Chapter 63: Next Up
Garchomp, making its appearance, roared to the sky and chose to charge directly at the Bronzong before it!
Watching Garchomp's astonishing momentum, Wusong felt as if his breathing had stopped.
Stimulated by this intense sense of crisis, Wusong shouted loudly to Bronzong, “Unleash both walls with full power!”
Even Wusong himself emitted a light blue glow, imbuing the two walls with his Psychic power.
At this moment, Wusong used his full strength, which is a common combat method for Psychics commanding Psychic Pokémon.
Adhesive.
In the eyes of ordinary people, Psychics are almost always chosen ones.
They can Master Teleport, telepathy, and those who are incredibly strong can even casually turn people into small dolls, practically Pokémon in human skin.
But the most common combat method for Psychics is to merge their Psychic power with their Pokémon's Psychic power, thereby complementing each other and amplifying their combat strength.
After all, human-shaped Pokémon with Psychic abilities surpassing those of actual Pokémon are extremely rare, with only a handful in the entire world.
Although Wusong also possessed Psychic power, his was only considered average.
He could only help his Bronzong execute skill combinations.
For example, by combining Reflect and Light Screen, Wusong's Psychic modulation created a more effective defensive barrier.
“You can do it, you definitely can!” Wusong encouraged himself.
“Even against a Master Garchomp, my Bronzong, enhanced by my Psychic power, will surely be able to hold Garchomp back.”
The next second, Garchomp charged forward with lightning speed, the whistling wind seemingly taking form.
Wusong’s gaze pierced through Garchomp, focusing on Zhu Lan.
As a Psychic, he could clearly feel the iron will emanating from Zhu Lan’s eyes.
And this will seemed to resonate with Garchomp.
Pokémon are not enslaved by Trainers; Pokémon themselves are an extension of the Trainer’s will.
Wusong recalled his father’s words of wisdom, and in that instant, he felt as if Zhu Lan’s figure overlapped with Garchomp.
Garchomp, carrying Zhu Lan’s fighting spirit, charged forward fearlessly towards Bronzong.
Garchomp’s sharp claws shattered the defensive barrier he had placed so much hope in, as if breaking through bamboo.
Garchomp rushed in front of Bronzong and directly slammed Bronzong to the ground.
In the face of Dragon Power, unless a Pokémon possesses the ability Huge Power, very few Pokémon are qualified to compete in strength.
Although Bronzong is quite heavy, when it encountered Garchomp, it could only be pinned to the ground.
An Earthquake was unleashed from Garchomp’s hand.
In an instant, a huge crater appeared on the ground where Bronzong was, and Bronzong, at the very center, took the direct hit.
Even though Bronzong is known for its defense, facing such a Garchomp, it couldn't even struggle.
At this point, Bronzong lay on the ground, having lost its ability to fight, its eyes dazed and swirling.
Garchomp quickly stepped forward, coming before Wusong.
Even though Wusong still held Superior Pokémon in his hand, facing this Garchomp that was steadily approaching, he found his hand so heavy, so heavy that he felt he couldn't lift it.
At this moment, Wusong felt an awe-inspiring aura emanating from Garchomp, making one dare not oppose it.
At least, Wusong’s feeling was not wrong at this moment, because Garchomp indeed had Zhu Lan’s Dragon Power.
Facing this majestic power, like that of a sovereign, even Wusong, a Psychic, would be completely suppressed.
At this point, Garchomp’s Dragon Claw was at Wusong’s throat, but it did not attack.
Wusong, with great self-awareness, swallowed the big words he had once spoken, leaving only, “I…I surrender.”
“Next!” Zhu Lan repeated the same words, as if she were a female War Goddess looking down upon all living beings.
At this moment, no one dared to step onto the stage to fight anymore.
Fighting against Superior Pokémon, one could still rely on a war of attrition to deplete their stamina.
But the gap between Master Pokémon and official-level Pokémon was simply too vast!
So vast that it even made ordinary students lose their will to fight. Could the remaining two hundred-plus people really defeat the woman before them?
They truly doubted it.
“You all have such strong Pokémon, why are you still competing with us for such meager resources!”
“If I were born into a prominent family, I could also have such strong Pokémon. What are you shamelessly showing off!”
“It’s unfair, this is unfair, why should I fight a Master Trainer, why should I hand over resources.”
…
At this moment, looking at Zhu Lan’s Garchomp, this group of Trainers seemed to have their spines broken and began to condemn her.
Zhu Lan frowned in cold defiance, only saying calmly and stubbornly, “Next!”
Garchomp roared even more fiercely at the yapping, barking new students.
At this moment, it wasn't just these students who were surprised, but also the principals of various schools accompanying Sha Miao.
“A Master, she's actually a Master Trainer!” At this moment, their eyes turned red.
A thirteen-year-old Master Trainer, if not unique, was absolutely a peerless genius, a definite future Elite Trainer.
However, facing the condemnation of the incoming new students, the principals and teachers were also somewhat dumbfounded.
They looked at Sha Miao, hoping he could use this opportunity to stop Zhu Lan from continuing to win.
Because Zhu Lan, with her Master Pokémon, could truly continue to sweep through them, and these thirteen-year-old students really couldn't resist.
For thirteen-year-old Trainers, being able to train a Pokémon to the Apprentice Trainer level is the admission standard.
Training a Pokémon to the official Trainer level means they can receive special attention.
Training a Pokémon to the Superior level means they are future Elite candidates.
And now, a thirteen-year-old Master Trainer has appeared.
More importantly, even if these students managed to defeat Zhu Lan, after defeating Zhu Lan, there was still another Trainer in the Elite Class.
Even if he didn't have Zhu Lan's strength, to overwhelm him, it would probably take at least two hundred new students.
“Sha Miao, what…what should we do!”
Facing this dilemma, these principals and teachers immediately looked towards Sha Miao.
Because the current situation was very tricky, and the entire scene was even a bit chaotic!
“How about we let the Elite Class students voluntarily give up, otherwise the impact would be too great?” Wutong hesitated for a moment and spoke.
And Wutong’s suggestion was echoed by the vast majority of principals, especially those from the seventeen departments.
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“Rules are rules!” Sha Miao snorted coldly and said, “Do you still remember my original intention for founding Qiefeng Academy!”
“To…give young people a chance to make mistakes!” Professor Rowan, next to Sha Miao, spoke up.
“If that’s the case, then they should be responsible for their own actions!”
Sha Miao said, “The students of the Elite Class have the determination to seize all their resources.
Then what about them?
Do they have the determination to Protect their own resources!
Or are they waiting for us outsiders to step in and save the resources that originally belonged to them.
If they don't even have the determination to Protect their own things, do they still expect them to support the future of Sinnoh!”
“But that’s a Master Pokémon!” At this moment, a principal said with a hint of unwillingness.
Facing the principal’s question, Sha Miao ignored it, instead walking into the arena and shouting loudly.
The sound was like a giant thunderclap exploding throughout the arena, making everyone dizzy and disoriented.
“Is this old man also a super-powered individual?” Chenxi looked at Sha Miao, her eyes wide with astonishment.
It felt like in this world, if you didn’t have some extraordinary power, you simply couldn’t survive in this Pokémon world.
However, thinking of Team Rockets’ immortality and Ash’s legendary Pokémon encounters, this world truly is a world of super-powered individuals.
At this moment, under Sha Miao’s loud shout, everyone dared not make any more noise.
Sha Miao snorted coldly and swept his gaze across the new students, saying, “New students, continue to send people to participate in the arena challenge, otherwise the new student challenge will end today, and all initial public resources for all new students this semester will belong to the Elite Class!”
“Principal, this is unfair!” “Principal, no!” “A conspiracy, there’s a conspiracy here!” …
Sha Miao looked at the group of people and continued, “The initial public resources allocated to each of you, neither much nor little, will not have an absolute impact on your Pokémon training.
And you cannot accept these resources, which originally belonged to you, falling entirely to one class, or even one person.
But why, when it was proposed that if the Elite Class failed to defeat 100 people, their resources would be distributed to you, did you not say it was unfair!
Is it because the Elite Class only has six people, and they cannot openly object with barbaric acts like a mob, as you are doing now?
Or are you saying that you believe the school will compromise with you for the sake of so-called public outrage!
It will not!
Any Elite Trainer would give the same answer as me!
Because you are not qualified; you don’t even have the determination to Protect your own things, so why should others decide for you!
The Elite Class, from the very beginning, declared their intention to acquire all your resources.
They had clear goals, brilliant tactics, and displayed their strength when it was most needed.
But what about you?
Has anyone truly taken this matter to heart, or did you just treat it as a joke.
And the truth is, you don’t even have the courage to face the facts; you are the joke!
I am truly pleased with the actions of the Elite Class, because someone is actually willing to try the rules I set down.
And not be constrained by the fear of gossip, hesitant and afraid to move forward.
Although such actions may still be far from changing Sinnoh, at least I see hope in the new students.
Now, the challenge continues.”
Sha Miao’s words, like a thunderclap, poured into everyone’s ears, with a hint of disappointment in his rebuke!
At this moment, let alone the newly admitted students, even the older students and teachers who were watching the battle at Qiefeng Academy bowed their heads with a hint of shame, not daring to say another word.
“I’ll challenge you!”
Finally, in the silence, another new student stepped forward, came before Zhu Lan, summoned his Pokémon to face her, and launched the first attack.
Seeing this, Sha Miao showed a relieved smile.
To be honest, whether the students won or lost was not important.
For the school, the new students’ initial public resources were nothing; at most, they could just provide another sum.
But if these new students lacked the vigor to strive for progress, the courage to make mistakes, and the perseverance to climb to greater heights.
Then how could their lifeless selves support the tomorrow of Sinnoh.
Chenxi didn’t expect Sha Miao to say such words.
But it must be said that the Trainers who came onto the stage next became even more formidable.
This formidable nature wasn't about how much stronger these Trainers’ Pokémon had become.
Rather, they were full of fighting spirit, and this fighting spirit was conveyed to their Pokémon.
For true Trainers, Pokémon are an extension of their will.
Pokémon, as creatures, can clearly sense their Trainer’s will, and at this moment, under this fervent will, these Pokémon became even more formidable.
But still, the saying goes, if will alone were enough, what would be the need for strength.
This level of will could only allow these ordinary Trainers to perform at one hundred percent of their ability.
Then they were severely beaten by Zhu Lan’s Roserade and Garchomp, making them understand the absolute gap in strength between them!
Facing Zhu Lan, this group of people was like a swarm of fireflies crashing into an iceberg; after a few flutters, they froze to death.
At this moment, the only one who could truly bring Zhu Lan down was Zhu Lan herself.
Because, unknowingly, she had already endured for a full twenty-four hours on the arena.
Apart from Chenxi offering some mineral water and chocolate, Zhu Lan had fought continuously until now with an incredibly strong will.
Three hundred people, four hundred people, five hundred people…
Opponent after opponent came up, and opponent after opponent fell. This iron arena saw a continuous stream of challengers.
Initially, the challenging new students looked at Zhu Lan with dislike, because she was the culprit who seized their resources.
But when they finished eating, this little girl was still fighting; when they went to the restroom, this little girl was still fighting; even after they slept and returned here, they still saw this little girl fighting.
Looking at her stubbornness, her refusal to admit defeat, at this moment, perhaps some people didn’t like her, but they couldn’t help but admire her.
At this moment, even the challengers unconsciously started Helping Zhu Lan, with new Trainer after new Trainer fighting her with all their might, but after the battle, they left as quickly as possible, and then another person took the stage to fight.
Zhu Lan, with her goddess-like demeanor as she fought through, earned everyone's respect.
Then,
1000 wins achieved!
“Next!”
