Hello ! Sorry, it's been too long, but I had troubles writing a later chapter ( it's okay, now, I'll be much faster ). I'll finally finish the tournament, here are the semi-finals !

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Afternoon…

The semi-finals began with a fight between Hitmonchan and Presse-Purée. The Machamp's punches were too slow. The boxer avoided them easily and punched to the stomach, the sides, or the back. But his Comet Punches didn't affect Presse-Purée. So he took a run-up and gathered all his strength into a Firepunch that hit the wrestler pokemon in the cheek. Machamp knelt down, but rose up almost immediately: he just had a light burn on the cheek. Hitmonchan sent a double punch, but his two fists were grabbed by Presse-Purée's lower hands while he used his upper hands to throw an Ultima-Punch combo. When he released him, the boxer could barely stand up. So Machamp finished him with an awesome smackdown: two double-axe handles at the same time, one to the chin and the other to the top of the head. Hitmonchan's skull was cracked. KO !

The referee came on the ring and announced the next fight.

« Ladies and gentlemen, now the second part of the semi-finals: the impressive team Izimaru and Hitmonlee versus the young and talentuous Sabrina and the nightmarish Mewtwo ! »

The ninja pokemon was already on the ring, showing off. Giovanni interfered.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am sorry to tell you that because of severe injuries, Mewtwo won't be able to participate…"

"Wait !"

Everybody looked at the entrance of the arena: Mewtwo, Metal-Mewtwo and Sabrina approached the ring. The clone was in much better condition than the night after, but his wounds were still there. As he got on the ring, Giovanni called him.

"Mewtwo ! What the hell are you doing ?"

"Ain't it evident ? I'm going to finish that tournament."

"You're still weak ! We can't risk to lose you ! You're too precious !"

"So what ? I've been made for fighting, right ? That's exactly what I'll do. Let me continue, and I promise I won't disappoint you… father."

"Fine. But I don't like that…"

Izimaru was talking to his pokemon.

« That's the bastard from the night club. Here's your chance, he looks weak: I want you to humiliate him, so give your best and don't let him have a break. Okay ? »

The referee called both competitors in the middle of the ring. Hitmonlee had an iron-made determination. Mewtwo was anxious because he knew that another bad strike could kill him. They were staring at each other, with hatred.

« Fight ! »

Hitmonlee began with a large flying kicked which missed Mewtwo tightly. Mewtwo replied with a reversal punch the ninja blocked with his arm. Mewtwo tried several types of punches, but it seemed that Hitmonlee used his arms to block and his legs to strike. The clone got a sharp kick to the shin and a roundhouse to the head. He got up with a somersault and tried a dropkick, but Hitmonlee avoided it and threw another roundhouse. Mewtwo bent down and tried his own roundhouse which missed too. They gripped each other's shoulders and tried to kick each other's legs. Hitmonlee put his foot on Mewtwo's chest, pushed to break free, and pulled himself up with a cartwheel. They both threw a roundhouse kick, but their foot stuck to each other's, until the ninja tried an Enzuigeri and jumped high, almost five meters over the ring. Mewtwo jumped too, avoided a kick, elbow striked his foe to the ribs, grabbed his arm and knocked him over. He landed back on the top of a turnbuckle, and Hitmonlee fell heavily on the mat. But the kick master wasn't done yet: he tried to kick Mewtwo out of his perch, the clone jumped over him and threw him a reversal kick in the back. The ninja turned and took another reversal, this time in the face. He desperately tried a punch, but it was not his strong point: Mewtwo had no trouble blocking it and replied with a punch combo. Hitmonlee kicked him away, and Mewtwo jumped to perch on the opposite turnbuckle. But the clone didn't expect what happened next: the pokemon's leg stretched an impressive way to go kick him, from the opposite corner of the ring ! He fell on the mat, got up and took a kick to the chest. But this time, it was extremely painful: he felt as if he had eaten a red hot piece of metal, and his muscles had all tensed in the same time. Thunderkick ! His vision blured as he caught a Kakatogeri on the shoulder. The ninja threw a front kick to finish him, but the clone saw it coming: he jumped over it and landed right on the kicking leg. Blood poured on the ring while Hitmonlee fell down: his leg was broken. End of fight.

Mewtwo felt his strength slowly coming back as he left the ring and approached Izimaru:

"Looks like I taught you a lesson, right ?"

"You bastard…"

"Hey, calm down. I wouldn't mind doing to you the same thing as your pokemon."

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Hope you liked. The final fight is just next !