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

"that……?!"

As soon as Zhang Heng finished asking his question, Old Master Mo's calm voice rang out from the side, clearing up his doubts.

"Don't be nervous, that's Emboar, the Pokémon of Li Guanjun's second team."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Heng understood. When he looked at the imposing Pokémon again, his gaze was now filled with scrutiny and assessment.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the unique system panel in his consciousness quietly unfolded:

Pokémon Name: Emboar

[Attributes: Fire, Fighting]

Titanium Quartz Attribute: Fire

[Characteristic: Fierce Fire]

[Rank: 79 (Near-Champion Level)]

[Qualification: Near Master Level]

"They're actually the top three families with near-master level talent!"

Zhang Heng's eyes narrowed slightly, his heart filled with shock. This Yanwu King truly lived up to his reputation as a member of the champion's team; even though he was currently only in the "second team," his potential far exceeded that of ordinary people.

The term "second team" does not refer to a lack of strength, but rather to the level of integration with the trainer, tactical positioning, or the fact that the current level has not yet reached the standard of an absolute core main force.

However, possessing near-master-level talent means that, given enough time and resources, this Flame King could definitely become another powerful trump card in Li Guanjun's hands and join the ranks of the top teams!

Zhang Heng's thoughts drifted far away as he thought, "The Flame King with its Fire/Fighting power, and my father's Carnival Duck that hasn't evolved into Water/Fighting yet, the battles to come are going to be very exciting."

Just as Zhang Heng was checking the information, Yanwu King in the arena had already begun its work.

Its thick, black right arm rose again, and a surge of powerful fighting-type energy rapidly gathered.

This time, the energy was no longer diffused, but highly compressed and shaped, condensed at the edge of the arm, making it seem as if it had been transformed into an indestructible energy battle axe, with its edges gleaming with a heart-stopping sharpness!

Fighting-type move - Brick Break!

With a deep exhale, Yanwu King's eyes flashed, and his right arm, imbued with the Brick-Splitting skill, cleaved like a battle axe, tearing through the air with a sharp whistling sound, and slammed into the dark silver divine beast arm!

“Keng——!!”

A deafening, metallic clang, far surpassing the previous cutting sound, erupted! Sparks exploded like fireworks!

Even divine beast metal was slashed with a clear dent by Yanwu Wang's powerful and heavy tile-splitting skill, which is specifically designed to break through hard barriers!

However, this is far from enough to divide it.

The moment Yanwu King raised his arm, the two duck-billed fire beasts that were already prepared immediately raised their nozzle-like hands!

"boom--!!"

Two extremely condensed jets of flame, so hot that even Zhang Heng felt his face burning from afar, were like two roaring fire dragons, precisely covering the dent that Yan Wu Wang had just slashed and the surrounding area!

The blazing flames continued to burn, and the dark silver divine beast metal began to turn red and shine at a visible speed.

Like an iron billet thrown into a steel furnace, it emitted astonishing heat. A peculiar odor, a mixture of high temperature and ozone, filled the air.

"just…"

After burning for about ten seconds, with a low growl from the Flame King, the two duck-billed fire beasts simultaneously stopped spewing flames.

Just as the flames disappeared, Yanwu King's second tile-splitting attack crashed down with even greater force!

"Keng!!"

This time, the sound carried a strange, creaking sound, as if the internal structure of metal was groaning.

The divine beast metal, which had been heated to a bright red, had noticeably decreased in hardness, causing the damage from the tile-breaking skill to be even deeper, with the dent almost turning into a crack!

Immediately afterwards, the Magmortar's flamethrower followed up again, providing a second round of heating... and then Emboar's third Brick Break came down!

This process is repeated over and over: heating, forging, reheating, and forging again...

This perfectly coordinated teamwork, this powerful and rhythmic work, inexplicably reminded Zhang Heng of the folk scene of "making rice cakes".

However, what's being pounded here isn't the pliable rice cake, but the indestructible divine beast metal; and what's responsible for "pounding" isn't a wooden mallet, but the Yanwu King's tile-splitting technique, which contains the essence of combat.

The two duck-billed fire beasts, whose control over the flames was exquisite, were responsible for "adjusting the heat" and "flipping the food."

The three of them seem to form a highly efficient and refined production line, confronting and transforming the remains of the mythical beast in a primitive yet powerfully aesthetic way.

Under this repeated "forging," the thick divine beast arm was finally evenly divided into four large metal blocks that still emitted a dark red light and were relatively regular in shape.

The high temperature made them look like four huge steel ingots just taken out of the furnace, lying quietly on the platform, radiating scorching heat.

"Now!" Old Mo shouted, a Poké Ball already in his hand.

A flash of white light, and a Blastoise with a huge shell on its back and two thick cannons extending from the shell made a steady appearance.

"Kame—!"

Blastoise let out a low growl, and simultaneously adjusted the angle of the two cannons on its back and the water gun in its mouth, shooting out three condensed but not violent water jets that accurately covered the four red-hot metal blocks!

"laugh------!!!"

A huge cloud of white steam rose up instantly, spreading out like a mushroom cloud and covering half of the platform.

The piercing quenching sound lasted for several seconds.

As the steam slowly dissipated, what appeared before everyone's eyes were four metal blocks that had cooled down.

They are no longer dark red, but have returned to their original dark silver color, but their surface seems to have become more restrained and profound.

A barely perceptible aura of energy flowed faintly, as if its internal structure had been further activated or purified after this "forging and tempering".

However, upon closer inspection, one of the metal blocks appears to have developed an extremely fine, almost invisible crack on its edge when it collided with the platform, and its internal energy aura is also slightly dim, suggesting that its quality is slightly inferior.

Old Mo strode forward, put on his specially made heat-resistant gloves, and carefully inspected the metal pieces. He then pushed aside three of the good-quality pieces and temporarily set aside the slightly flawed one.

"Three intact pieces of divine beast metal are enough."

At this moment, Elder Mo turned his gaze to Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng understood, nodded, stepped forward, and took out the two Poké Balls containing the Pokémon he had carefully selected.

"Bang~bang~"

As two soft white lights flashed, the Knight Snail and Iron Ant, whose aptitude had reached the Heavenly King level, appeared on the platform.

They seemed to have known their mission in some way long ago; there was no fear in their eyes, only a calm and firm determination.

The two Pokémon each walked to a intact piece of legendary Pokémon metal.

The knight snail cleverly carries the metal block on its back using its shell-covered body; the iron ant uses its strong mouthparts and a specially designed small bracket to firmly fix the metal block to its back.

They regard this divine beast metal as a "carrying tool" and are prepared to shoulder the important task of this cross-regional teleportation.

Zhang Heng then returned them to their Poké Balls. Meanwhile, Old Mo had finished setting up the silver-white teleportation device, its complex indicator lights flashing rhythmically.

"Have you communicated with the person on the other end?"

Without turning his head, Old Mo asked, his fingers flying across the control terminal.

"It's already been arranged."

Zhang Heng responded, walked to the teleportation device, and carefully placed the two Poké Balls containing the Knight Snail and the Iron Ant into the designated slots.

Then, using the device's built-in communication function, he dialed his grandfather's number.

After a brief pause, the communication screen lit up.

However, what appeared on the screen was not the kind face of Grandpa Zhang, but two faces that Zhang Heng was extremely familiar with, which warmed his heart at this moment—his elegant and beautiful Milotic, and his shiny Gastly that always had a mischievous smile!

"Hehe!" Gastly stuck out its tongue playfully, its transparent gaseous body wriggling as it expressed its joy at seeing its trainer.

"Woo... No!" Milotic let out a long and gentle cry, its long neck gracefully curving, its jewel-like eyes filled with concern and longing.

Since the South China Sea Battle Stage Champion was seriously injured and on the verge of death, Zhang Heng's Milotic and Gastly have remained there as members of the special medical team.

Their unique aquatic life energy and Ghost's superb surgical skills maintained Duan Guanjun's vital signs.

They were unable to follow Zhang Heng to Huahai. Now, seeing their trainer safe and sound, their joy was palpable.

When Zhang Heng saw his two long-lost companions, a warm smile involuntarily appeared on his face, and the weariness in his heart seemed to be dispelled.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. We'll see each other soon," he reassured softly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Old Master Zhang's figure appeared behind the communication screen.

The old man's face remained kind, but there was an undisguised anxiety between his brows. Clearly, Tang Guanjun's Genosect injury had reached a critical point.

"Grandpa, I've finished preparing here," Zhang Heng reported immediately.

Grandpa Zhang nodded, his tone steady and swift: "Alright! Start the teleportation device in thirty seconds! I've also finished debugging on my end."

After saying that, he took out two Poké Balls—Zhang Heng's Milotic's Heal Ball and Haunter's Dark Ball.

Two red lights flashed, returning Milotic and Gastly, who were still expressing their longing for the screen, back into the ball, and then placing them in the corresponding slots of the teleportation device in the South China region.

The old man turned around and nodded to the researcher waiting behind him, who immediately began to operate with full concentration.

East China and South China are thousands of miles apart, but two teleportation devices that transcend space are about to be activated simultaneously!

This was the first time Zhang Heng had witnessed the Pokémon teleportation process in real life, and he couldn't help but hold his breath, filled with curiosity.

The two Poké Balls containing the Knight Snail and the Iron Ant in the teleportation device in front of him began to vibrate slightly, their surfaces emitting a soft, increasingly bright white light.

The light seemed to possess a peculiar attraction, making the Poké Ball itself appear somewhat ethereal.

As the device reached its peak operation, the two balls of white light flashed suddenly, as if drawn away by an invisible force.

In an instant, it transformed into two thin streams of current composed of data flow, which disappeared into the complex energy channels inside the device!

At the same time, Zhang Heng could feel that the device was emitting a low, steady hum.

After about ten seconds, the light on the device surface gradually dimmed and subsided, and the operation indicator light returned to normal.

Zhang Heng eagerly looked into the groove—inside were no longer the two Poké Balls from the research institute, but the Heal Ball and Dark Ball that he knew so well and that belonged to him!

Transmission successful!

"Boom...bang..."

Without any hesitation, Zhang Heng immediately pressed the button, and two beams of white light shot out from the Poké Ball.

The elegant and slender Milotic reappeared, its iridescent scales seemingly even more magnificent than before, its body brimming with abundant life energy, clearly having received excellent care and nurturing from its grandfather.

As soon as it appeared, it let out an urgent cry, and its slender body immediately wrapped around Zhang Heng, gently rubbing its cool, smooth scales against Zhang Heng's cheeks and arms, expressing the intimacy and worry of being regained.

A warm feeling welled up in Zhang Heng's heart. He reached out and gently stroked Milotic's smooth neck, saying softly, "It's alright, it's alright. See, I'm perfectly fine, aren't I?"

As Zhang Heng tried to calm Milotic, he felt something was off. The usually most active Gastly, who should have been chattering and causing all the mischief, was unusually quiet.

He shifted his gaze to where Gastly had appeared.

The Gastly, which was entirely blue and shimmered with strange starlight, did not fly around erratically as usual, nor did it make any funny faces.

It simply hovered silently in mid-air, its large white eyes seemingly filled with some kind of... bewilderment? helplessness? or even a hint of... pain?

Its gaseous body did not roll steadily as usual, but instead exhibited a subtle, unnatural fluctuation.

"Ghost?"

Zhang Heng called out tentatively, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart.

The moment he finished speaking——

A sudden change occurred!

Gastly's body suddenly emitted a faint but clearly visible white light!