Some Say Goodbye to the Stage, While Others Move Forward
"The battle begins!"
Seeing that both sides were ready again, the referee shouted loudly.
"Marowak, Bonemerang!" Raul shouted without hesitation.
As the command was given, Marowak's sharp eyes glinted, and it threw the bone stick in its hand toward Gardevoir. The bone spun at an extremely high speed, and the sound of the wind followed [in an instant, it closed in on Gardevoir].
"Psychic!"
Bruce looked on calmly and spoke softly.
As the bone stick approached, Gardevoir's eyes glowed a faint purple, and the tyrannical fluctuations of psychic energy immediately spread in all directions, sweeping across the field.
For a moment, countless people gasped.
The passionate voice of the commentator echoed throughout the arena: "Marowak used Bonemerang, and Gardevoir chose to use Psychic to deal with it."
"Oh my God, the psychic force has taken control of the bone stick!"
On the field, the bone stick was surrounded by a violet light and instantly changed direction, turning back to attack Marowak!
"!Galla!"
Seeing this, Marowak showed a determined expression and remained still, staring at the bone stick that was now attacking him.
This is his bone stick, his most prized possession.
The bone stick cut through the air, drawing closer and closer to Marowak.
Marowak's eyes were firm as he predicted the trajectory of the bone stick's movement. He suddenly stretched out his arm and caught the bone stick in his hand.
"Marowak caught the bone!" shouted the guide.
"Something's wrong!"
On the field,
Marowak held the bone stick, but felt an immense force coming from it, and gradually he was unable to hold it.
"!Galla!"
Marowak's face became fierce, his arm muscles bulging, veins popping as he exerted all his strength.
But the power transmitted by the bone stick was too terrifying, it was difficult to stop with his own strength. He gritted his teeth, but in the end, he lost his grip.
The bone stick suddenly dropped to the ground, and Marowak fell with it.
A deathly silence fell over the arena.
Everyone looked at the giant screen. Gardevoir's eyes were calm, her white skirt swaying, moving her hands and feet like a true queen.
On the other side, bright red blood trickled from the corner of Marowak's mouth. He wiped the blood away expressionlessly, then picked up the bone stick and slowly stood up.
He felt a slight pain in his body, but ignored it completely, swinging the bone stick and staring at Gardevoir.
He is the one who wields the bone stick, a born warrior, the Marowak who never sheds a tear.
"Return first, Marowak," Raul's voice suddenly sounded from behind.
Raul suddenly realized that it was clearly a mistake for Marowak to face Gardevoir.
But the weapon in his hand is controlled by Rival, and the result was inevitable.
"!Galla!"
Marowak turned around, looked at Raul, and shook his head stubbornly.
Raul fell silent for a moment, met Marowak's determined gaze, and suddenly understood everything.
"I see, Marowak."
"I'll help you," he said in a deep voice.
Marowak nodded slightly, turned back, and fixed his gaze on Gardevoir.
He silently gripped the bone stick in his hand, and his momentum increased.
In the audience,
Luka was slightly surprised and asked in confusion: "Isn't he going to recall Marowak?"
In his opinion, Marowak's confrontation with Gardevoir was a hopeless situation.
At the back of the audience,
William's eyes blinked slightly, and he said with emotion: "There are always things that are more important than the outcome of the game."
"For example, the training itself."
When Raul communicated with Marowak, Bruce chose not to speak about martial arts but waited silently.
When Marowak turned to look at Gardevoir again, Bruce said, "Enter Magic Leaf."
"Flame Wheel," Raul said firmly.
Marowak responded in a deep voice, and in the next moment, it was enveloped in blazing flames, with fiery flames shining in front of its eyes.
Immediately, Marowak leaped, engulfed in flames, and headed toward Gardevoir using Rollout.
The term "Rollout" here refers to the move used while airborne.
Slices of Magic Leaf exuded a strong aura, and when they approached Marowak, they were burned by the blazing flames covering its entire body, disintegrating in the air.
Bruce narrowed his eyes slightly and muttered to himself, "I always feel like the effect of Magic Leaf hasn't been great lately..."
Marowak, bathed in flames, his aura increasing constantly, was only half a meter from Gardevoir in an instant.
"Teleport," Bruce's calm voice suddenly sounded.
To get closer to Gardevoir's body, breaking the teleport is the most critical step.
"What!"
Gardevoir's red pupils were clear, and she calmly watched as Marowak attacked. In an instant, she disappeared.
"Behind you!" Raul looked around and immediately recalled.
But when Marowak turned around, a vibrant Energy Ball had already filled his entire field of vision, and its incredible speed made countless people gasp.
"Gardevoir Teleported behind Marowak and used Energy Ball!" the commentator exclaimed with excitement.
Boom!
The Energy Ball struck Marowak's chest and exploded, creating a terrifying shockwave that rocked the entire arena.
Half an hour later,
The place slowly calmed down, and everyone looked from a distance, only to see that Marowak had fallen to the ground, his eyes wide open.
"Marowak is incapacitated!" the referee looked down and shouted.
Suddenly, applause erupted as if a tsunami had struck.
"Poor Marowak, after all, he couldn't match Gardevoir."
"So what if you have the most prized bone, you're easily defeated by Gardevoir?"
"Can someone tell me how to counter Gardevoir's Teleport?"
Luka squinted and said quietly: "If you want to restrict Teleport, you need to send out an extremely fast Pokemon."
He paused, then added, "Or send a Pokemon that can also teleport."
"Well, Teleport can also be imprisoned."
The trainer professor nodded and said softly, "The first method is more reasonable."
As long as the Pokemon is fast enough, it can completely stop Gardevoir's teleport.
On the field,
Raul lowered his head, his eyes dim, and his teeth lightly bit his upper lip.
Raul's facial features appeared on the big screen, and countless netizens commented on it.
"It's over, another kid who was beaten stupid by Bruce."
"Classic move, big ambitions before the match, silence during the match, and an explosive mentality after the match."
"I, Yalei, Raul am really miserable."
At the corner of the auditorium,
Emma chuckled softly and whispered, "It seems like Bruce's opponent is fighting in his heart."
William crossed his arms and spoke in a deep voice: "This is the only way for the coach."
"Without a coach, Tailwind has gone smoothly. Even the regional champion has experienced many mental outbursts."
"Excellent psychological quality is an essential requirement for becoming an excellent trainer."
Emma suddenly said: "Bruce hasn't found any difficulty along the way."
William fell silent.
Finally, William murmured softly: "That can't be neglect."
On the field,
Raul let out a deep sigh and placed the fallen Marowak back into the Poke Ball.
Then, he threw the last Poke Ball into the air.
In the next moment, he shouted, "Go, Empoleon."
White light flared, and Empoleon landed on the field.
Empoleon is completely black, with blue patterns, and a crown-like structure extending from its mouth.
[Pokemon: Empoleon (Water/Steel)
Ability: Torrent
Qualification: Elite
Level: Lv47 (Ace)]
Empoleon, Raul's starter Pokemon, was also his trump card.
Empoleon waved its sharp wings toward Gardevoir, and the eyes in the center of its crown were as sharp as knives.
"Return, Gardevoir." After a moment of thought, Bruce recalled Gardevoir back into the Poke Ball.
Then, he threw a second Poke Ball: "Let's go, Metagross."
-!Metagross!
With a dull sound, Metagross crashed onto the ground.
"Oh, Bruce decided to recall Gardevoir and send out Metagross in her place!" the commentator's voice sounded right on cue.
At the same time, the referee saw that both sides were ready and loudly announced again: "The battle begins!"
"Aqua Jet!" Raul shouted immediately.
Suddenly, waves of water rippled beneath Empoleon's feet, and a column of water shot toward the sky, covering him.
In the next moment, Empoleon dashed toward Metagross with astonishing power.
Boom!
In the blink of an eye, Empoleon charged in front of Metagross, flapping its sharp wings, leaving nearly invisible marks on Metagross' body.
Upon seeing this scene, a trace of doubt appeared on Empoleon's brow.
When did my damage become so low?
"Thunder Punch," Bruce said calmly.
Metagross's eyes were impressive, and its fists exploded with violent thunder, and when the electric currents flashed, it struck fiercely at the Emperor Huangbo in front of it.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In an instant, Thunder Punch delivered dozens of blows, and Spark exploded on Empoleon's body one after another.
Empoleon let out a miserable growl and felt numb all over his body, mixed with severe pain.
Every part of his body hurt so much it was unbearable.
With just one Thunder Punch, Empoleon was nearly unable to fight.
Everyone looked at one side and sighed in disbelief.
Bruce was truly worthy of being the son of a psychic family. Once this Metagross appeared, it put immense pressure on Empoleon.
And Raul, who was standing in the command seat, had a drop of cold sweat dripping from his forehead.
At that moment, he clearly felt that this was his last match in the university student league.
At the same time,
Empoleon endured the pain in several parts of its body and retreated, keeping a safe distance from Metagross.
But everyone clearly realized that at that moment Empoleon was at the end of its battle and could fall at any time.
Bruce had already reserved the victory of this match in advance.
"I told you before, Bruce is invincible."
"I've been a fan of Bruce for ten years, come here without an invitation!"
"Now Raul has two options: surrender or wait for Empoleon to be defeated."
"Only the players from Latveria would surrender."
On the field,
With calm eyes, Bruce stared at the heavy-breathing Empoleon not far away, and slowly ordered: "Hammer Arm."
Upon hearing this, Metagross bent its limbs and charged toward Empoleon at high speed.
Raul's face grew more solemn than ever, thousands of thoughts ran through his mind, and he finally shouted loudly: "Icy Wind!"
Empoleon waved its wings and unleashed a burst of icy wind toward the attacking Metagross.
"Psychic," Bruce said calmly.
As Metagross charged toward Empoleon, a large psychic energy erupted around it, creating beautiful waves of purple light.
The powerful Confusion froze the wind.
Divided in two, Metagross seized the chance to pass through.
"Metagross crushed Icy Wind with Psychic!" the commentator exclaimed passionately.
William expressed his gratitude and nodded slightly: "Our psychic trainer must have a rich imagination. Psychic can do anything."
"Spiritual mandate is sometimes more useful than following the rules," he added finally.
In summary, Metagross broke through the Icy Wind block and approached Empoleon with terrifying speed.
Seeing the two Pokemon up close, Raul furrowed his brows, and the resolved light reflected under the mirror frame, shouting with all his might: "Hydro Pump!"
Empoleon spread its wings, tilted its head back, opened its mouth wide, and in an instant launched a torrent of water.
Metagross swung its heavy and powerful fists, directly facing the enormous impact force of Hydro Pump, not dodging.
-!Metagross!
With a roar, Metagross crushed it forcefully, and the unimaginable force split the Hydro Pump in two, spraying to both sides.
Empoleon was horrified to see Metagross coming toward him under the enormous pressure of Hydro Pump, and the iron fist that shone with the luster of Saffron slammed in!
Bang! Bang!
With one punch, the clamp forced Empoleon to shut its mouth.
Another strong punch hit Empoleon's chest, striking with such powerful force that it sent him flying several meters.
Boom!
Empoleon fell heavily to the ground, its wings shaking slightly before finally closing its eyes.
The referee looked at it, blew his whistle, raised the banner representing Bruce, and loudly said: "Empoleon is unable to fight!"
"Therefore, the winner is Bruce Bayne."
Raul's profile picture on the big screen suddenly disappeared.
For a moment, thunderous cheers filled the air, and countless spectators shouted Bruce's name.
-!Bruce!
-!Bruce!
Amidst the cheers, Bruce and Raul walked to the center of the arena and shook hands.
Finally, the place gradually returned to calm. Raul turned and left, bidding farewell to the final stage of the university student league.