As Slowbro and Slither Wing stood across from each other, Slowbro brought out a book.
"A book? What is our scholar up to?" Grumpig asked as he wondered why the scholar would suddenly be reading.
Slither Wing yawned and flapped his wings as he laid in the air lazily, not interested in the fight at all or his opponent.
Slowbro looked at the book for a few more seconds, before closing it.
"I see…" Slowbro said before turning to his opponent.
"Hm? Oh you're done? I was starting to think you turned our match into a study session" Slither Wing said as he levitated back on the ground.
"Sorry, but I needed to look you up" Slowbro said.
"Of course you looked me up. I'm the great Slither Wing of the north, anyone who's anyone has heard of me already" Slither Wing said as he shrugged his shoulders.
"That's true… Anyone who's anyone has heard of Slither Wing, saving pokemon who don't belong in the frigid cold of the north from freezing over, and letting them stay in return for worshiping him" Grumpig said to the audience.
"Yes, but let's not beat around the bush Slither Wing. You have a glaring weakness, you have not bothered to train the whole time, you never even think of preparing for this tournament, didn't you?" Slowbro asked him.
"Funny, last time I checked, even the weaknesses I am vulnerable to… They might as well not exist" Slither Wing said as he played with flames on his palms.
"Hmmm yes… I've read up on you, the heat around your body is enough to melt the rain, yes?" Slowbro asked him.
"Of course. Pitiful, knowing you can't touch me with your water type attacks. Is that what you were hoping for? No matter how weak I am to those attacks, you can't touch me when those attacks can't reach me in time" Slither Wing said.
"A pity indeed…" Slowbro whispered, before opening up the fight with water pulse.
The water pulse traveled fast towards Slither Wing, but Slither Wing didn't even need to move much as the water type attack evaporated before it could even reach him.
"What? Did you really expect trying to attack me suddenly was going to work? For a scholar, you are incredibly stupid. Here, let me make things faster" Slither Wing said before he began covering the arena in flames.
"Oh good, it makes things simpler for both of us" Slowbro said as he began to instead, using psychic to enter Slither Wing's mind.
Slither Wing's eyes widened and he tensed up, feeling his body end up out of his control. Slither Wing slowly looked at Slowbro, and saw his eyes glowing pink as he walked over to him.
"You… you…!" Slither Wing said as the psychic/water type went closer and closer.
"Since you are a fighting type as well, and your bug typing is pretty much useless here, you're pretty much under my control right?" Slowbro said as he finished walking, now within arms reach.
"Y-You…!" Slither Wing growled, feeling vulnerable and helpless against him.
"Sorry, but now that I have control over your body, you can no longer use that fire ability you just displayed a few moments ago, right? Which will make beating you easier now" Slowbro said with a smile before he started charging up muddy water, ready to erupt some watery mud right below where Slither Wing stood.
But before he could erupt the muddy water onto Slither Wing, the self proclaimed god immediately uppercutted Slowbro violently, grabbing his face before he could land.
"Ahahahahaha! Did you really think you had me under your control? Your kind… You may be stupidly intelligent I'll give you that, but you couldn't use a single ounce of intelligence to save your own self! You see, I know my weakness with psychic types was something I could not simply get rid of with my own ability… So I trained my own mind and body to resist psychic types, you'd need a whole army of psychics to subdue me!" Slither Wing said as he clutched Slowbro's head tightly.
"Mmmm…!" Slowbro tried to pry his hand open, but Slither Wing was far stronger than he looked as he wound up his fist and punched again…
And the punching went over, and over, and over again, lasting a good thirty seconds before Slither Wing had enough.
"See everyone? Either you're giving me trash opponents, or this one is just simply trash" Slither Wing said as he gave Slowbro one more kick to the stomach.
Everyone was horrified at the sight, they knew Slither Wing was arrogant according to some accounts, but they didn't know that he was on this level.
Slowbor had still not gotten up yet, still a bit paralyzed from the pain of getting punched in the gut over and over again.
"Um… I-I guess I should count now… 1… 2… 3… 4-" Grumpig began counting, feeling sorry for Slowbro.
Slither Wing had began walking over to Slowbro when Grumpig began counting, and grabbed Slowbro by the head, lifting him up off the ground.
"Did I say the match was over, you fat loser? You want to be next?" Slither Wing asked as Slowbro began struggling against Slither Wing's hold with renewed vigor.
"5… Uh… P-Please don't hurt me!" Grumpig stopped counting, Slowbro was technically not on the ground anymore, and with how large Slither Wing was and his stature… He didn't want to test him and stopped counting.
"Well, let's continue then. After all, you did look me up on that stupid book of yours huh? Let me guess, it tells the future right? Shows my weakness? I bet that's what that stupid book of yours does… That just means I won't give you the chance to exploit it then, I'll render your mind useless by killing you!" Slither Wing said as he began strangling Slowbro's neck and resumed punching his gut over and over once more.
The pokemorphs around that were watching were scared of what was happening… So this was how Slither Wing fought… He was a merciless opponent.
Slowbro tried to soften the blow by using barrier and covering himself in a protective psychic type casing… Until it shattered after a few punches, and he was back to being pummeled by Slither Wing again.
"That guy… Heh, I want to fucking fight him" Tyrantrum said as he watched the fight happen, he saw a kindred spirit in Slither Wing… And a desire to see him groveling in pain in front of him too.
"H-Hey, isn't this a bit too much?" One of the crowds in the audience says.
"Y-Yeah… T-There should be rules against this…!" One of them said.
"C-Come on! Someone help him already! There's no rules against helping a contestant!" Another one said as he looked around for anybody who might try to help.
"Don't look at me! I don't want to be next!" One of the audience members said, not wanting to get involved.
Slowbro looked bloodied and bruised from the beating he was receiving, and looked at the audience whispering amongst each other, feeling helpless at the moment.
"It's now or never!" A voice rang in his head.
With the signal from a certain individual in his head, Slowbro fought back by suddenly firing a psychic type push against Slither Wing, who held on tightly on his scholar uniform.
"You didn't think this was over did you? That will take more than that to stop me! I'll crush you to a fine paste!" Slither Wing said as he decided to now make his punches deadly by lighting his fists up with fire, and sending a jab that would end him.
"Catch it!" Another voice told him.
Slowbro sensed the object thrown at him and instinctively caught it, teleporting out a few feet away before the punch could make contact.
"That… Was close…!" Slowbro said as he heaved a bit, the damage done to him had him struggling to even move.
"What the…!" Slither Wing yelled, feeling psychic energy holding him again… And he coudln't break free.
He could feel it… Several other psychic types holding him down, far more than what he had trained himself for… He couldn't break free.
Slowbro immediately used whirlpool to get rid of the flames around them that Slither Wing created, the mini arena evaporating.
"Sorry, but I knew from the beginning when we were matched up that you were someone I can't handle alone. So I will be getting help instead, from the army of psychics you so claim" Slowbro said as he cast blizzard… But not at Slither Wing, but at the sky.
"W-What is that!?" Slither Wing said, his voice feeling scared despite his huge stature and physique.
He could see rain, rain that was piling up into a big sphere in the sky, and was being gradually frozen into a big ball of ice… And it started hurtling towards him like a giant meteor.
"Hold him down!" Slowbro didn't bother explaining as he and several other psychic types from the academy held him down with psychic to prevent him from using his ability to melt their attack down.
Slither Wing thrashed about… It was working… How could he have fallen into a premeditated trap!? Regardless… He refused to fall to these fools who think they can beat him just because they had the numbers.
The ice meteor was drawing closer and closer, until Slither Wing had forced himself free and started melting the ice.
"You thought you'd win… I'm going to personally murder you after-!" Slither Wing thought to himself… But didn't realize that inside that gigantic ball of ice, was water, water that his flames weren't evaporating fast enough!
Slither Wing was hit with a tsunami of extremely cold water, washing him over, and caught a glimpse as Slowbro had already gotten to safety with the audience before he was caught in the watery blast.
The king had raised his hand, protecting everyone in some sort of barrier from the attack, and after the artificial tsunami had subsided, had decided that it was safe to finally disperse the barrier.
Everyone realized that Slither Wing was laying down on the ground, but did not get up, though he was certainly coughing up water.
Slowbro got down from the arena's seats and decided to see if he was willing to get up.
"You… Fool…!" Slither Wing said as he shakily got up "You may have outsmarted me… But now… That stupid stunt of yours is used up! I'm no fool, that was an attack that was meant to take out an extremely dangerous pokemorph like me. But the energy you all used is not enough for a second one I bet. I'lll kill you… KILL YOU!" Slither Wing said before he tried to ignite his body again…
But nothing happened…
"What…" Slither Wing said as he tried to ignite his whole body again… But nothing happened. He felt extremely weakened… Horror spread through his mind as he tried to punch the ground, and normally he could make cracks with a single punch… But nothing happened. He even desperately used a bug type attack, Bug Buzz, but all he could do was make a small buzzing sound with his wings as if he was a fly.
"It's useless, he's lost. Your victor is clear" The king said as he gestured at Slowbro.
Grumpig realized it was a signal for him to officially announce it.
"And we have your winner! Slowbroooooo!" Grumpig said, as the audience cheered.
"No… No… How could this be… I… This can't be happening…" Slither Wing said as he broke down, losing all the power and strength he previously had.
Grumpig approached Slowbro, who seemed to be the most injured of the candidates so far.
"How did you know to come up with this strategy Slowbro? Did you think of this before even your match started?" Grumpig asked him.
"Earlier than that… Ngh… Actually… We all anticipated the possibility that Slither Wing himself would come to the tournament. There was a low chance that a fair fight will let me win, so we devised a plan. If the rules allowed it, we would use attack as an opportunity to get rid of him and render him useless. First… Forgive me, it hurts to breathe a bit. Huff… Castform would use rain dance, while gallade will use what psychic ability he had just to gather the rain water in the sky, in the shape of a sphere and have Castform cool down the water while it was in the air. This was crucial since we needed the least adept psychic types to hold the chilled rain water while I stalled for time and let him beat me up if needed. Then, when the time came, Alakazam would tell me that the ice meteor we made was ready, and would toss a teleport gem right at me if I couldn't escape. Then, all the strongest psychic types of the academy that came here, they will hold down Slither Wing, and I would then start to carefully freeze the water's surface area into a giant ball of ice to protect the cold water from being evaporated, while the others restrained Slither Wing's fiery aura as much as they could. And it paid off in the end… Barely…" Slowbro said as he was healed by a Sylveon medic.
"I see, that was quite the gamble… But that doesn't explain why Slither Wing just looks so… So weakened…" Grumpig said as they looked at Slither Wing.
"How… How dare you… Look down on me…!" Slither Wing said as he glared at them, now feeling weaker than a caterpie.
The king began speaking.
"It's because you were never meant to be damaged by water type attacks you fool. You were meant to be untouchable. You had this ability, and took it for granted. If you had used and worked together with your worshipers and followers in the north, or even bothered to take them with you. You might have had the chance" The king declared.
"Grrr…" Slither Wing growled, he couldn't speak, the king had a point, but now it was too late… All the power he used to have… It was gone right now… The winner was declared! All he could do was somehow find a way to escape after regaining his powers again.
"And… Y-Yeah! It's punishment time!" Grumpig declared, as Slowbro approached his weakened opponent.
And that's all for this fight! I am not gonna lie, I had a bit of trouble writing this fight since I thought Slither Wing was still a fire type, but I guess that doesn't matter much since he is still technically Volcarona. Since I already had the fight in mind, since he still learns fire type attacks, I guess it doesn't interfere much with how he fights. I based his fighting based on Volcarona's dex entry so in a way he is still technically a fire type, only more physical based, hence, not much fire type moves in this fight.
These were the results of the votes, with Slither Wing coming a close second.
Slowbro - 10
Slither Wing - 9