Chapter 126: Reversal in Just an Instant

Chapter 126: Reversal in Just an Instant

Being simultaneously surrounded by multiple Honchkrows, a normal trainer at this moment would likely panic for a bit.

Don't underestimate the clones created by the "Double Team" skill; although they are fragile and break upon a single touch, when it truly comes to close-quarters combat, these clones constantly darting left and right before one's eyes make it genuinely not so easy to remain completely undisturbed.

This set of tactics was something the youth played with considerable skill.

No wonder his previous opponent, upon seeing himself forced into a corner, immediately had Pikachu flee without the slightest hesitation.

However, at this moment, Arthur, compared to the youth's previous opponent, was far calmer and more composed.

He didn't panic. Instead, he advanced rather than retreated.

"Proactively meet them head-on!"

His command momentarily stunned the youth opposite him.

What's the meaning of this?

Does he really want to fight me in close combat?

In that case, I won't be polite!

"Wing Attack!"

In that instant, all the Honchkrows on the field uniformly executed a flapping wing slash, intending to make it impossible for the opponent to distinguish between the main body and the clones.

However, Arthur had fundamentally no intention of expending effort to distinguish them.

"Use Water Pulse!"

Little Lapras, after sliding forward, immediately raised her head and cried out.

The accumulated water on the surrounding ground thereupon splashed upwards in reverse with a 'weng' sound. Water droplets soared into the air one after another, as if the surface of a lake had been subjected to violent tremors; even the air itself seemed to be surrounded by layers upon layers of watery vapor ripples.

Water Pulse: A move that uses water current vibrations to strike the enemy, occasionally capable of causing a confusion effect.

Arthur's primary purpose in choosing this move at this time was: this is a true area-of-effect attack skill!

The diffusion of the ripples erupted outwards in a ring shape with Lapras at the center.

At such close range, Honchkrow simply had no time to dodge.

Similarly, its clones had even less time.

Pop!

Pop!

Pop!

...

A continuous series of five clear, crisp breaking sounds rang out.

Honchkrow's clones were all wiped out on the spot!

After finding the main body, Arthur didn't greedily press his advantage, his orders still conservative.

"Tank the hit, then push him off, and slide forward!"

He didn't blindly demand that Lapras dodge everything unharmed.

After all, given Lapras's body size, unless the competition was held in a pool environment, forcing her to dodge was truly asking too much of a Lapras.

At least, after having pinpointed the enemy's main body, Lapras, when tanking the hit, was able to use the side of her hard back shell and the relatively thicker, fat-accumulated area beneath her neck to absorb the attack, maximally avoiding losing her ability to fight.

Then, after eliminating the interference from the clones, Little Lapras, with her target clearly locked onto Honchkrow's main body, took the opponent's "Wing Attack" while simultaneously swinging her neck like a pendulum. Her head lowered, allowing the short horn on her forehead to protrude forward.

One headbutt struck Honchkrow squarely in the chest, pushing it back once again.

After this one strike, the distance between the two Pokémon was once again created.

Without the clones to help tie her down, Honchkrow, having been pushed back several body lengths, momentarily had no time to block. Little Lapras, with a swing of her slippery flippers, seized the chance to slip away.

Moreover, she followed Arthur's command; the direction she slid towards was straight ahead—

Meaning—

"Crap, how did I let her get into the mist?!"

The youth opposite panicked for a moment, experiencing a sense of helpless bewilderment in a duel for the first time.

The Haze he had let Honchkrow release now, conversely, became a helper for the opponent to conceal their figure.

This black mist still needed some time to naturally dissipate. Honchkrow's night vision ability was a bit better than average birds, but it hadn't reached the level of being able to see through dense fog or possessing built-in radar.

Not to mention, during this short period while he was panicking, Arthur's commands had never ceased.

"Turn back, Icy Wind!"

The Ice-type attack move: Icy Wind. It blows cold, freezing air towards the enemy, with an attached speed-reducing effect.

"Crap, quick, dodge!"

The youth, regaining his senses, quickly yelled out.

Unfortunately, it was already too late.

The cold wind carrying ice shards blew from the edge of the black mist, sweeping towards the stunned Honchkrow. The effect was outstanding!

In the blink of an eye, a layer of white frost condensed on Honchkrow's feathers.

The Flying-type Honchkrow was countered by Ice-type moves; this "Icy Wind" was already very difficult for it to withstand.

Added to that, it failed to dodge in time and was sprayed frontally; the speed-reducing additional effect also successfully took hold.

Now, Honchkrow's already less-than-stellar flight speed became even worse, like adding frost to snow...

"Damn it!"

The youth clenched his fists.

He had already realized his situation was rapidly plunging towards rock bottom.

The reversal of the situation happened in just that short instant!

The previous moment, he clearly had the black mist spread across the field, clones surrounding the opponent, believing himself to hold all the advantages. Time was on his side, victory seemed within easy reach.

But who could have thought, in the blink of an eye, the situation on the field would change so dramatically.

The next moment, Arthur's calm handling had already completely dismantled all his advantages.

Following that, it was a display of skilled long-range kiting against a short-range opponent, using reach to suppress a shorter reach.

"Maintain distance. Water Gun suppression."

Little Lapras happily slid around in the gradually thinning black mist, the water arrows from her mouth spraying continuously. From time to time, she even had the spare moment to call out twice, almost wishing she could sing a song for the opponent on the spot to liven things up.

In the past, on Coral Island, she was the little devil witch of the Milotic clan, never one for a quiet disposition. Now, with the adverse situation turned around and victory in sight, how could she not celebrate properly?

This continuous barrage of "Water Gun" attacks and the high and low cries thoroughly tormented Honchkrow.

Arthur also wasn't rushed.

He wasn't in the slightest hurry to use super-effective Ice-type attacks for a final execution. He just continuously had Lapras use the basic skill "Water Gun," with its fastest firing rate and shortest interval, to maintain suppression, constantly accumulating advantage and wearing down Honchkrow's condition.

Steady to an infuriating degree.

It could be said that he was giving the youth, who had gotten smug with a slight advantage just moments ago, a proper lesson.

Until two minutes passed. Honchkrow finally couldn't withstand the rush of water and mental fatigue. In the process of a futile pursuit, its foot tripped, and it took a fall.

Although it quickly climbed back up again, Arthur, seeing this, still ordered Little Lapras to stop her attacks.

Competitive matches don't go to the point of Pokémon fighting to life or death. In a general formal league, Honchkrow tripping just now would have been enough for the referee to raise the flag and make a judgment.

So, Arthur stopped and proactively asked, "Still want to fight?"

Regardless, he still had a request for the youth before him; there was no need to be ruthless towards Honchkrow.

Although the youth was tightly clenching his teeth, looking very unwilling, he clearly also understood the rules.

"I... I lost."

He spoke sullenly, his tone dejected, all his previous pride and arrogance gone.

Only then did Arthur recall Little Lapras. While applying Potion to her, he continued to converse with the other side, "Thank you for the match. You're very formidable. By the way, what's your name?"

"My name is Kevin. Yours?"

"Arthur."

"Arthur? You're very formidable. Regardless of command or Pokémon, all very formidable. With such strong competitive strength, why not go pro? Why must... must you do that kind of shady business!"

Looking at Kevin's eyes blazing light, Arthur was stunned for a moment.

He realized: the youth had probably... misunderstood something.

(End of Chapter)

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