Things had started strong for the Glamourous Fighting Machines. Thanks to Gardevoir's power, Dialga and Palkia were vulnerable enough to take in pain from every move they used. But this hardly seemed to matter as Dialga's legs were pressed up against their necks.

When he noticed them lift up their arms to grab onto him, he immediately leapt off of them, bent his knees downward and planted his feet into their chests. Thus the heroes coughed up blood before he leapt off of them and had Palkia grab onto each one's ankle. After that, she flew into the air and leaned backward, barking, "Let's see you pull off the same counter we did!"

Unfortunately, Machoke and Gardevoir felt a tad winded right now, thus they were unable to prevent their upper backs from being slammed into the canvas while the crowd watched with concern. Even Beedrill and Nori could not help but feel a tad worried, though as announcers, they could not show it. Besides, it would seem especially unprofessional for the wasp to cheer against his own employees.

"Alright, what say we use some real moves against them?" Dialga suggested before Palkia nodded and lifted him up by his shoulders. She flew forward just in time for Machoke and Gardevoir to rise to their feet. Unfortunately, this was especially bad timing for them as they took Dialga's claws to their back before he exclaimed, "METAL DRAGON LANCE!"

Both cried out in pain only to spread out their legs and stop themselves to flying forward. Dialga blinked when Machoke shifted his arm backward and placed it against the one that had struck him. Gardevoir followed suit before she and her husband lifted their legs into the air. This allowed them to descend toward the mat and plant Dialga's belly into it.

After they pried themselves away from his claws, they took hold of a spellbound Palkia, lifted her up over their heads and leaned backward, slamming her skull into the canvas. The area erupted with cheers and applause while Vaporeon breathed a sigh of relief, Blaziken uttering, "Man, I have to admit, I was a little worried back there. Granted, they deal with similar situations all the time, but still."

Machoke and Gardevoir nodded at one-another before the reptilian lifted up Palkia and leapt into the air. The white woman then did the same with Dialga, only she picked him up by his hind legs. She then leapt up and positioned herself right below her husband before she wrapped her arms and legs around the blue dragon's neck and midsection.

Machoke latched his legs onto Palkia's neck and spread her arms out while the crowd watched with anticipation, Beedrill's eyes sparkling as he exclaimed, "Oh my god, are they gonna use the Muscle Tombstone!?" only to clear his throat and say, "It looks as if the Glamourous Fighting Machines are setting up for the same move Machamp and Combusken used back in the day to win this same tournament themselves."

"No way," Vaporeon uttered, "I've heard stories of this move. To think we get to see it up close," Raboot and Leafeon nodding. Sure, they had actually seen it themselves since Machoke and Hawlucha used it four years ago to defeat two snakes named Seviper and Arbok, but this was still a big deal.

But just as Dialga's skull was seconds away from making contact with the mat, his eyes widened before he growled, "No!" and used all his might to break his arms free from Gardevoir's hold. Her eyes were wide with terror as he threw the arms downward and allowed his palms to hit the mat instead, Palkia sliding her arms out of Machoke's hold and using them to keep her skull from hitting her partner's feet.

The entire area went silent as even the announcers had no idea how to respond to this. No one could believe what they had just witnessed while Lucario, Amanda and Veronica all breathed heavily from the back row. Sure, the dog may have found a way to defeat each of Machoke's first three finishing moves in the Olympics, but even he had no clue how to counter a move like that up until now.

Things only got worse when the dragons allowed themselves to fall backwards and plant their opponents' backs into the canvas. This caused them to wince in pain and release their holds before Dialga rose to his feet and chuckled, "You know, Machoke, I heard that the whole reason you lost the Olympic finals was because you tried to use your best move too early. It seems like you haven't learned a thing since then."

Gardevoir rose back to her feet and growled, "You take that back!" only to look down at Machoke to notice that he was breathing rather heavily with a look of horror in his eyes. Right now, all he could think about was the fact that his father's ultimate team move had just failed.

The white woman had a look of concern, but after a few seconds, a cold look formed in her eyes before she lifted him up by his shoulders and smacked him hard in the face, snapping, "Earth to Machoke!"

The reptilian man blinked and uttered, "Oh, sorry, I spaced out for a second there," before he sighed, "Dammit, and it was difficult mastering that move, too."

"Come on, it's not like this is the first time that's happened," Gardevoir grunted, "Now forget about it and get your head back in the game!"

Machoke stared at his wife for a few seconds. He had never seen her like this. But while it was a touch intimidating, he also needed it. Thus he nodded and replied, "Of course, honey. We beat Hoopa in his most powerful state. We can handle these two."

With that in mind, he glared at Dialga and grunted, "Okay, it's impressive you were able to pull that off, but that won't happen again!" the blue dragon sighing, "Care to put your money where your mouth is?"

Machoke nodded before he and Gardevoir raced forward. Just as the dragons were ready to fight back, the white woman swerved to the side and sent a palm punch into Palkia's cheek while the reptilian slid under Dialga's legs and rammed his arms into his ankles, causing him to fall hard on his chin.

The crowd cheered when Machoke mounted himself onto Dialga's back and lifted his legs up. He then bent them backward for a Boston crab while Gardevoir unleashed a barrage of palm punches to the same spot she had struck. Needless to say, the crowd was ecstatic as the couple's friends smiled with relief.

Hitmonchan watched this with a grin and squealed, "That's Machoke and Gardevoir for you! Those two can overcome anything!" She then smiled at Gallade and said, "I wish you were awake to see this, honey. Not only have Toxtricity and Sutorinda lost, but your sister's gonna compete in the finals again."

After a few seconds, Machoke could feel Dialga start to fight back. Thus he stood up while still gripping the blue dragon's legs and hurled him high into the air. He then leapt up to Dialga's level and latched onto his wrists and feet, pulling backward and bending his back hard.

"You know what?" Machoke grunted, "I'm no longer upset about you defeating my family's Muscle Tombstone! After all, that's a combination of two other moves that have already been beaten once! This, on the other hand, has never been bested!"

He then flipped upside-down and spun like a twister toward the canvas as he shouted, "MUSCLE TORNADO!" The crowd went wild when the back of Dialga's head hit the canvas hard.

The blue dragon's eyes and mouth were wide as he coughed up blood. Palkia gasped, "Dialga!" only for Gardevoir to lean down and take hold of her hind legs as well. She then leapt high above the mat with the purple dragon and wrapped her legs around her neck, squealing, "METEOR WARHEAD!" Palkia coughed up blood as well when her skull hit the mat, Amanda breathing a sigh of relief.

"That's more like it," she stated, "Those two moves have never been countered. It makes more sense to use them," Lucario chuckling, "Easy does it, Meisai," the brunette slugging her brother on the arm and retorting, "That was one time!"

But while the Glamourous Fighting Machines had dealt a lot of damage with these moves, this was still far from over. And it showed when Dialga and Palkia flipped back to their feet and tried not to breathe too heavily. The last thing they wanted was for their opponents to know how effective their moves had been.

Even so, the blue dragon could see why these two had such a strong reputation. They really were the toughest opponents he and Palkia could have faced in this tournament. But even so, Dialga was determined to make sure victory would be his no matter what.

With that in mind, he raced toward Machoke while Palkia flew toward Gardevoir. But just as the couple were ready to dodge again, the dragons nodded at one-another and switched targets. Dialga leapt sideways toward Gardevoir and sent a roundhouse into her face as Palkia turned her body dark purple, covered her claws in a pink energy and yelled, "SPACIAL REND!" slashing open Machoke's side.

The reptilian cried out in agonizing pain before the purple dragon lifted him up by his shoulders and flew him toward the cage wall, exclaiming, "DRAGON RUSH!" ramming his face hard into it.

Once again, Machoke not only took in extreme pain, but electricity coursed through him while blood started to drip from his nostrils. Of course, Gardevoir would not have it so easy either as Dialga kicked her in the gut before sending another strike into her shin. Finally, he delivered one last blow to her chin and sent her flying away from him.

The white woman fell hard on her back before Leafeon winced and groaned, "Dammit, they were doing so well," only for Vaporeon to fold her arms and retort, "It's not over yet. You've seen how much abuse they've taken in up to this point. They can handle this."

It seemed as if Machoke would need to take action soon, though, when Palkia continued to hold onto his shoulders and flew toward the other side of the cage, this time ramming his upper back into it. After he succumbed to more electricity, Palkia flew toward the first side again while Gardevoir noticed this and squeaked in panic.

The white woman frowned and fumed at the head before she noticed Dialga leap toward her with his leg stretched out for an axe kick. As such, she rolled to the side just in time to avoid him before she took hold of his ankle. She then twisted it as hard as she could, causing him to cry out in pain and fall on his side before she stood up and panted heavily, watching Palkia's movement.

Everyone wondered what she was up to including the announcers, but all became clear when Gardevoir noticed Palkia fly toward the western side of the ring and hurled a stunned Dialga toward her. The purple dragon cried out in terror when she noticed this, the blue dragon's skull hitting her in the cheek.

Much like when he flew into her in the previous match, this dealt far more damage than anything Machoke and Gardevoir had dealt up to this point. As a result, Palkia flew upward until her skull hit the cage's ceiling, Gardevoir diving toward where Machoke descended and catching him right before he could hit the mat.

Dialga and Palkia, on the other hand, landed hard against the surface before the blue dragon grumbled curses under his breath. Both slowly rose to their feet and were unable to hide how much this had hurt. The purple dragon gulped nervously and uttered, "Um, Dialga, we can still win this match, right?"

"Of course we can," the blue dragon retorted, "This was to be expected. There's a reason these two are the tag team champions. Of course they'd be a challenge. Still, I wasn't expecting them to be this tough. We'll really have to kick things up a notch now."

With that in mind, Dialga formed his blue aura again while Palkia turned her body dark purple. The blue dragon leapt toward Machoke with both feet out while the purple dragon flew toward Gardevoir with her claws at the ready.

When Dialga closed in, though, Machoke thought, 'No, we are not losing the advantage again!' and instinctively wrapped his arms around himself. The crowd stared in wonder when the kick dealt no damage to the boy, a look of relief on his face as Gardevoir leaned backward far enough to avoid Palkia's attack.

However, Dialga quickly knew what was going on as he smirked and said, "This must be the infamous Mach Cover. I heard this gave you a temporary edge over Lucario. Unfortunately, I've also done plenty of research on how he defeated this move, and as you can see, I have the means to do it," lashing out his claws.

Machoke tensed up and was just about to release his cover only for Dialga to send his arms forward and jab his claws into the reptilian's arms. While said arms provided some protection, this still hurt as blood flew out of him and he cried out in pain.

Dialga then leapt into the air, leaned backward and shouted, "METAL DRAGON SUPLEX!" ramming Machoke's skull into the canvas.

Lucario gritted his teeth and growled, "Dammit, he's got both weaknesses down, the two things that can defeat the Mach Cover, anything that can pierce flesh and falling from great heights."

Dialga removed his claws and allowed Machoke to collapse while Palkia continued to miss Gardevoir. Unfortunately, since Gardevoir was distracted, Dialga took full advantage of this and sent a flying kick into the side of the white woman's head. This left her dazed before Palkia flew toward her and barked, "SPACIAL REND!" slashing her back open.

Gardevoir cried out in pain and fell forward while Vaporeon bit her lower lip and thought, 'They can still win, right?' Blaziken frowning and grunting, "Dammit, that right there is why Machoke doesn't typically rely on the Mach Cover. If only he'd tried something different."

Raboot shrugged and replied, "Well, if what you say about him is true, this still shouldn't be enough to finish him off, right?" the chicken nodding and replying, "Damn straight. Those two will get the upper hand again soon enough."

Machoke and Gardevoir would need to act soon, though, when Dialga lifted the reptilian back up and wrapped his arm around his neck. Palkia then flew toward Gardevoir and lifted her up by her shoulders before she turned toward Machoke and flew the white woman head-first into his gut. Then with both of them together, the dragons released them and backed away from them. Dialga leapt toward Machoke from behind with his leg raised as Palkia flew at Gardevoir with her arm out, her skin dark purple and her arm pink.

"SPACIAL WHACK LARIAT!" the dragons exclaimed before Dialga sent his foot into Machoke's neck and Palkia slammed her arm into Gardevoir's. The Glamourous Fighting Machines coughed up more blood and fell to their knees while the audience could not help but look concerned.

To make matters worse, Palkia proceeded to lift up Gardevoir with her tail and flung her toward the ropes, Dialga doing the same to Machoke with his hand. And when the heroes bounced off, the dragons linked their arms together and lifted their lower bodies up before spinning like a twister. After a couple of seconds, each flew away from the other before Dialga slashed Gardevoir's upper body with his claws and Palkia did the same to Machoke, both barking, "SPACE TIME REND!"

Blood spewed out of the couple only for Machoke to grit his teeth and grunt, "No!" He spread his legs out to stop himself from falling, Blaziken uttering, "Wow, Gallade would be so proud if he saw that."

Of course, Machoke had much more planned, thus he grabbed onto Palkia's wrist and threw her backward into the cage wall. More electricity coursed through her as she gritted her teeth and tried to ignore the pain. However, this time it was even worse for her, because while the electric sparks had done next to nothing to her before, after all the damage she had succumbed to up to this point, it finally started to hurt.

Gardevoir, however, fell on her back after Dialga struck her. But just as he was about to plant an axe kick into her gut, Machoke raced over to him and wrapped one arm around his midsection, using his free arm to force the blue dragon's outstretched leg as high up as it could go. Dialga's eyes and mouth were wide open when the reptilian lifted him up, leaned backward and planted the back of his head into the canvas.

The crowd went wild while Nori exclaimed, "Oh, wow! Not only does Machoke get yet another outstanding comeback, but he has just pulled off a really advanced suplex! By lifting up Dialga's leg like that, he's managed to damage both his head and his thigh!"

But of course, there was no way Machoke would let it end here. And so, after he released his hold on Dialga, he lifted him up by his hind legs and swung him skull-first into Palkia's gut. The purple dragon grunted in pain while the electricity covering her spread to Dialga and effected him as well.

'No,' the blue dragon thought with horror in his expression, 'Why does this hurt? Electricity shouldn't hurt us! Have they really dealt that much damage to us!?'

Machoke helped Gardevoir up before she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'll admit, I was a little afraid back there. But after what Hoopa put us through, this is nothing, right, honey?"

Machoke nodded and replied, "Of course. Now what say we finish these two off for good?" the dragons finally prying themselves away from the cage wall only for Machoke and Gardevoir to leap toward them from behind. They then wrapped their arms around them, flipped them upside-down, rammed their skulls into the canvas and barked, "DOUBLE PILEDRIVER!"

The crowd cheered wildly while Zeraora stood up and yelled, "Yeah! Way to go, guys! Let 'em have it!" Vaporeon staring at him and uttering, "Wow, you're really getting into this," the cat nodding and saying, "Yeah. As stressful as these fights can get, it's really satisfying seeing our friends win after suffering that much abuse."

Machoke and Gardevoir examined the dragons closely and noticed that both were rather winded after that last hit. While they had bled plenty of times, this was the first time they had been seen in a condition like this. Now there was no doubt this match was over.

Machoke lifted up Dialga and hurled him into the air before Gardevoir did the same with Palkia, the crowd's excitement now at its peak. They knew exactly was coming as even Vaporeon and the others were beyond ecstatic. This was it, the move that had defeated Hoopa, Bisharp and Scrafty.

"I think they waited for just the right moment this time," Blaziken said with her arms folded as Hitmonchan grinned in anticipation from the hospital. And many of their other friends watched this as well. Bisharp and Scrafty, who had returned to their home countries, had big smiles on their faces while Scyther and Reika watched this from their home.

Talonflame grinned and said, "Those guys never stood a chance," Tsuya nodding and resting her head on his shoulder.

But while the majority of Machoke and Gardevoir's friends were fully confident, Lucario narrowed his eyelids and examined Dialga and Palkia. After a few seconds, his eyes widened before he gasped, "WAIT, DON'T DO IT! IT'S A TRICK!"

Unfortunately, it was too late as Machoke and Gardevoir both leapt off of the ropes on separate sides of the ring. The reptilian man rolled up into a ball as the white woman arched her body back into a moon shape, both spinning vertically toward their respective opponents.

Amanda cried, "Wait, guys, stop!" Veronica uttering, "Are you saying Dialga and Palkia are playing possum after all of that?"

It seemed so when Dialga opened his eyes, smirked and thought, 'Too bad for you, I studied your match with Lucario,' thus when Machoke closed in on him, he leaned backward and planted his hands and feet into the reptilian man to stop his flight. But to make things worse, the blue dragon also planted his claws into his flesh.

And before Gardevoir could strike Palkia, she turned her skin dark purple and her claws pink once more. She then swung them downward into the white woman's gut and yelled, "SPACIAL REND!"

The Glamourous Fighting Machines cried out in agonizing pain before Palkia flipped Gardevoir upside-down and planted her claws into her thighs. Dialga, meanwhile, waited for Machoke to retract from his ball-like state and flipped him over as well. He wrapped his arms around the reptilian man and planted the claws on his hands and feet into his upper back and legs.

"You think that Muscle Coffin of yours is something special?" Dialga quipped with a grin while Palkia flew over him after he descended toward the mat, "Not only have Vaporeon and Zeraora essentially come up with their own take on it but so have we, and ours is much better!"

Palkia used her wings to fall faster until Gardevoir's skull was pressed up against Machoke's feet. Once again, a blue aura covered Dialga before the reptilian man's skull was slammed hard into the canvas, the dragons shouting, "SPACE TIME DRIVER!"

All went silent among the crowd, Vaporeon and the others all staring in horror. Machoke and Gardevoir did not even react to this. Instead, their eyes went completely blank and their mouths hung open before Dialga and Palkia released their holds on them and allowed them to collapse.

Zeraora stared and uttered, "They can still fight, right?" Blaziken gulping, "Of course they can. They've dealt with way worse," Jolteon taking a light sip of her coffee while Leafeon and Raboot looked at one-another with concern.

Nori started the ten count as Beedrill and Butterfree watched in stunned silence. As much as they wanted to relay what they had just seen, they could not believe this either. While part of their job required them not to show it, they, too, had expected the couple to defend their championship title.

But sure enough, neither of them was able to move when Nori reached ten seconds and rang the bell, saying in a monotone voice, "Well, folks, you've just witnessed this. The Glamourous Fighting Machines are out like a light. Therefor, the Time Space Squad will advance to the finals. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to head to the bathroom."

Beedrill and Butterfree did not even stop her when she stood up and exited the area. Of course, since none of them knew the dragons were evil, they had no reason to be super upset about this, but it would still take a while for them to fully believe what they had seen.

However, after a few seconds, the wasp cleared his throat and stated, "Well, that was certainly a very exciting pair of matches! Don't forget to join us a week from today for the Ultimate World Team Tournament finals!"

Dialga and Palkia grinned wickedly at their fallen opponents. They could tell this tournament was theirs. After all, while Vaporeon and Zeraora may have been good fighters, they did not seem nearly as strong as Gardevoir and Machoke. As such, Dialga figured that at most, the match would play out similarly to their match with Shaymin and Melmetal.

Blaziken got up from her seat and raced toward the ring, kneeling down before her friends and asking, "Are you guys alright? Tell me you can still move," Lucario, Amanda and Veronica soon joining her.

Zeraora gritted his teeth and clenched his fists before he looked over at Vaporeon and saw her breathing heavily with her eyes and mouth as wide as possible. As much as the blue fox hated to admit it, she thought the same thing Dialga had thought. If anything, it felt like a miracle that she had made it this far the more she thought about it.

The cat patted her on the shoulder before she faked a smile, Leafeon looking at the blue fox with concern. Could she and Jolteon even help them prepare for this next match?

Machoke and Gardevoir were carried out of the area as Blaziken joined them. Raboot then got up and sighed, "If it's alright with you guys, I'm gonna go check up on Scorbunny in the hospital."

Zeraora nodded and replied, "Count us in. We wanna make sure she's alright," Vaporeon simply standing up and walking with them. Now she had more of a blank look on her face. She had entered the tournament hoping she would get this chance, but after seeing just how deadly these dragons were, more and more she wished someone else could have been up against them.