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His goal was indeed achieved. As Xiaodian flew at high speed, the surrounding air currents also moved rapidly. But even so, Yanwu King still could not catch Xiaodian's body.

Under normal circumstances, the speed of a small object wouldn't be this fast, but with the addition of the lightning bolt, it's a different story.

Meanwhile, when King Yanwu was setting up the venue, Lin Xuan added a little something extra.

Just like when Lin Xuan played Go with Yi Bu before, the little brother set up multiple "chessboards" on the ground around him, and it was up to Yan Wu Wang whether he was willing to step into them.

Lin Xuan's lips curled into a slight smile. Today, he was going to let this fan know that even if he was the boss, he was still the boss!

Chapter 115 The streamer picking up bottles isn't just a persona.

Xiaodian set up numerous electric nets around the area as traps to hinder Yanwu Wang's movements. This also taught many viewers in the live stream a trick: a skill can be used more than just rigidly to throw at the opponent.

【Wow, this works?】

[So this is how you can use the power grid?]

[Learn it quickly, then go beat up Teacher Mimikyu!]

Tang Ming gritted his teeth. Although Yan Wu Wang's speed had increased after using the Energy-Storing Flame Strike, he still couldn't keep up with Xiao Dian. Not to mention that the electric grid around them further restricted his movements.

In other words, the situation was not as favorable as he had imagined; instead, it was tilting in Lin Xuan's favor.

"Spray flames!"

However, the fact that Xiaodian's Shadow Clone skill is temporarily unavailable is somewhat good news. Flame King has a high physical attack, but his special attack is also quite high, making him a decent dual-wielder in reality.

"Get away."

Lin Xuan said calmly. Yan Wu Wang's body spun rapidly, and the flames that spewed from his mouth swept around with the movement of the small dot, but to no avail, because they couldn't even touch it.

"A flash of lightning and we darted around it."

Lin Xuan only said half of what he meant, but he felt that Xiao Dian should be able to understand his meaning.

In battles, the synergy between trainers and their Pokémon is crucial. Some trainers even have special signals between them. Otherwise, simply giving commands too bluntly would be tantamount to revealing one's tactics to the opponent beforehand.

The flames in Yanwu King's mouth dissipated, and he needed to catch his breath. Little Dot took advantage of this moment to quickly circle behind him and then used that skill—rubbing his cheek!

"Arm hammer!"

Once hit on the cheek, not only would the speed boost from the Charged Flame Strike be wasted, but it would also be impossible to keep up with Xiaodian. But Tang Ming didn't care about that at the moment and planned to hit Xiaodian with an arm hammer first.

The arm hammer will reduce its own speed, but this is no longer important at this point.

The cheek-rubbing skill accurately hit Yanwu King, and the numbing sensation instantly spread throughout his body. However, at such close range, it was almost impossible for Xiaodian to dodge his attack.

Flame King raised his thick arm and slammed it down heavily. Even if the attribute was resisted, with Flame King's strength, even a small point would suffer very serious damage if hit. More importantly, there were the other attacks that followed.

The Flame King will definitely not let this skill go. Putting everything else aside, just one Flame Charge and Little Point will probably lose his ability to fight.

"acrobatics!"

Even Lin Xuan felt a little nervous at this moment, since at this point they could only rely on the smaller one.

Acrobatics tests one's balance and skill, and Xiaodian is not used for offense, but for defense.

Compared to Xiaodian, Yanwu Wang's body was incredibly large, giving Xiaodian more room to maneuver.

"Dandan!"

When it comes to flying, he has never lost!

The little dot's body was covered in white light, and its body tilted at a ninety-degree angle, narrowly gliding past the side of Yanwu King's arm.

"Dandan~"

[That scared me to death!] (￣m￣)

The little dot that had flown to the side patted its chest with its tiny paws. Even though it hadn't been hit, judging from the gust of wind from the fist that had just smashed down beside it, it was afraid that Yanwu King's arm hammer would have smashed it into pieces.

If Yanwu Wang had been in his normal state, Xiaodian would most likely not have been able to dodge his arm hammer. However, the problem was that because he was paralyzed, his movements were slower, giving Xiaodian an opportunity.

"One hundred thousand volts."

Adhering to the principle of striking while the iron is hot, Lin Xuan had Xiao Dian unleash 100,000 volts to wear down Yan Wu Wang's stamina.

Lin Xuan became unusually cautious afterward, frequently using Shadow Clone and then quietly unleashing a 100,000-volt attack from a corner.

Yanwu King and Tang Ming were not to be underestimated. Relying on their excellent combat experience, they even predicted Xiaodian's movement direction. Xiaodian was unable to dodge in time and was directly hit by the flames.

"Flash Charge!"

Tang Ming gritted his teeth and said that a large part of the reason why the flamethrower hit the target this time could be attributed to luck, but there is no such thing as luck in the competition. As long as you can win, that's all that matters.

Tang Ming knew this was probably his last chance; he had to make sure the Flame Charge hit, or there would be no hope left.

Lin Xuan, however, watched all this calmly. It was within his expectations that Xiao Dian would be hit by the flames. After all, he understood the principle that what is held for too long will eventually be lost. However, Lin Xuan, who was too cautious, had already prepared a contingency plan!

"Have you forgotten what's under your feet?"

When Lin Xuan's light voice reached Tang Ming's ears, he was first taken aback, and then suddenly remembered.

"King Yanwu, stop immediately!"

But it was too late for Tang Ming to stop him now. Lin Xuan wasn't the type to pop champagne halfway through the game. Only a fool would start mocking an opponent before they fell into the trap. He only said those words after Yan Wu Wang stepped on the trap, so it was obviously too late.

"Roar!"

The moment Yanwu King landed, the electric net beneath his feet instantly closed in, enveloping him completely. Although it couldn't completely restrain him, and would only last for a short while, his Flame Charge was clearly interrupted.

Tang Ming and Yan Wu Wang subconsciously overlooked the reason for the electric grid, which was actually the water vapor created just now in order to capture the small point.

While it doesn't significantly impact visibility, it does reduce the surrounding area's visibility somewhat. Moreover, the sand beneath our feet blends perfectly with the color of the electric grid, making it even harder to notice.

In summary, Tang Ming dug this pit himself, but even without it, the outcome of the match would not have changed, because the electric grid was the biggest obstacle when Yan Wu Wang attacked the small point.

You can either go straight or take a detour; the former requires passing through the power grid, while the latter allows enough time to adjust.

"One hundred thousand volts!"

Lin Xuan rubbed his shoulders and said that the steam had soaked his clothes, and since he was wearing thin clothes, he was a little cold. He could only hug Eevee tightly to try to keep warm.

"Buyi~"

Ibrahimovic struggled to pat Lin Xuan's chest, his little face squished and distorted.

Even with his thick skin and tough flesh, Yanwu King couldn't withstand so many electric nets and 100,000-volt attacks in succession. With a heavy thud, Yanwu King knelt on one knee and gasped for breath.

Anyone who saw this scene should have thought that he had lost the ability to resist and could be easily defeated by flying skills, but Lin Xuan was different.

"One hundred thousand volts."

Seeing Lin Xuan's decisiveness, Tang Ming sighed, knowing there was no chance of winning. He had originally hoped that Lin Xuan would confidently charge forward, so that Yan Wu Wang would still have enough stamina to launch one last all-out attack.

Even at the very last moment, Lin Xuan did not lower his guard. While somewhat disappointed, my admiration for Lin Xuan grew stronger.

"You win!"

This 100,000-volt attack was unlikely to defeat Emboar directly, but continuing the fight was pointless and would only result in more serious injuries to Emboar. Therefore, he decisively conceded defeat.

"King Yanwu concedes defeat, the match is over, and the winner is Lin Xuan from Huada!"

A slight smile appeared on Lin Xuan's lips, while Xiao Dian, not far away, turned around, put her hands on her hips, and looked at Lin Xuan with an expression that seemed to say, "Am I really that good?"

As for the audience, after a brief silence, a loud cheer immediately erupted. It was clearly a match between 32 and 16, but people who didn't know the situation might have thought that Lin Xuan was going to win the championship!

"MimiKyu is amazing!"

"Little ones are the best!"

"I want to give birth to a Squirtle for Mimikyu-sensei!"

Damn, who shouted that last line?

Hearing a faint, extraordinary noise, Lin Xuan turned to look at the audience. "Don't you know that Pokémon babies resemble their mothers? You're basically insulting yourself!"

"Hahahaha! Great job! Hahahaha!"

Zhao Qi, sitting in the VIP section, slapped Fan Yuan's thigh next to him, almost unable to stop laughing.

Lin Xuan didn't care about his ranking in this competition, since Huada University didn't recruit students based on combat skills. But if he won, he would be very proud!

The fact that the winner was a student from Imperial University made them even happier.

"Go slap your own!" Fan Yuan winced as he was slapped. Why did this guy hit so hard?

"Sigh, it's a pity that guy is too busy to come this time, otherwise I really want to see the expression on his face right now!"

The "that guy" Zhao Qi was referring to was naturally the president of Imperial University. Neither the president of Imperial University nor the president of Shanghai University came this time, as they had many things to do. It was estimated that they would not be able to come until the later stages of the youth group competition.

Zhao Qi only took the time to come and check on things because he lived nearby and was concerned about Lin Xuan's situation.

"No, I have to send him a message."

Having finally won a battle, Zhao Qi felt it would be a real shame to miss out on this opportunity. So he took a picture and sent it to the other party. He didn't care about the subsequent reaction. He had already put on a show, and even if Lin Xuan lost later, he could just pretend he didn't see the message and knew nothing about it.

"At your age, why are you still acting like a child?" Fan Yuan's lips twitched, and he said with a hint of helplessness.

"No, I'm still young... at least my heart is young. It's those two guys who keep waving those lousy medals in front of me all day long."

Fan Yuan...

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"Ahh~"