Ditto doesn't move

The surging black tide instantly filled the center of the image.

Whether they're from Kanto or Johto, whether they're from Hoenn or Sinnoh...

The audience watching this exhibition match chose to remain silent at this moment of global attention.

In the footage, there was no sign of things getting out of control, but the frenzied roars were even more intense than if they were out of control, like the tide itself formed by the herd of beasts, with wave after wave of sound.

"Meow! I don't want to hear it! I don't want to hear it!"

As if it had heard something even more terrifying than Mimikyu seeing Pikachu, Meowth covered its ears and looked at the producer:

"It's a riot! A riot even more terrible than the giant jellyfish attack on the port!"

"Mr. Xia Ming, this has become an accident. Perhaps we should end the live broadcast? We're also on site from our studio."

The emperor, however, curled the corners of his mouth into a smile:

"Broadcast it! Why aren't you broadcasting it?"

"Don't be afraid, that's a specialty of Alola, a Totem Pokémon."

"It seems like wild Pokémon are challenging the island's king in this competition. Look, Mr. Hala hasn't backed down an inch."

"This is perfectly normal."

Is it really normal for durian to be like this?

Meow Meow glanced at the other humans who seemed to have been persuaded by Mr. Xia Ming, and suddenly trembled a little.

The voices of the many Pokémon beside its ears were repeating the same word:

kill!

P.S.: Let me check if it's okay.

And how many sensitive words will appear in this chapter?

Volume Two: The Grand League Chapter 98 Your Opponent is Me

The beasts rioted, and the Black Tide overturned.

The energetic music couldn't mask the somber atmosphere at the scene.

Running forward on the frozen sea, rocks will automatically emerge from beneath your feet, sounds will transform into tangible musical notes, and flames will form a passageway leading to the venue.

Hala, the king of the islands, was like a man surrounded by an overwhelming army.

The empty seats seemed to confirm why no audience members had been invited in advance.

The beast horde has already taken over this land.

The stands were already packed.

The first fifteen Pokémon leaped into the center of the tournament stage, which was originally set up for the champion's award ceremony.

Each one exuded a terrifying aura, and each one was filled with the demeanor of a powerful being.

The five standing at the front were like demons, and the air around them seemed to be distorted by their fighting spirit.

Upon seeing the familiar figures among the five Pokémon, Hala opened her eyes wide in surprise, and her tied-up hair seemed unable to withstand the impact of such a powerful aura, falling loose and fluttering in the wind.

Oh it's you.

"Quack (Old man, your opponent is me.)"

"Meow, old man, your opponent is me."

Compared to the other four Heavenly Kings, the Politoed Frog, whose fighting spirit was as fierce as a demon god, jumped to the position that should have been Hara's opponent.

Even though there should only be the call of the mosquito coil frog, another sound was repeatedly transmitted in.

Seeing the seemingly riotous Pokémon obediently staying in the audience seats, Meowth boldly took on the responsibility of explaining why it had been invited to be the commentator, translating the Pokémon's words.

There's no need to say anything more, nor is there any need to understand the current situation.

At the moment their eyes met, only one thought remained.

war!

He reached directly for the last of the six Poké Balls at his waist, the very first Pokémon representing his full power as an Elite Four member.

Come forth, Iron Palm Warrior! Prepare for battle!

The taciturn strongman, like a silent old man, had long passed the age of curiosity about the outside world, indifferent to everything happening around him, his eyes fixed on his opponent.

call out!

Only the nearby Heavenly Kings could hear a dull, slicing sound.

The King of Shiba, thousands of miles away in Kanto, subconsciously crushed the dumbbell in his hand into powder, his face almost touching the screen, his big eyes staring intently at the television screen.

Wow! So fast!

What just happened?

Hala, who was in the arena, was also pondering this question.

A strange, dark blue light flashed in his field of vision, and then the opponent seemed to have crossed a hundred-meter-long field and appeared directly in front of the Iron Palm Warrior!

In everyone's memory, the mosquito coil frog, who is used to clenching his hands into a fist shape, slowly pulled out his blood-stained hand knife from those big hands that are stronger than steel and harder than diamonds.

The Iron Palm Warrior instinctively blocked with his iron palm, but it was directly pierced by this intimidating blow!

"Grab him! Use your inner energy fist!"

The island king, his hair and beard bristling, seized a fleeting moment of inspiration and immediately roared.

As if he felt no pain, the Iron Palm Warrior silently charged forward. His surging fighting spirit contracted as if he had just taken a deep breath, and then condensed into an absolutely domineering punch that slammed into his opponent's body.

守住

Despite having no trainer's guidance, Poliwag seemed to sense the terrifying power of the punch, and white energy immediately appeared around its body.

This energy barrier acted as if it were coated with oil, causing the Iron Palm Warrior's fist to slide to the side and slam into the ground.

A huge, cracked pit, a meter deep, immediately appeared beneath its fist.

At the same time, the lingering energy waves, which had not yet completely dissipated, surged towards the edge of the arena like an earth dragon turning over, until they were stopped by the members of the Creation Beast Team using the same move.

Taking advantage of the moment of stiffness, the mosquito coil frog also withdrew its hand, took a slight step back, and broke free from its restraints.

"His strength, speed, and awareness are all at the peak of the dojo. Although he is very strong, he is still no match for my Iron Palm Warrior."

After just one exchange, Hala had completely seen through his opponent's true intentions.

But, even though you know that the other party's basic stats are weaker than your own Pokémon, what is this deep-seated unease?

Was it because of that elusive and mysterious attack?

"Fight back quickly!"

Seemingly afraid that saying even one more word might cause the Iron Palm Warrior to misunderstand his meaning, the Island King only called out the name of the move.

The trainer, as if possessing an external brain, immediately prepared a strategy for his Pokémon to counter the opponent's moves.

Unfortunately, the so-called prototype of a divine skill is not the pre-emptive move that trainers commonly understand.

The quick counterattack failed, and Iron Palm Warrior suffered another penetrating wound.

"It's a transformation."

Since a commentary booth has been specially prepared, and since this battle is to be shown to the world, how can we do justice to the two warriors on the field if we only let people see some grand scenes and special effects in a confused manner?

Xia Ming, the Martial God, explained to the screen full of question marks:

"Why does water turn into ice? Because heat is drawn away. This is the essence of ice-attribute energy: plunder."

"By understanding the principles of freezing through the Frozen Fist and the inclusiveness and controllability of water through water jets, and by continuously researching and studying techniques such as water flow loops and freeze-drying, a rudimentary cycle of plunder-acceleration-plunder gradually formed."

"If I had to describe it, it would be like the engine that turns into ice water as the escaping frozen air and moisture, propelling its every move."

"As for minor details such as instantly turning water into ice when moving or attacking, and squeezing out all the energy from the sprayed water into ice mist, they are irrelevant."

Therefore, Ice Wrist is not a priority skill, but rather "I am absorbing energy, and you are losing energy".

This is the amazing skill that has allowed the mosquito coil frog to take shape.

If you are not good at ice-attribute energy, you cannot absorb energy; if you are not good at water-attribute energy, you cannot integrate the absorbed energy.

Establishing a cycle between the two is even more difficult.

Even the Poliwag can only maintain the circulation between its two arms, which are the most familiar with the energy attribute, and cannot cover its entire body, hence the name Ice Arm Flow.

As for the questions raised in the comments, such as "Is it really okay to just state the principles behind the moves like that?"

It's okay. Even if everyone understands the principle, they should be able to do it with a little effort (laughs).

Although he didn't get to hear the Emperor personally explain the principles of the divine technique, the battle-hardened King Hara had already sensed that something was wrong.

That's how it is with Fighting Pokémon; unless they are exceptionally talented, there are very few Fighting Pokémon that excel in speed.

Faced with that ethereal, dark blue attack, the Iron Palm Warrior's specialty was to stay put and launch a counterattack the instant the opponent attacked him.

Anyway, that kind of penetrating attack wasn't very strong, and the Iron Palm Warrior, who was already used to being bombarded by the violent attacks of the Heavenly King level, could endure it for a while longer.

But when did the air get so cold?

Almost instinctively, as soon as Hara sensed something was wrong, she immediately issued a new command:

"Fire Fist!"

P.S.: Don't delve too deeply into the details. Just ask; the energy rules are different.

It must have been an alpaca!

P.S.: I can't post this, the content was swallowed, and the backend is blank. Typical cat maintenance. No updates today, everyone save it for tomorrow.

Volume 2, Grand Alliance Chapter: Chapter 99 Xiaochun, are you watching?

Pong!

Flames leaped from the Iron Palm Warrior's palms, and the collision of the hot and cold currents created a faint white mist.

"I see."

Hara, who was worried about the accident and failed to see the full picture of his opponent in the last battle, finally understood something the moment he saw the mist.

That new move, which I'd never seen before, the move that once defeated three of my Pokémon in one go, now has an environmental impact similar to a weather move.

Although he had never been exposed to entirely new combat concepts, the King had his own understanding of tactical systems.

Is it similar to the continuous stamina depletion effect during snowy weather?

Not only that, it also seems to have a slowing effect.

So, does the other party possess some kind of characteristic or effect that doubles its speed in snowy weather?

No, the Iron Palm Warrior's touch told me that what made my opponent stronger wasn't just speed.

Rather than a single ability boost, it's more like being so lucky that every use of [Primal Power] triggers an overall ability boost.

What's even more frightening is that any of the effects that cause chaos and confusion seem to be derived from the same move.

Who on earth came up with this?

It's a real pity I didn't study weather tactics, nor did I have Iron Palm Warrior research weather-related moves, but...

That's enough for you!

"Iron Palm Warrior, unleash a full-force vacuum wave attack!"

Just as Pokémon fans couldn't understand why Fire Punch was chosen to fight Poliwag, a Water-type Poliwag, they also couldn't understand the significance of Iron Fist choosing Vacuum Wave, a special move.

Until, in the next instant...

Despite being relentlessly beaten and at a disadvantage, the Iron Palm Warrior seemed to be ignited with a fighting spirit that twisted the air like a mosquito coil frog.

In an instant, countless fists radiating fighting spirit gathered like splashes of water into a giant wave tens of meters high, engulfing the entire battlefield.

The Pokédex once described it as having four arms and the strength to deliver 1000 punches in 2 seconds, leading some to suspect that Professor Oak might have just randomly filled in the Pokédex entries.

But if he is a champion-level trainer making such a comment about his Pokémon, which has been honed to the champion level, is such monstrous strength capable of doing such a thing?

The answer is: