Flamethrower, Ice Beam, Water Gun, Fire Punch, Ice Punch, Thunderbolt…
A variety of skills flew through the air, almost weaving a web among the crowd.
Trainers dodged around, observing their surroundings while giving commands. Some simply placed a large box on their Pokémon's back, using a camera inside to observe while commanding their Pokémon to attack. Others wore armor, though the designs were clearly outdated. The fact that armor from the Warcraft era could still be used spoke volumes about its exceptional quality.
However, such moments also highlighted the disparities among trainers. Some could command their Pokémon with ease while wearing armor on the battlefield. Others had to set up multiple layers of protection on their Pokémon.
Others commanded one Pokémon to fight while another guarded them.
Some even commanded three or four at once.
However, such individuals were still few and far between.
"Typhlosion! Flamethrower! Raichu! Iron Tail to block th attack!"
A middle-aged man in military attire commands his two Pokémon, fighting fiercely. Facing him are four Pokémon: Electabuzz, Gardevoir, Psyduck, and Nidoking. These four Pokémon are surrounding the man and his two Pokémon, but their attacks are ineffective.
These four Pokémon, with their considerable combat power, were trapped here, unable to achieve anything.
The four Pokémon on the opposite side were helpless, but the man was even more so.
He was well aware that among the team he led, there were few others with his level of strength.
Most trainers were passionate newcomers. They had strength, talent, and determination.
But what they lacked was the precious commodity of experience…
And experience was something that couldn't be taught; it could only be gained through trial and error. So sending them into battle wasn't exactly irresponsible.
But… seeing the grim, even deadly scenes on the battlefield, he could only let out a long sigh…
A group of children who have had little exposure to wild battles cannot truly integrate their limited experience and knowledge, even after a month or two of tutoring.
On the other side, seeing that he was in a tough fight, the young trainer who had finally defeated his opponent shouted at him: "Leader! Let me help you!"
The middle-aged soldier was momentarily dazed by the shout and was about to shout back that he didn't need his help.
But in that moment of irresponsible distraction, a wave of heat swept toward him from the front.
The middle-aged soldier's vision turned orange-red. That was the color of flames, and whether it would turn into the color of blood next was likely a certainty.
"Ugh~"
With a soft groan and the sound of wind cutting through the air, A cluster of red leaves, resembling autumn foliage, struck the flames hurtling toward the middle-aged soldier, extinguishing them completely. The cluster of leaves even knocked the ambushing Houndoom flying.
The chaotic little battlefield fell suddenly silent. All the creatures present turned their gaze toward the source of the Leaf Storm.
It was a proud Serperior standing tall, its striking features not only its size but also the unique patterns on its body, resembling flames in motion.
Mysterious, passionate, yet possessing the destructive power of flames.
Such a Pokémon, upon appearing, would immediately become the focal point of everyone's gaze, even on the battlefield.
As expected, in addition to the small battle zone here, the larger battle zones also noticed this Serperior, and the actions of all parties were delayed to varying degrees.
The Pokémon side's delay was more out of a sigh of "You were once a beauty, why did you become a thief?"
As for the human side...
"Holy crap, who's this big shot?"
A younger trainer with considerable wild battle experience, who was about to come to support his leader, couldn't help but exclaim.
After this exchange, everyone's gaze shifted unconsciously to the spot behind Serperior, where the trainer should have been.
The person who appeared there left the young trainer speechless—it was the young and beautiful Miss Whitley.
"Serperior, finish them off with Leaf Storm!"
Whitley calmly gave the order. Then, an even greater number of leaves condensed in front of Serperior. In a moment, before they could react, the Leaf Storm had already reached them with lightning speed, sending all the hostile Pokémon flying.
Everyone finally realized that this Pokémon wasn't just beautiful on the surface. Its strength was definitely among the top tier on this battlefield.
Whitley didn't waste any more time. Seeing that the situation here was mostly under control, she nodded to the middle-aged soldier—the leader who had been training them—and then clung to Serperior's body, rushing toward another area where the battle was urgent.
Whitley was now like a firefighter, rushing around the vast battlefield to provide assistance.
"Holy crap, is the rich miss this powerful?"
The young trainer felt a bit envious. He never imagined that Miss Whitley, whom he had assumed was here for show and lacked any real combat prowess, could be this skilled.
The middle-aged soldier fell silent for a moment before asking, "Do you know who the last person with the nickname 'Rich Miss' was?"
"Who?" the young trainer asked, looking confused.
"It was Miss Cynthia..."
The young trainer fell silent. He wanted to say something in response, but in the face of her raw power, all words felt hollow.
The middle-aged soldier patted his shoulder.
"Let's go. Other areas need our support too."
The young trainer Rope followed him forward.
The two were heading to a place that needed them more.
The battle had not yet ended...
Whitley, however, stopped in her tracks.
She noticed a large crowd gathered ahead, as if besieging something.
She knew that Jubilife City had no gym, so the defensive forces here could be described as weak.
As for herself, she was only an average Pokémon trainer, currently no match for a fully powered gym leader.
After all, Gym Leaders, as part of the League's elite forces, are quite powerful.
Of course, Whitley meant that without cheating.
But the current situation left her no choice but to cheat.
Because the scene before her... was a Weavile trampling over a dozen Pokémon that were attacking it...