to stomp!
One-on-one, Blaziken's toast!
"Strip me? I'm down."
Blaziken's evolved, power spiked—Jiang Feng wasn't fazed!
He's got cards!
Advantage: mine!
"You say win's a flower, lose's a wilted weed?"
"Then loser's my maid—wash my socks for a month!"
Maid, washing socks?
Cheerleaders swarmed.
Our flower girl washing your socks? Dream on!
Kaoru's face twitched.
But she was sure she'd win!
"Socks it is—let's go!"
"Go, Bellsprout!"
Yup, in days, Kaoru tamed that kung-fu Bellsprout from the anime!
Legendary Peashooter!
300 base stats, but stomps Pikachu, kicks Bulbasaur—yoga master!
Downside: No evo, low ceiling. Evolved, loses nimble.
Still, early-game beast!
Others might fall for its dopey look, but Jiang Feng knew its deal—hyper alert.
Brain racing for counters to this yoga guru.
Worst case, cheat mode ready!
"Go, Blaziken!"
"Evolved?!"
Kaoru gasped, then chilled. So what? Bellsprout slays champs!
That's it?
Blaziken tilted its head, eyeing the bean sprout, flashing claws smugly.
Post-evo, it loved its biceps, confidence maxed! A sprout? Pfft.
"Blaziken, don't sleep—Bellsprout's dodge is nuts!"
Nuts?
Check these Kirin Arms—one claw ends this sprout!
Blaziken swung!
Bellsprout sidestepped, tripped—Blaziken's long legs faceplanted!
I was careless—no dodge!
Blaziken, pissed, tried again!
Bellsprout dodged, tripped again!
Blaziken missed, covered in dirt—no more Kun vibes!
Lucky, Bellsprout's Attack's meh—Blaziken still in!
"Haha, Bellsprout, keep it up—crush it! Slam!"
Kaoru, vibing, barked orders!
"Blaziken, Rock Slide!"
Calmer, Blaziken yeeted rocks to slow and lock Bellsprout!
"No use! Bellsprout, Focus Energy—dodge all!"
With a slender flex, it weaved through!
Jiang Feng's eyes narrowed. Kaoru's ace Peashooter—sound-based dodge!
Rock Slide? Useless—no speed lock!
"Guji…!"
Bellsprout stood calm, martial arts master aura!
"Okah…?"
Blaziken blanked, claws waving.
Trans: What's this sprout? This tough?
It's cheating!
It's on—dog Trainer, you not hacking?
Bellsprout's dodge maxed—normal hits whiff. Tricky.
Even cheating, maxing moves to Perfect?
Still might miss!
This fight needs brains!
Cheerleaders, hip-swaying, chanted louder:
"Bellsprout, GO! GO! Kaoru's the champ!"
"Surrender, scrub—wash my socks! I'll torture you!"
Kaoru whipped out a leather whip, cracking it snap-snap.
She'd planned how to roast Jiang Feng.
Whip, wax, or collar?
You took my first—now suffer, jerk!
Jiang Feng wiped sweat, picturing Muk's Minimize, then—lightbulb!
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