Metang’s Prestige
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"Combusken!"Combusken responded softly, its body engulfed in fiery flames. Its speed suddenly surged as it dashed towards Swellow, crashing into it in the next second.
Under the effect of the ability [Speed Boost], Combusken's speed surpassed Swellow's, leaving the latter unable to dodge and taking the full brunt of [Flame Charge]!
¡Boom!
Combusken and Swellow collided violently in the air, instantly sending a cloud of black smoke rising, obscuring their figures.
The smoke gradually dissipated, and Swellow fell straight from the sky, hitting the ground, its eyes spinning in a daze.
Combusken's eyes were calm and serene.
Seeing this, the referee raised the flag and shouted, "Swellow is unable to continue, the winner is Bruce!"
In the Supervisor's Office,
Thomas Hardy's eyes gleamed, and he said incredulously, "That strength is close to a Professional level, how did he do it?"
"Even with family assistance, it's difficult to reach this level so quickly, right?"
Speaking of this, Thomas Hardy chuckled softly and said, "In a psychic family of this caliber, there wouldn't be a trainer specializing in fire, would there?"
This wasn't impossible, as there had been cases like this before.
One trainer born into a fire-type family had an unparalleled talent for water-type Pokemon and ended up specializing in water-type Pokemon.
Perhaps Bruce's Combusken breeder was so skilled that Bruce also had exceptional talent in this area.
Many thoughts passed through his mind, but soon Bruce and the short-haired woman withdrew their respective Pokemon. They raised their hands and threw their second Poke Balls.
"Go, Metang!"
"Go, Fletchinder!"
With a flash of red light, a red bird Pokemon spread its black wings and soared into the blue sky with a whistle.
Looking closely, its belly was bluish-gray, its tail black, and its pair of black eyes were sharp and piercing.
[Pokemon: Fletchinder (Fire/Flying)]
Ability: Flame Body
Rank: Gym
Level: Lv22 (Senior)
Fletchinder, commonly known as the bird that plays with fire.
It has a strong sense of territory, a combative personality, and can explode into action in an instant.
"Metang!"
Metang was hovering steadily in the air, held up by its magnetic force, its eyes full of enthusiasm for the battle.
"Ember!"
The short-haired woman took the initiative to attack.
Fletchinder stalled in mid-air, spitting a ball of embers from its beak. The heat intensified, cutting through the air!
"Block it," Bruce said calmly.
"Metang!"
Metang responded with a deep voice and crossed its arms in front of its chest to protect itself.
Boom!
The Ember hit Metang squarely in the middle, exploding on impact with a deafening blast.
But after a moment, Metang uncrossed its arms, and its silvery body gleamed slightly under the sunlight.
"Unscathed…"
Seeing this, the short-haired woman's pupils constricted, and her heart filled with shock.
Metang had been struck twice by fire-type abilities, yet the Ember hit it with no effect. Was this Metang indestructible?
Suppressing her surprise, the short-haired woman bit her lip, her eyes freezing as she barked, "Flame Charge!"
"Go wild!"
Immediately, Fletchinder spread its wings, and black flames engulfed its wings, spreading across its body. The flames erupted into intense fire!
Fletchinder's gaze was like a blazing sun, fixed on Metang in the air.
Suddenly, it charged forward at great speed. Fletchinder's explosive speed was already formidable, but with [Flame Charge], it was on an entirely new level!
Thus, Fletchinder became so fast and threatening that it almost became a red lightning bolt, difficult to catch!
"Psychic!" Bruce's eyes flickered, and he issued the command.
As soon as the words left his mouth, Metang's eyes glowed with dazzling blue light, and two brilliant psychic waves shot forward, attacking Fletchinder with incredible speed.
Boom!
Psychic collided with Fletchinder mid-air, sending waves of air spreading around them.
At the same time, Fletchinder's fierce attack came to a sudden halt. It flapped its black wings and stared at Metang with its sharp eagle-like eyes.
"Acrobatics!" The short-haired woman gave a command, her eyes gleaming.
Fletchinder flapped its wings, spun around, and its beak shone with intense white light as it flew towards Metang and struck with a swift aerial attack!
Metang couldn't dodge in time and suffered pain immediately, but due to its excellent flying endurance, the damage it took was minimal.
"Thunder Punch!"
At the same time, Bruce's calm voice echoed.
"Metang!"
Metang roared furiously, its silvery body exuding an oppressive aura. It swung its electrically-charged fists and landed a direct punch to Fletchinder's chest!
An uppercut!
Boom!
Fletchinder was violently sent flying into the air and then crashed to the ground with a heavy thud!
Clearly, this [Thunder Punch] had a significant effect on Fletchinder, who had been struck with force.
"Can you still get up?"
The short-haired woman raised an eyebrow, looking at Fletchinder lying on the ground.
This wasn't her Pokemon, so she couldn't encourage Fletchinder with genuine affection or a bond of friendship.
Fortunately, Fletchinder staggered to its feet, slowly rising into the air with a Dual Wingbeat.
But the short-haired woman's pupils suddenly contracted, noticing that Fletchinder's body was still surrounded by small electrical currents, causing occasional paralysis.
This was the paralyzing effect of Thunder Punch. Fletchinder was lucky enough to remain in the fight, but it had fallen into the condition of paralysis.
At this point, the short-haired woman knew the battle was over and defeat was inevitable.
Seeing this, Bruce stretched out his arms decisively and shouted, "Confusion to finish it!"
"Metang!"
Metang responded softly and then sent out a weaker Confusion toward Fletchinder.
Fletchinder, now paralyzed and unable to dodge, was struck directly by the Confusion. It staggered, falling to the ground, eyes swirling in dizziness.
"Fletchinder is unable to continue," the referee raised the flag, "therefore, the winner is Bruce."
Thomas Hardy observed the scene, thinking deeply for a long time. After a while, his red lips parted slightly, and he said, "It seems I underestimated him after all."
"Combusken is infinitely close to Professional level, and Metang at such a high level is truly terrifying."
On the battlefield,
Bruce recalled Metang, and the Poke Ball on his waist swayed. A red light shot out, and the expectant Ralts appeared on the field.
"Hi!
I want to fight too!
I want to fight too!"
Bruce couldn't help but laugh and decided to let the little one experience the thrill of battle a little early.
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To be Continued
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