"Tyra?"
Tyranitar was watching the battle between Froslass and Snivy with great interest when suddenly a Larvitar popped out, clamoring to fight it one-on-one?
Tyranitar couldn't help scratching its head.
It looked at Larvitar, then at Snivy...
No way.
Are today's "kids" really this bold?
"Yoji!"
Larvitar clenched its fists, not losing out in terms of momentum at all. In fact, having a heart that dared to challenge the "strong" made it even more eye-catching.
"Whoa, just seeing Snivy challenge Froslass already felt amazing, but there's actually an expert here!"
"At least Snivy isn't a Turtwig. Larvitar is literally the baby form of Tyranitar."
"Wonder which trainer it belongs to, not even stopping it. It's going to cry when it gets beaten up."
"But you have to admit, this Larvitar... has quite the presence."
"..."
The battle between Froslass and Snivy, two of the competition Pokémon, had already attracted quite a bit of attention.
This included some contestants from the "Pokémon Catch Race."
After all, the combination of Tyranitar and Froslass looked like the strongest two in this competition. As long as you caught them, the competition results would be pretty secure.
But...
The Tyranitar and Froslass combination didn't look easy to deal with either.
Just when everyone was hesitating, Snivy suddenly appeared and challenged Froslass.
Tyranitar and Froslass didn't seem surprised by this, while the audience and contestants decided to watch first.
Actually, most people thought Snivy was "delivering itself," but the result was that this Snivy was actually fighting back and forth with Froslass.
Although it was suppressed most of the time, plus Froslass put on an arrogant attitude, unwilling to casually defeat Snivy, this made the battle quite interesting to watch.
The participating contestants were undoubtedly happy to see this scene.
Waiting for Snivy to drain more of Froslass's stamina might make catching Tyranitar and Froslass slightly easier later.
It was at this moment that Johan's Larvitar suddenly burst in, making the already "fun" battle even more interesting.
Johan looked at Larvitar's "fierce" appearance and couldn't help rubbing his forehead.
He seriously suspected that the claw given by the God of Wisdom back then was expired, otherwise why did his Larvitar look not very smart anywhere you looked.
"Speaking of which, the three great 'feats' of the Pokémon world—I'm about to try the second one too."
The so-called "three great feats of the Pokémon world" were: reverse type master, initial form beating final form master, and... fighting master.
Johan had only the last "fighting master"—battling Pokémon with human strength—left to try.
"Tyra!"
Tyranitar called out heavily and waved its claw at Larvitar.
Whose kid is this? Go home and drink milk.
Tyranitar was quite disdainful toward Larvitar.
But these words made Larvitar even more serious.
"Yoji!"
I'm coming!
As soon as it finished speaking, it suddenly raised its foot, then brought it down heavily.
Rumble!!
The ground suddenly cracked, and the surrounding ground shook violently, causing the audience to show surprised expressions.
Earthquake? Fissure?
No, just Stomp!
Tyranitar's disdainful expression immediately changed. From Larvitar's Stomp, it sensed a threat!
No small threat!
"Tyra!!"
Tyranitar roared, its momentum climbing crazily. Its side as the Desert Tyrant was displayed without reservation before everyone's eyes, and sand dust began to spread.
Rumble!!
Tyranitar also raised its foot high and brought it down heavily.
Also Stomp!
Two cracks spread from under Larvitar and Tyranitar's feet respectively, colliding at the center between the two.
Bang!!
Between the cracks, there was a roaring impact, large chunks of rubble burst out, forming a small mound.
Actually...
"Evenly matched?" The audience was astonished.
"Yoji!"
Seeing Tyranitar make a move, Larvitar grinned, its body rippling with a strange rhythm, then it took steps to actively charge toward Tyranitar, its momentum climbing again.
"Dragon Dance!"
"Holy crap, Larvitar actually knows Dragon Dance!"
"This Larvitar... is pretty fierce!"
Some audience members or contestants with good eyes recognized the move Larvitar was using.
Tyranitar's eyes darkened, its expression gradually becoming serious. It vaguely realized that this Larvitar before it... might really not be simple.
"Tyra——!!"
Tyranitar roared again. Facing the charging Larvitar, it actually also took steps forward, opening its fierce giant maw as dark energy formed into a vicious mouth in front of it.
Crunch!
Boom!!!
The rock Larvitar had gathered was bitten into pieces by Tyranitar, then the little one heavily kicked Tyranitar's broad chest, creating distance.
The landing Larvitar used the rebound force to heavily slap the ground.
Thud thud thud!!
Sharp rock pillars rose from the ground.
Stone Edge!
"Tyra!"
Tyranitar's eyes blazed with fury. Its thick tail swept horizontally, directly smashing all those rock spikes that had sprouted near it before they could fully rise.
This series of collisions, move against move, power against power, made those audience members who originally thought Larvitar was out to "play" nearly swallow their tongues.
Good grief.
This was really just a Larvitar?
Meanwhile.
Froslass and Snivy, who were battling, also noticed this scene and subconsciously separated, turning their attention and focus over.
"Fros~" Froslass crossed its arms, seeming confident in Tyranitar.
At the same time, it couldn't help glancing at Snivy, as if in its eyes, Snivy and Larvitar were on the same level.
"Sni."
Snivy ignored Froslass's gaze, its round eyes fixed on Larvitar. Beneath its cute appearance was coldness and seriousness.
Both being weak facing strong, both being battles of attributes, it seemed to see its own shadow in Larvitar.
However...
"Larvitar, Rock Slide!"
Suddenly.
A voice came from the crowd.
Only then did the crowd suddenly realize...
This seemingly strong Larvitar actually had a trainer!
What kind of person could train a Larvitar to directly fight Tyranitar head-on?
Everyone couldn't help looking over curiously.
They saw Johan wearing an Alolan floral shirt, sun hat and sunglasses, holding juice.
Who the hell is this?
With the Pokémon world people's "identification" ability, Johan dressed like this... really couldn't be recognized.
Only a few people felt he looked somewhat familiar.
Hearing Johan's voice, Larvitar immediately followed the command and threw out a huge rock.
"Tyra——"
Tyranitar snorted two streams of white air from its nose, disdainfully turning its head, letting the Rock Slide's stones scrape past its head.
Such an attack?
Not as good as when Larvitar fought by itself earlier...
"Stomp." Johan's voice came again.
"Yoji!"
Larvitar grinned wickedly and raised its foot again.
The next second.
Rumble!!!
The entire ground shook violently, with a roar many times greater than before accompanying the ground's layered cracks, spreading outward.
The surrounding audience was scared into backing away, afraid of being affected by this commotion.
"Holy crap! So—so fierce!"
"Deliberately making Rock Slide miss? Just for Stomp?"
"This is supposed to be Stomp?!"
Feeling the ground changes, Tyranitar's expression changed drastically, but it obviously wouldn't just sit there and take it. It roared to the sky.
With it as the center, the ground also shook violently.
Earthquake!
Earthquake VS Stomp!
Rumble!!!
The audience had to retreat another distance, looking at this scene with some shock.
Good grief.
Are you trying to renovate the Wind Festival venue?
Tyranitar's strength was expected, but this Larvitar actually performed even more fiercely than Tyranitar?
You have to know, the Pokémon for this "Pokémon Catch Race" were all "requisitioned" from Fula City's largest Pokémon Day Care.
And this Pokémon Day Care not only had a good reputation in Fula City, but even throughout the entire Kalos region.
It was said that this Tyranitar had never taken a liking to any trainer who came to select Pokémon at the Day Care, growing up all the way with quite impressive strength.
When the huge dust settled.
"Yoji——!!"
Larvitar stood with hands on hips in front of Johan, roaring at Tyranitar with tremendous momentum.
And Tyranitar...
Actually knelt on one knee, looking pained.
"Hiss——"
This scene far exceeded everyone's expectations, making them gasp.
It could really win?
Larvitar beating Tyranitar?
If this got out, probably not many people would believe it.
Actually, that's not right.
Fula City had invested heavily in this Pokémon Catch Race. Magnemite broadcast cameras had been in the sky the whole time, and many people following this event saw this scene online.
Everyone was amazed by this Larvitar's strength, while Johan was marveling at the power of pseudo-legendary Pokémon.
In the games, Larvitar could only evolve into Pupitar at level 30, and needed to reach level 55 to evolve into Tyranitar.
What concept was level 55?
When first challenging the Champion Road, the Elite Four's Pokémon averaged around this level.
Of course.
In the real Pokémon world, Pokémon strength wasn't completely dependent on level as the sole judgment standard. The trainer's cultivation methods, the Pokémon's own abilities, move proficiency, etc., were all factors.
Moreover, in the Pokémon world, there were quite a few cases of "early evolution."
Some wild Pokémon might evolve even if their level hadn't reached the "standard."
After all, in reality, without such a data-driven aspect, Pokémon experiencing various events could evolve due to changes in mentality, ability, perception, and other factors.
In Johan's view, this Tyranitar before him wasn't outstandingly trained—it was mediocre to slightly above average.
Mainly because the trainers and Pokémon he usually faced had raised his standards considerably.
But regardless, this Tyranitar was at least stronger than ordinary Gym trainers' main Pokémon.
With mediocre training, a pseudo-legendary Pokémon could have this kind of strength just by evolving to its final form...
This was why Johan had such thoughts.
Look how much resources and energy he'd spent training Larvitar?
So... with Larvitar's level up, plus his commands, being able to beat this Tyranitar didn't surprise him at all.
"Gengar." Johan sipped his juice and called to the eager Gengar beside him.
"Ka-kaah!"
Gengar, who had been itching to act, licked its lips and took out a pre-prepared blue special Poké Ball.
Hey! I'm going to catch Pokémon too!
The blue Poké Ball traced a beautiful arc through the air.
"Huh? Gen—Gengar threw—threw a ball?"
"What kind of operation is this?"
"So... trainer Gengar?"
"Wait! Gengar? Larvitar? This person couldn't be..."
"..."
Suddenly.
A nimble figure quickly darted over and kicked the Poké Ball Gengar had thrown, sending it flying.
It was Froslass!
"Fros!"
Froslass stood in front of Tyranitar, having kicked the ball away with an arrogant attitude.
It pointed its finger at Larvitar and Johan.
As if saying...
The guy this queen has taken a fancy to—you think you can just take it away?
Hm?
This scene exceeded everyone's expectations, including Johan and Gengar.
"Ka-kaah!!" Gengar gritted its teeth.
So annoying!
This was its first time throwing a Poké Ball, and whether it could catch anything aside... it was actually kicked away!
Gengar rolled up its "sleeves," preparing to take action personally.
"Sni..." Not far away, Snivy curled its lip, seeming disdainful of Froslass interfering in others' battles, or perhaps disapproving of Froslass's "imperious" attitude.
Snivy flicked its tail and turned to walk toward the crowd.
Not playing anymore.
But halfway there, it heard Tyranitar's roar.
"Tyra!"
Tyranitar swayed as it stood up, not looking like it had lost its fighting ability.
Instead, being caught off guard by Larvitar and losing to its juvenile form made it lose face while becoming completely enraged.
The Desert Tyrant's violent side was fully exposed!
Rustle rustle rustle——
The previously "mild" sandstorm suddenly became fierce, clearly looking like it wanted to turn this place into a desert.
"Yoji?"
Larvitar blinked twice and became excited again.
Good good good, this is what I wanted!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh——
Sand grains hit Larvitar's body, making some noise but causing no damage.
"Yoji?"
Larvitar extended its hand, feeling the sensation of sand grains flowing and the power within them, couldn't help smacking its lips.
Your sandstorm isn't that great...
"Tyra?!"
Tyranitar, who had been preparing to charge forward, suddenly stopped, angered to laughter.
Ridiculous!
I'm Tyranitar, the Desert Tyrant! You're just a little cub, yet you dare say my sandstorm isn't...
Before Tyranitar could finish laughing, Larvitar suddenly let out a low shout.
"Yoji!"
I'm the Desert Tyrant's cub!
Buzz——
An earthy yellow power surged from Larvitar's body.
Then, a scene Tyranitar never expected appeared.
The sand dust it had raised... slowly stopped being under its control?!
What the hell?
It wasn't that Larvitar's power was stronger than Tyranitar's, but it felt... Larvitar's power level... was higher than its own!
About this, Johan just wanted to say—did you think Larvitar's Earth Plate fragment was eaten for nothing?
The audience couldn't see these details.
But it was all sandstorm anyway—who was using it didn't matter, right?
For the audience, it was just that the sandstorm's direction changed, that's all.
"Yoji!"
Larvitar beckoned to Tyranitar.
Come on!
But before Tyranitar could act, Froslass stepped forward with long strides, coldly charging forward.
This queen would naturally protect the guy this queen valued!
It raised its foot, as if flames or scorching sunlight wrapped around its foot, kicking toward Larvitar.
Trop Kick!
[Trop Kick: Attacks the target with a heated kick from the tropics, lowering the target's Attack.]
A Grass-type move exclusive to Froslass-type Pokémon. After hitting, it could lower the opponent's physical attack by one level.
Speaking of Froslass staying with Tyranitar, it was quite clear about the weaknesses of Tyranitar and Larvitar-type Pokémon.
"Ka-kaah~"
Gengar picked its nose.
Looks like it's my turn.
It happened to be a bit annoyed about Froslass kicking away the Poké Ball it threw earlier.
But before Gengar could step forward, one Pokémon was faster.
Snap snap——
Two vines whipped out from the side, striking toward Froslass.
It was Snivy, who had turned back!
"Sni!" Snivy stared intently at Froslass.
Randomly interfering in others' battles isn't what a queen should do!
Seeing this scene, Gengar stopped, and Johan couldn't help raising an eyebrow.
Glug glug——
He took a deep gulp of juice, feeling this battle was getting more and more interesting.
This Froslass was very interesting, and that Snivy... even more interesting.
It had quite a... palace intrigue feel.
Gengar had the same feeling.
"Experience" told it that when two females were fighting, you should never casually get involved—just watch.
It curled its tongue and took out a bucket of popcorn from who knows where, floating beside Johan and eating.
"Sunflora seed popcorn again?" Johan glanced at Gengar.
Gengar nodded.
"Give me some." He casually grabbed a handful, just about to put it in his mouth when he suddenly paused and asked: "Sweet?"
"Ka-kaah~"
Gengar also grabbed a handful and stuffed it in its mouth, then casually replied.
Spicy~
Johan: "..."
Weirdo!
"Fros!"
Froslass looked coldly at Snivy.
Still making trouble at this time? Then it wouldn't be polite!
As Froslass and Snivy began fighting again, Larvitar and Tyranitar also clashed once more.
"Larvitar, Brick Break."
Ah-tah!
Larvitar shot up and delivered a "hand chop" to Tyranitar's forehead.
This was a Fighting-type move it learned from Coach Bear.
Larvitar was a Ground and Rock-type Pokémon, four times weak to Water and Grass.
But after finally evolving into Tyranitar, its type changed to Rock and Dark, making it four times weak to Fighting.
"Tyra!!"
Tyranitar's eyes showed bloodshot veins, the aura it released became extremely violent, fierce like a giant beast in the desert.
Outrage!
Bang——!!
Larvitar landed, gently blew on its palm, then shook it.
Good grief, that was a bit painful.
"Fight from a distance." Johan said.
"Yoji!"
Larvitar nodded.
Outrage was a double-edged sword. If it hit the opponent, it was naturally a very powerful move, but if it couldn't hit, it would be quite awkward.
Not everyone could be like Dragonite, having Johan's assistance to stabilize emotions when using Outrage.
But with Larvitar keeping its distance, the other Pokémon would suffer.
After all, it wasn't the only one on the field.
"Tyra!!"
Tyranitar roared viciously, its eyes filled only with thick crimson.
As Froslass, who understood Tyranitar, saw its state and decisively chose to retreat, but Snivy...
Snap snap——
Snivy whipped out two vines, trying to repel the rampaging Tyranitar, but found that its vines now seemed to be boosting Tyranitar's emotions—the more it whipped, the more excited Tyranitar became.
"Sni?"
This was a situation Snivy had never seen before. Facing the brutal and violent Tyranitar, it couldn't dodge in time.
Bang——!!
Tyranitar slapped it away with one palm, heavily crashing into a flower bed.
"Sni!"
Snivy cried out in pain.
But Tyranitar obviously wasn't planning to let it go, charging forward again like a tank.
Seeing this scene, Johan couldn't help frowning.
Earlier, Snivy had stopped Froslass from attacking Larvitar. Although it didn't really matter to Johan and Larvitar, it had helped a bit...
"Larvitar, Iron Head!"
"Yoji!"
Larvitar's body took on a heavy metallic luster. "Iron Defense training" had given it considerable progress in Steel-type aspects.
Then the ground beneath its feet exploded as it shot toward Tyranitar like a bright silver metal cannonball.
Bang!!!
The huge impact force, under Snivy's disbelieving gaze, directly sent Tyranitar flying, crashing into a mud pit.
"Yo-Yoji!"
Larvitar shook its head vigorously, then patted it with its hands before the dizziness in its head subsided.
It looked at Snivy lying on the ground and grinned, extending its hand.
"Yoji!"
It showed a big smile, its white teeth reflecting light in the sun.
So bright!
Snap——
But Snivy's reaction exceeded everyone's expectations. It swung its hand and directly slapped away Larvitar's extended palm.
"Sni-Sni! (@皿@)"
Who—who asked for your help!
Snivy endured the pain and got up, pushing Larvitar away, then whipped out vines to block Froslass's surprise attack from behind.
"Yoji?"
Larvitar scratched its head.
What was going on?
Its little brain couldn't quite figure it out.
"Ka-kaah?" Gengar tugged at Johan's clothes.
"Don't pull me. I didn't quite understand either. This little thing has quite an attitude."
Johan called to Larvitar: "Larvitar, that's about enough. End the battle with a final Earthquake!"
"Yoji!!"
Larvitar put all its strength into it, jumping up with both feet, then crashing down to the ground.
Boom!!
At once, the ground collapsed into a crater.
Then earthquake ripples spread outward.
"Holy shit!"
"Run!"
"This Larvitar... is actually Tyranitar in disguise, right? Too—too exaggerated..."
Tyranitar, having used Outrage, had no chance to dodge and took the full force of Larvitar's Earthquake.
When the dust settled, its body swayed slightly and fell heavily to the ground.
Unable to battle!
"Yoji!! (^^)"
Larvitar excitedly shouted.
Gengar finally seized the opportunity again and threw out a blue special Poké Ball.
And this time, Froslass couldn't kick it away.
Because when Larvitar used Earthquake, Snivy seemed to have inexplicably formed some kind of understanding with it. It used vines to grab Froslass to prevent it from jumping up, then used the vines to fly into mid-air to avoid the Earthquake's impact.
Finally, Froslass, which had fought with it for a while and also took one of Larvitar's Earthquakes, lost its fighting ability as a result.
It fell together with Tyranitar in the messy ruins.
Click——
Gengar unceremoniously threw out a second Poké Ball.
The ones our Larvitar defeated, it could naturally catch!
So.
In two flashes of red light, the mighty Tyranitar and Froslass were both captured in Poké Balls.
The surrounding audience and contestants, looking at this wasteland, didn't dare say a single "no."
"Sni."
Only then did Snivy walk to the excited Larvitar, expressionlessly extending its hand.
"Yoji!"
Larvitar vigorously waved its hand.
Snap——
(〃￣￣)ノヽ(＜●)
Snivy glared at Larvitar with reddened eyes, then looked deeply at Johan.
It turned and left.
"Yoji?"
Larvitar looked confused, scratching its butt.
What was that about?
Snivy walked faster and faster, finally disappearing around a corner of an alley.
Glug glug——
Johan sipped his juice, his expression slightly odd.
This Snivy... was something else.
Although its battle methods and tactics weren't sufficient, its battle experience seemed good, and its on-the-spot reaction ability was quite impressive.
Being able to fight Froslass as a Snivy, no wonder Sudowoodo ranked it third after Tyranitar and Froslass.
But seeing how decisively it left... it wasn't some so-called "palace drama."
"Interesting..."
His eyes flickered slightly.
"Ka-kaah!"
Gengar floated back holding two Poké Balls containing Tyranitar and Froslass respectively.
It touched its butt and pulled out sunglasses to wear, striking what it thought was a very cool pose.
I successfully caught—Pokémon!
But soon it couldn't contain itself and started wiggling its little butt.
Johan lightly patted its forehead.
"Stop being cool and let's get out of here!"
This central plaza had been fine before, but now it looked like this...
They'd have to pay a lot of money!
So.
While the surrounding audience was still immersed in the previous battle that was like 2v2 but not quite 2v2, immersed in the result of Larvitar actually defeating Tyranitar and Snivy actually defeating Froslass...
Johan pulled down his hat, took the floating Gengar, the short-legged Larvitar, and the constantly swallowing Sudowoodo, and quickly left the "crime scene."
Somewhere in an alley.
"Sni! Sni! (︿皿︿)"
Snivy sat in the corner, tears in its big eyes, blowing on its reddened palm.
It hurt, so much!
How could that green little bump have such strength!
No wonder it could defeat Tyranitar...
And that smug Froslass.
Was it that human's Pokémon?
So that was a trainer?
Could trainers make Pokémon that powerful...
"Sni?"
Snivy's ears twitched slightly, seeming to hear some commotion from outside the alley. It immediately pulled out two vines from behind its neck, grabbed the nearby eaves, and quickly scrambled up.
"Sni! (#`皿´)"
Hmph! You think you can catch me?
Someone caught the strongest Tyranitar and Froslass!
The champion of this "Pokémon Catch Race" was almost decided.
Why "almost"?
Because...
This was based on the trainer who caught Tyranitar and Froslass continuing to catch Pokémon.
If others caught a large number of Pokémon in a short time and accumulated enough points, they naturally had a chance to overtake.
But at this time, something more important exploded online.
"Look! After comparison, this person is Teacher Johan! With Gengar, with Larvitar!"
"Holy crap! I thought he looked familiar earlier, but it's actually Teacher Johan?!"
"Baby Cup God! Teacher Johan loves participating in competitions like this!"
"Didn't they say Teacher Johan deliberately kept a Larvitar in baby state? So it was this Larvitar!"
"Baby? A Pokémon that can flip Tyranitar with one palm and knock down Tyranitar with one foot is a baby?"
"..."
Obviously.
With Gengar and Larvitar, plus some characteristics, Johan couldn't hide even if he wanted to. There were plenty of "experts" online.
And as Johan's identity was revealed, more and more people paid attention to this competition.
At the same time.
A group of people, taking advantage of everyone's attention being on the Wind Festival and Pokémon Catch Race, secretly snuck into the Pokémon Research Institute at the center of the Wind Festival venue.
"You all know, right? After the Pokémon Catch Race ends, those competition Pokémon will be temporarily placed here!"
"I heard there's even a pseudo-legendary Tyranitar inside!"
"Keep it down!"
"After this job, we're leaving this damn Kalos region! Going to the Alola region—development there is low, we can catch whatever Pokémon we want!"
"I said keep it down!"
However, they didn't know that just as they were having their so-called "quiet conversation," a young man in a white lab coat with long green hair and glasses witnessed the entire process from the corner.
"You—you guys are..." Toren stammered, pointing at the group.
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