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"Ninetales? Why Ninetales?"
"Using a team battle core for singles?"
"What is he doing? Has he given up on winning?"
"I guess there's no way to win with Mimikyu anyway, so why not try something unexpected?"
Roy's surprising Pokemon choice left everyone confused and puzzled.
The "Ice Field" tactics with Ninetales as the core had shined brilliantly in this competition, recognized as an unstoppable team battle system once fully established.
If the ice field construction could be completed, maybe it really could compete with Swampert in its current weakened state.
But this was singles—without teammates to buy time, how would Ninetales build the "Ice Field"?
Without the ice field, Ninetales wasn't outstanding in singles combat and hadn't even reached her racial limit. Her strengths lay in powerful psychic abilities that could precisely control ice fields, plus field control through ice slowing and freezing combined with mental manipulation.
In the competitor seating area, Elon looked puzzled: "What is Roy thinking?"
Brothers Philip and Patrick sighed, their faces showing no hope.
Anya gazed at the holy and beautiful Ice-type Ninetales, suddenly unable to bear watching the match.
Ice Ninetales was so beautiful—if Swampert landed a punch, it would be heartbreaking to watch.
Jaxon, who had been worried Roy still had hidden cards, finally relaxed.
This was normal.
If his own Swampert hadn't been fortunate enough to break through to professional level and surpass Stonecrest University's previous limits, this year's East China Division would have been completely dominated by Roy.
He was only a freshman... This talent and strength had overshadowed many so-called "geniuses" and shattered their confidence.
It was time to reach the limit.
"Were the Elite four this fierce when they debuted?" Jaxon thought wryly.
Honestly, even winning this match wouldn't bring any sense of accomplishment—it was just being a few years older... Jaxon suddenly understood the mood of those beaten by Roy who lost all confidence and called him the "Devil King."
On the field, the referee glanced at Roy with regret, then raised the signal flag professionally.
"Begin!"
The moment the call rang out, snowfall intensified from gentle flakes to full Hail-level intensity.
However, this simple snowfall ability was completely incomparable to the integrated ice field techniques. To Swampert, it was merely a slight body chill—a bit cold with no negative impact at all.
"Finish her, Swampert," Jaxon ordered decisively, fearing complications.
"High Horsepower!"
Following its trainer's command, Swampert again gathered earth energy and launched a terrifying charge.
Instantly, several conspicuous blue sparks jumped across Swampert's body.
This was...
"Paralysis condition?!" Jaxon showed astonishment, soon realizing the cause.
Static electricity!
Electabuzz's Static ability.
Swampert was Water/Ground-type with cells extremely resistant to electrical energy.
But now, ice and snow energy suppressed the earth energy in its cells, allowing the static electricity Electabuzz had injected into Swampert's body to take effect, producing a temporary paralyzed state.
Was it by chance?
Wrong!
Jaxon noticed Roy's calm expression showed no surprise at all. This static electricity appearance was completely within his plan?
But so what?
Swampert was only temporarily unable to move, not unable to defend. With this Ninetales' strength, could it break through the defense?
With a professional-level Pokemon's vitality, paralysis would last at most ten seconds before naturally lifting. Then the battle could easily end.
Jaxon remained calm.
Sensing the opponent's gaze, Roy's lips curved slightly, his tone cheerful:
"Don't you think you've already won?"
As his voice fell, brilliant aura light suddenly appeared around Roy, drawing everyone's attention. Under this light's cover, the crystalline stone on his right wrist fully activated, frantically absorbing Roy's entire strength. This power then poured outward, mobilizing the invisible natural energy hidden in the world.
"Electabuzz gave everything to attack Swampert, not hoping to win," Roy spoke as massive natural power poured into his Z-Ring.
"It was to preserve the hope of victory until this moment."
The natural power was transformed by the Z-Crystal, and dazzling purple light suddenly burst from Roy's body, intersecting with his aura. In this torrent of blue and purple intertwined energy, Roy's figure appeared extremely mysterious.
"It has fulfilled all victory conditions and handed the victory stage to its partner."
The energy torrent enveloping Roy's entire body swept toward Ninetales on the field and merged with her.
"We will never betray this determination."
Ninetales raised her slender head and let out a clear, high-pitched cry. She had never liked training, but had never wanted to win a battle so much.
Under everyone's shocked gaze, Ninetales' aura rose steadily, reaching levels comparable to Swampert at its peak in mere seconds—and still climbing upward.
"This is our entire heart, all our strength, all our soul!"
Suddenly, terrifying psychic pressure spread throughout the arena.
Locked onto by an invisible force, Swampert shuddered.
Jaxon's head throbbed as dizziness overwhelmed him. He couldn't understand what was happening. What kind of power could make a Pokemon that hadn't even reached its racial limit burst with aura comparable to professional level?!
Seeing Swampert in paralyzed condition unable to move, Jaxon could only shout loudly:
"Protect!"
"As long as you use Protect, we'll win!"
Along with his shouts, Roy's calm and powerful voice rang out.
"Shattered Psyche."
Purple energy exploded from Ninetales, sweeping the entire venue and transforming it into a purple psychic space.
CRACK! CRACK!
Spider web-like cracks kept appearing on the spatial mirror. In an instant, the entire space resembled a mirror covered in countless fractures ready to shatter at any moment.
CLANG!
The mirror shattered.
Berserk psychic energy swarmed toward Swampert. The so-called Protect was like paper, penetrated instantly. Z-power squeezed into its body and spirit, bestowing ultimate agony upon Swampert.
"AAAAHHHHH!"
Swampert uttered the most painful wail of its life. Its eyes turned red, face contorted, hands clutching its head as it repeatedly slammed its skull against the ground, trying to knock itself unconscious.
Finally, Swampert collapsed to the ground on all fours, getting its wish and losing consciousness.
It had no new physical injuries, but its eyes were completely unfocused and vacant. White foam spilled from its mouth while limbs twitched occasionally. Seeing this scene, no one doubted it had truly experienced hellish torment.
Jaxon stared blankly at everything, instinctively taking a step backward.
Pure terror.
"What... what was that?!" In the VIP section, two Elites and a former Champion were all shocked, unable to understand what had occurred.
As top trainers, they knew better than anyone the gap between professional and non-professional Pokemon.
Electabuzz's earlier performance was amazing enough. They had been satisfied with Roy's showing today, feeling they'd truly spotted talent. Given time, Jaxon would be nothing.
However, when Roy actually defeated Jaxon, what they felt was more than surprise.
It was astonishment.
What kind of power could enable a Pokemon that hadn't even reached its racial limit to instantly defeat a professional-level Pokemon that had broken through racial barriers?
This power was too contrary to common sense.
Power sufficient for non-professional Pokemon to defeat professional-level ones had never appeared before!
What if this power could be mastered by Elites and Champions?
Could Elites beat Champions?
Could even Champions...
Undoubtedly, if this power could be popularized, it would completely change the entire world structure.
Lander muttered to himself: "He who holds light in his hand, Ho-Oh... is this power what you call 'light'?"
In the audience, students in the Capital University support section were stunned.
The popcorn bucket in Axel's hands had fallen to the floor, kernels scattered everywhere, but he didn't notice. Taking a deep breath, he reached out to the equally dazed Callan beside him and pinched the flesh around his waist.
Callan gasped with a distorted expression and angrily slapped his hand away. "What are you doing?"
Axel nodded with relief: "I felt pain, so I'm not dreaming..."
Callan: "???"
Cade's scalp tingled. As a psychic, he could feel that force's horror more clearly than any human.
It definitely wasn't purely psychic... some kind of higher-level energy was mixed within it.
What exactly was that power?
"Shattered Psyche..."
Cade remembered this name deeply. Not just him—tens of millions following the competition nationwide all deeply remembered this name.
Defeating a professional Pokemon at non-professional level.
Even the strongest techniques of Champion trainers couldn't accomplish such a thing.
This was the strongest move that had opened up Trainer history—unprecedented and never before seen.
Looking at Roy, who was slightly lowering his cap brim while breathing somewhat rapidly, besides admiration, what everyone wanted to know was...
Could this move be taught to others?