A water-type trainer who specializes in dragon-type water.

In the distant South China Sea, an extremely cold storm, like a ferocious monster, continues to advance towards the Asian waters. Wherever it passes, the sea water freezes and layers of ice waves rise.

Huahai champion Tang Jingchuan is wandering outside the border of the Thousand Islands Country.

"If I directly invade their airspace and attack that ice beast directly from above, then they will have to bear the beast's wrath along with me."

With this in mind, Champion Tang stopped thinking too much and charged forward. Thanks to the power emanating from the legendary Pokémon under his feet, not many people dared to stop him.

Perhaps this Pokémon is an artificial legendary beast, not bound by the rules of this world, and does not produce a legendary beast field.

But Zhang Heng, who was far away in the academy, knew nothing about all this. He only remembered his father's instructions and only used the power of the Ideal Dragon to protect the South China region when it was absolutely necessary.

Zhang Heng arrived at the academy as usual. Today, the academy was several times busier than usual. The campus ranking competition had entered a fierce stage.

The fierce competition to advance to the top 200 out of the top 1500 made the entire campus boil.

The fully unlocked battle, various moves and mega evolutions were dazzling. Not only did all the teachers and students in the school come out in full force, but even the radio and satellite TV stations came to broadcast it.

Students from universities in Pengcheng and Yangcheng, Guangdong Province, also came to attend the event, and the campus was bustling with people. Banners were hung high, colorful flags fluttered, and cheers of encouragement echoed incessantly.

"Boom~"

As a huge Nidoking fell to the ground, Zhang Heng and Qixi Bluebird won another game.

Zhang Heng fought hard and finally reached the last game of the day.

It is not known whether it was an intentional arrangement or the schedule was just so dramatic, but Zhang Heng’s last match of the day was also the finale of the day. The winner would directly enter the competition for the remaining top 200, and it was attracting much attention.

Zhang Heng's outstanding performance in previous competitions has attracted countless people's attention, and everyone is looking forward to him creating miracles again.

Zhang Heng watched as the crowd grew larger and larger, and the match hadn't even begun. He couldn't help but feel annoyed and said, "I wonder who my opponent is?!"

Zhang Heng's opponent was Wang Xin, who had blocked Zhang Heng on the day of registration and told him to stay away from Yishu.

That day, he boasted that if he met Zhang Heng, he would beat him up and let Yishu know who was better.

Wang Xin regretted his provocation after watching Zhang Heng defeat Mu Yao with two moves, Swamp Leap Fish, on the first day of the competition. He couldn't last more than ten rounds against Mu Yao, and Zhang Heng was far superior to her.

Seeing Zhang Heng at this moment, he couldn't help but mutter indignantly, "With such strong abilities, he's really pretentious for not participating in the Freshman Ranking Tournament."

Zhang Heng was standing on the other side of the field. He didn't notice Wang Xin at all, let alone know what he was thinking. He didn't even look at him. He was just playing with the pen in his hand boredly, looking relaxed.

Wang Xin had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk onto the battle stage in area B.

At this moment, the Rotom referee drone flew to the center of the two men's battle arena, and an electronic mechanical voice rang out from it: "Now draw the battle format for this match."

The pointer on the light screen beside him spun wildly, and finally stopped steadily on the cursor of the 2v2 doubles match.

Rotom's mechanical voice sounded again: "This match is a 2v2 doubles match. Participants, please send out your Pokémon."

Zhang Heng finally looked his opponent in the eye. He felt familiar. After a moment's reflection, he smiled intriguingly, thinking, "So it's you. You blocked me at the rankings that day. Don't blame me then."

Zhang Heng slowly took out a Poké Ball from his waist. Wang Xin felt uncomfortable when he saw his smile.

He also raised two Poké Balls, and with a flash of white light, a monster with four arms and perfect muscle lines appeared in front of him. That was his trump card.

The other is a frog Pokémon - Frog, with dark blue skin, yellow pupils, white stripes around its chest, and poison sacs on its cheeks.

On Zhang Heng's side, a cry was heard from the field. The sound was melodious and crisp, making people feel relaxed and comfortable, but also making people feel the strong power of a dragon. It was the Qixi Bluebird.

The audience around was instantly in an uproar.

"Huh? What happened? He only sent out one Pokémon?"

"Yeah, isn't this a doubles match? Why did he only send out one Pokémon?"

"Also, the rules of the game are fair. Once the opponent sends out all of their Pokémon, they cannot be modified."

"That's right, which means he can only play with one Pokémon against the opponent's two."

"Even if Tanabata's Flying-type Pokémon can counter the two Fighting-type Pokémon on the opposing team, there's no need to go one against two like this. Young people are just brave."

Wang Xin felt from Zhang Heng's smile that Zhang Heng didn't regard him as an opponent at all, and a feeling of shame surged from the bottom of his heart.

He couldn't help but look at me with anger in his eyes, and said, "So arrogant, huh? Well, don't say I won unfairly in the end."

Zhang Heng still chuckled and shook his head, saying, "Oh, sorry, I forgot to send out the other one. You don't have to worry so much."

Rotom's voice came again: "The game begins."

Wang Xin didn't waste any time and gave the order immediately.

"Strange strength, splitting tiles!"

"Bad Frog, poison attack!"

After this period of hard training, the tacit understanding between Zhang Heng and Qixi Bluebird has reached perfection, reaching a level of telepathy.

At this moment, Zhang Heng didn't say a word, but just snapped his fingers lightly.

In an instant, the Qixi Bluebird understood what was meant, raised its head and cried loudly. A soft light emanated from its body, and fine cotton wool fell from its feathers.

As soon as these cotton balls came into contact with the air, they expanded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, they built a thick and fluffy defensive barrier in front of the Qixi Bluebird.

At the same time, the four muscular arms of the strange force were raised high, and with an indomitable momentum, he suddenly displayed the tile-splitting skill.

The bad frog jumped high, its two front paws wrapped in dark green poisonous light, and swooped down towards the Qixi Bluebird. Wherever the poison passed, the air seemed to be corroded with traces.

However, when this fierce attack touched the seemingly soft cotton wool, the force of the strange and powerful tile-breaking was dissipated and absorbed by the cotton wool layer by layer, and the fist wind gradually dissipated among the cotton wool.

The poisonous attack of the bad frog, the dark green poisonous light was easily swallowed by the cotton wool, and did not pose any threat to the Qixi Bluebird.

Zhang Heng looked at this scene, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and then he clapped his hands.

When the Qixi Bluebird received the order, its aura suddenly changed. It flapped its wings vigorously and, with the help of the powerful reaction force, rushed into the sky like an arrow.

As it rose, the feathers on its body fell off one after another, like white petals flying in the sky.

After reaching a certain height, the Qixi Bluebird suddenly turned around and flapped its wings again. The surging flying energy surged out and spread to the surroundings like a surging tide.

Under the pull of this energy, those flying feathers seemed to be endowed with a precise positioning system, and shot towards the strange force and the bad frog with a clear target.

"Awesome! It's the Feather Dance that reduces physical attack!"

Someone in the audience was the first to react and exclaimed in surprise. For a moment, the entire arena erupted in excitement, everyone's eyes fixed on the "storm" of feathers.

I saw Guai Li waving his strong arms, trying to resist the attack of feathers, but the feathers were too dense, and he was unable to defend himself.

The feathers continued to cover its body, and each touch seemed to drain some of its strength. Its muscles, once full of explosive power, now became sluggish and heavy. Its movements became slower and slower, and its strength gradually faded.

The bad frog was also in trouble. It jumped left and right, but the feathers followed it like a shadow. Many feathers covered its body, and its once nimble form became somewhat unsteady. Its front paws, which were good at using poison, now drooped weakly, and its yellow pupils were filled with panic and fear.

"Don't give up, Kairi! Let's use our Z-Moves together!"