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Chapter 315 The idea of ​​the "Xia Chi Cup": A battle of the gods? (7k views, please vote)
The sight on the battlefield made Xiaoju completely unable to believe her eyes.

Could it be that Xia Chi's Tyranitar actually has a hidden Ground attribute?
Although this conjecture is extremely far-fetched.

But there's no better explanation than that for why this move, which seemed to have used up almost all of Mega Ampharos's damage, appeared to have done absolutely no damage to Tyranitar.

In reality, it did cause some harm.

However, that minor damage was utterly insignificant compared to Tyranitar's unfathomable and terrifying durability.

Extremely high Special Defense durability, [Rock] affinity, and damage reduction from [Steadfast Heart] equipment.
A combination of factors has made this Tyranitar so tanky that it leaves countless attackers in despair!

Just three months ago, when it had just completed its evolution, it was able to withstand the arm hammer attack of a Champion-level Mega Swampert, which was four times more effective than the attack.

Three months later, having undergone more training and growth, it naturally appears to be in a much more relaxed position when facing Little Chrysanthemum, a super electric dragon whose strength is far from reaching the champion level.

Electric grid, charging beam, lightning.
After a three-hit combo of electric attacks, Bloodthirster's passive ability, which triggers a shield when his health drops below 60%, didn't even register.

It's true that offense is the best form of defense.

But when your defensive toughness exceeds a certain critical point, defense itself becomes the best offense.

Of course, Bangilas is not invincible.

As long as you can break through its defenses, there won't be any problems.

For example, the martial arts master Xiong in Xia Chi's team could easily overpower the prison guards with a single, continuous attack of his water-flow technique.
Bugs need to be fixed.

Using one's own spear to attack one's own shield is...
However, Xia Chi was quite curious about who would win the final crown in a tournament among the various "skilled" Pokémon in his team.

How about we wait until this trip to United States is over and then go home to organize a "Summer Pool Cup" for fun?
Of course, Ponpo and Milton will definitely be banned.

Let's return to the perspective of this battle.

Although Xiaoju was truly out of options at this moment, the thought of "at least replacing one of Xia Chi's Pokémon" sustained her fighting spirit—

My best friend Feng Lu was swept 3-1 by Xia Chi in the Mikeli Cup.

I insist that it should be at least 3:2!

The ambitious Xiaoju quickly changed her strategy. Since a direct attack was ineffective, she decided to play it safe!
"Electric Dragon, Cotton Defense!"

Just as the "provocative" effect ended, Xiao Ju'er's command was given.

The Super Electric Dragon's fluffy, cloud-like fur instantly expanded to its maximum extent, completely enveloping its body.

With a 150% increase in physical defense, no one can do anything to it except for Martial Arts Bear Master's mountain-splitting axe!
Faced with this sudden turtling tactic, the prison guards really had no way to deal with it.

The tailwind stopped, and the power grid's slowing effect made its already limited speed even worse.

The "Provocation" skill simply cannot be used to block the opponent before they complete their enhancement.

However, the blame mainly lies with Xia Chi.

He never expected that Xiaojuer would suddenly stop her fierce attack after boosting her special attack and using a lightning strike, and instead choose to play defensively.

Even though his exceptional mental strength allowed him to quickly formulate a provocative decision, the transmission of instructions takes time, and he was ultimately a step too slow.

Seeing that the Super Electric Dragon had enhanced its physical defense with its fluffy fur, Xia Chi could only click his tongue softly.

"Tyranitar, Dragon Tail!"

They won't play these silly games with you.

Want to improve your survival skills?
Go talk to my dragon tail!

Tyranitar let out a deep roar, and a layer of deep purple dragon-type energy phantom emerged on its thick, long tail covered with hard carapace!
Immediately, the massive body spun around with an agility disproportionate to its size, and the energy dragon tail, accompanied by a wailing sound as it tore through the air, lashed out at the super electric dragon in a heavy arc!
boom--

A muffled thud was heard.

The cotton defense absorbed a great deal of the physical impact of the dragon's tail, but the special power it carried could not be neutralized.

The newly enhanced Mega Ampharos was once again enveloped in a red streak of light and was forcibly returned to its Poké Ball uncontrollably!
Little Chrysanthemum: "."

The second time!

It's the tail end again!

If you can't beat Hakuryu, then use your tail.

With Tyranitar's immense power, why would you want to avoid battle with your dragon tail?
Xiao Ju'er was truly at a loss now; Xia Chi was clearly not giving her any chance at all.

Left with no other choice, she had to throw out her last Poké Ball.

"Please, Mommy, King Eel!"

A flash of light appeared, and a strangely shaped, eel-like Pokémon with sharp teeth and fierce eyes appeared on the field.

It was none other than one of Little Chrysanthemum's signature Pokémon, Mama Eel King!

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Despite being an "eel," this aquatic Pokémon possesses the ability to battle freely on rocky terrain due to its "floating" ability.

Furthermore, due to its skill pool, it possesses shield-breaking capabilities that Mega Electro Dragon lacks.

Perhaps there's still a chance?

A glimmer of hope rekindled in Xiaoju'er's heart, and she immediately shouted, "Mama, King Eel, electromagnetic wave!"

Xia Chi knew perfectly well that, given Tyranitar's current slowed state, he absolutely could not dodge this control skill.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the sandstorm above the field was gradually weakening.

This is clearly a sign that the sandstorm is over.

He immediately raised the keystone bracelet on his wrist, and the bracelet, inlaid with the keystone, suddenly burst forth with an incomparably dazzling seven-colored evolutionary light.

"Tyranitar, Mega Evolution!"

Bangilas roared to the sky, its body transforming dramatically in the light.

The carapace on its back became even more ferocious, the spikes became sharper, and the oppressive aura emanating from its body increased exponentially.

Super Tyranitar has arrived!
With the completion of Mega Evolution, its ability [Sandstorm] is activated once again!

The sandstorm, which was about to subside, was instantly replenished with energy and became even more violent and raging. The yellow sand once again covered the entire area, and visibility plummeted!
The reason Xia Chi delayed using the Mega Evolution until now was not only to train the Prison Class's combat ability under normal conditions, but also to ensure the continuation of the current weather.

Now that it is at its peak, it can unleash its full offensive potential.

"Banjilas, sharp stone attack!"

Super Tyranitar roared, its sharp, crimson eyes locking onto the eel in the air amidst the sandstorm, its energy ready to be unleashed!

At the same time, the Mama Eel King's attack was also unleashed.

A faint electric current condensed between its sharp teeth, transforming into a barely perceptible weak electromagnetic energy wave that pierced through layers of sand and precisely struck the super Tyranitar, which was evolving in its radiance!

Nourishes—

A tiny current surged up the newly formed, ferocious carapace of Super Tyranitar, and a bright yellow electric spark flashed across its surface like a small snake.

Paralysis activated!

Super Tyranitar didn't care at all, and stomped the ground with its giant foot, instantly pouring in a huge amount of rock-type energy!
boom--

Several huge, sharp rock crystal pillars, shimmering with an earthy yellow energy luster, broke through the hard ground like bamboo shoots after a rain.

At an extremely tricky angle, it stabbed fiercely upwards at the belly of the Mama Eel King, which was suspended in mid-air!

But Little Kikuer seemed to have no intention of letting Mama Eel King dodge, and shouted again: "Mama Eel King, acid bomb!"

This poison-type special attack move isn't very powerful, but it has a strong additional effect that can significantly lower the opponent's special defense.

Xiao Ju'er's tactical intentions were already very clear.

Even at the risk of injury, this special poison-type special attack move will be used to corrode and penetrate the despair-inducing Special Defense barrier of Mega Tyranitar.

If Special Defense is significantly reduced, the Mega Ampharos that is switched in afterward will have a chance to finish off the opponent!

Facing the sharp stone pillars coming from below, the Mama Eel King neither dodged nor avoided them.

Its gaping maw, filled with sharp teeth, suddenly opened, and a thick, dark purple liquid emitting a pungent, acidic odor was visibly coalescing into a sphere.

And at the same time.

boom--

With the Eel King neither dodging nor avoiding, the Sharp Stone attack has no chance of missing, and the output is directly maximized!
Even though there is no type advantage/disadvantage between Rock and Electric, this STAB move still dealt extremely terrifying damage to Eelpiss!

Despite being barely able to maintain its balance, the Mama Eel King, floating in mid-air, endured the excruciating pain and unleashed the acid bomb.

laugh--

A teeth-grinding scraping sound rang out.

Super Tyranitar's tough rocky shell was emitting wisps of white smoke as it was corroded by the acid.

Immediately, a dim purple light, signifying a significant reduction in his abilities, flowed around his body!
This undoubtedly means that Xiaoju'er's plan is half successful.

But this also means that Bangiras's extremely cruel revenge is about to come!
The Super Electric Dragon is so tough I can't take it down, but you little eel dare to try a self-destruct charge in front of me?
Who told you that my terrifying stats, Tyranitar, are only reflected in the defensive end?
"Bangiras, vent your anger!"

Super Tyranitar let out a deafening roar!

From its chest, corroded by acid, a vast, dark, malevolent energy erupted like a volcano, instantly wrapping around its pair of incredibly hard and sharp, terrifying claws!
The energy, catalyzed by the reduced power, was so concentrated that it almost materialized, causing the surrounding air to groan in agony from the unbearable pressure!
The next instant, the dark fist, imbued with boundless rage, tore through the sandstorm like a cannonball, slamming into the Mama Eel King with immense force!

boom--

A deafeningly loud bang erupted.

Before the Mama Eel King could even let out a mournful cry, its soft body instantly deformed, and then flew out upside down at a terrifying speed, leaving afterimages, before crashing to the ground!
He immediately lost all ability to fight!
Kill instantly with one punch!

Little Chrysanthemum's meticulously planned shield-breaking and harvesting tactics were shattered before they could even be deployed, with the instant defeat of the Eel King!
With the Mama Eel King defeated, the subsequent battle naturally began.

A single [Acid Bomb] attack weakens the Special Defense of Mega Ampharos, which is far from enough to allow it to turn the tide of battle.

Although the paralysis did cause some trouble for the prison guards, the occasional surge of electric current would cause it to freeze briefly.

But this does nothing to change its domineering attitude of crushing everything with absolute numbers!
The Mega Electro Dragon, returning for the third time, could only be gradually eroded and defeated by Tyranitar.

In response, Xia Chi could only say
Sorry, Ms. Camille, although your legs are indeed amazing, the fear factor of the system is still a bit more appealing.

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Just as Xia Chi and Camille were engaged in a fierce battle at Raven Gym.

In the northeastern part of the Unova region, the secluded town of Kagome is immersed in tranquility.

Located deep inland, surrounded by rolling mountains and lush primeval forests, this place seems to be a corner forgotten by time.

The rich natural atmosphere clashes with the bustling, high-tech feel of the coastal metropolis.

It was so remote that it didn't even have a single dojo.

The town is probably best known only for the eerie "Kagome Legend"—

Long, long ago, a burning meteorite streaked across the night sky and fell here. From within that meteorite emerged a ferocious and terrifying beast.

It always descends upon the town in the dead of night with a biting cold wind, silently snatching away residents and Pokémon, and devouring them.

However, like most legends in the world that have been lost to time, this story is now impossible to verify.

Along with this gradually decaying town, it is being completely forgotten by the rapidly advancing world.

Not to mention tourists, even many local residents of Kagome Town have moved to big cities like Hiun City, which are full of opportunities, under the wave of urbanization.

Nowadays, most of the outsiders who still set foot here are Pokémon trainers who intend to escape to the surrounding rugged mountains and wilderness for arduous training.

Most of those who come from other regions are trainers who go to train in the remote mountains where few people go.

But what no one knows is that not far from Kagome Town, there lies underground, not far from the "Giant's Cave," which is considered a natural wonder.

Hidden away was a massive, technologically advanced secret underground base.

At this very moment, deep within the base.

Inside a brightly lit yet oppressively oppressive hidden laboratory, the scene is breathtaking.

Countless thick cables and pipes flashing indicator lights intertwined like the roots of a giant tree, eventually converging at the center of the laboratory.

There stood an incredibly magnificent matrix—

Dozens of huge, cylindrical, transparent culture jars are neatly arranged, filled with an unknown, dark blue liquid from time to time, through which tiny electric currents occasionally surge.

In each culture tank, a giant insect-like Pokémon, tightly wrapped in deep purple biological armor, floats suspended.

Their eyes are closed, as if they are in an ancient slumber, but their cold and ferocious appearance and the occasional unconscious twitching of their limbs exude a chilling sense of oppression.

If any Pokémon fan saw this, they would recognize it as Genesect, the only Bug-type Legendary Pokémon that was thought to be extinct in modern times!

A tall, slender man in a light gray trench coat stood with his back to the eerie matrix in front of a sophisticated instrument that was constantly displaying complex data streams.

He stared intently at the waterfall of information refreshing on the main screen, his glasses reflecting a faint blue light.

Just then, the heavy alloy door of the laboratory slid open silently.

A refined-looking man in a black robe walked in slowly, followed closely by a cold, silent general wielding a broadsword with a slight metallic scraping sound.

Upon seeing the newcomer, the fully armed guards at the entrance instantly straightened their backs, stood at attention, and saluted, their eyes gleaming with almost fanatical worship.

"Lord Quechis!"

The man called Quixote ignored this completely, not even glancing at it, and walked straight to the man in the trench coat in front of the instrument, a smile that was not pleasant to look at.

"Dr. Akromar, how is the experiment progressing?"

Dr. Akroma seemed completely unmoved by his words, her gaze fixed firmly on the screen, her fingers flying across the keyboard, her tone flat and emotionless: "That depends on which experiment you're asking about."

A hint of malice flashed across Quixote's eyes, but his smile only grew warmer.

He pointed to the impressive row of culture tanks in front of him: "These two experiments are crucial to the grand ideals of our Plasma Cluster. If Dr. Akromar doesn't mind, let's start by talking about us 'ancient warriors'."

Akromma finally stopped what she was doing and slowly turned around.

He pushed up his glasses, his gaze fixed on Quixote through the lenses, revealing undisguised disgust.

“I’ve already said, there’s no need to preach these hypocritical slogans to me. I’m not one of those brainwashed idiots under your command. I’m staying here only because of the research resources and interesting topics you can provide.”

Ignoring Quixote's instantly darkened expression, he continued rapidly, "The brainwave synchronization consciousness awakening program of the Genesect Cluster is 80% complete, and the adaptive modifications of the individual 'supersonic' flight modules and the weapon system installation of the 'electro-ion cannons' have all passed stress tests."

Quixote seemed too lazy to maintain the pretense of politeness any longer. His voice deepened, carrying an undeniable sense of oppression: "Next month, before my official coronation in front of the public, can you achieve complete awakening and absolute control?"

Akromar shrugged indifferently: "Perhaps, but I can't guarantee it. After all, the chip experiments aren't completely finished yet. I think, Your Excellency Commander, you wouldn't want to see a batch of terrifyingly powerful but completely uncontrollable legendary weapons ultimately turn against their master, would you?"

Quixote's voice trailed off, and he was speechless.

He then asked, "What about the gene wedge? You've been researching this for five years; surely you should have some concrete results by now?"

"The genetic wedge?"

Akromar scoffed, "You know the function of the Gene Wedge, right? 'To restore and fuse Kyurem with Reshiram or Zekrom back to their original form,' then..."

A fleeting hint of sarcasm crossed his face behind his glasses.

"Where is Kyurem, the legendary strongest dragon and the 'body' upon which the fusion is based?"

Quixote's face was so dark it was almost dripping with water, and he squeezed out the answer through clenched teeth, "...in the Giant's Cave."

Akrom pressed on, "Then, what about Zekrom, the embodiment of the 'ideal' required for fusion?"

Quixote's fist clenched silently. "Still asleep in the Dark Stone, not yet awakened."

"Ah."

Akromar let out a short, cold laugh and spread his hands. "So what exactly are you asking me? Even if I told you right now that the Gene Wedge in my hand is theoretically infinitely close to perfection, would you believe me? And who would you use it on?"

Quixote was rendered speechless by the rebuttal, and his suppressed anger was about to erupt.

hum-

Just then, a dark blue holographic projection screen suddenly popped up between the two of them, interrupting the tense atmosphere.

The figure displayed on the screen is Vio, one of the Seven Sages.

In the video, he bows slightly and says, "Commander-in-Chief of Quixote, the King, has returned."

Those few words were like a bucket of ice water, instantly extinguishing most of Quixote's anger.

He quickly suppressed the ferocity on his face, reverting to his unfathomable demeanor, and said in a deep voice, "Tell Wang that I am in Lab Zero. Ask him to come over."

As soon as he finished speaking, Quixote glanced at Akromma again and said, "Never mind, I'll go."

Vio replied respectfully, "Yes, Commander-in-Chief Quixote."

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Unlike most underground organizations whose bases are characterized by cold, hard technology, the Plasma Team's headquarters has a strong religious atmosphere.

The towering dome, the colorful stained-glass windows, and the flickering candlelight along the corridors create the impression of a silent church.

The walls were painted with murals depicting the long and brutal history of humans and Pokémon.

The ancient Unova Kingdom was founded by the power of two dragons, one representing truth and the other ideal; ancient humans enslaved and drove Pokémon, then known as "monsters"; modern trainers imprison them with Poké Balls, forcing them to fight each other.
The murals are vividly painted and filled with images of human exploitation and cruelty towards Pokémon.

N stood silently before these murals, which he had seen since childhood and knew so well they were etched into his very bones, yet for the first time, a look of bewilderment appeared in his icy green eyes.

Hatred for humanity, a sense of mission to liberate Pokémon, and the ideals he firmly believes in.
Is it really as that person said, that everything in my past was just a carefully programmed scheme manipulated by some conspiracy, rather than a choice made out of my own will?
As if sensing the emotions surging within the trainer's heart, Zoroark, who had been quietly by his side, took a small step forward and uttered a low, questioning growl: "Zoroark?"

N turned his head and looked at the partner he had rescued from the elf hunter when he was a child, and the one he depended on for survival.

Stroking the fur on Zoroark's neck, his voice was as soft as a sigh: "What do you think, Zoroark?"

Zoroark shook his head.

It could not fully comprehend the complex and chaotic thoughts in N's mind, but the unwavering resolve conveyed in its clear eyes was unyielding.

No matter what happens, no matter where it goes, it will stand firmly on N's side without hesitation.

Clearly sensing his partner's unwavering trust and support, N's lips curled into a slight smile, and the vexation in his heart was largely dispelled by this warm bond.

But soon, a sense of déjà vu quietly emerged.

Isn't this sincere emotion exactly what I clearly felt a few days ago in Xia Chi and with his spirit?
But that guy is clearly an uneducated person who "uses Pokémon to enslave them with Poké Balls"!

If the deep affection he had cultivated with Zoroark over the long years was no different in essence from the affection between Xia Chi and his elf.
Does that mean that the theory that "Poké Balls are the shackles of evil" is itself a huge fallacy?
No, perhaps Xia Chi is just an extremely special exception.
N subconsciously wanted to deny this idea that was shaking the foundation of his beliefs.

Many more trainers in the world are still lost souls who are addicted to battle and need to be guided and liberated!
"N, you're back."

Just as his thoughts were in turmoil, a gentle and refined voice came from the other end of the magnificent hall, breaking the silence.

N looked in the direction of the sound and saw his adoptive father, Kuiqisi, walking briskly towards him with his usual concerned smile, followed by General Pudao.

Seeing the joy and relief in Quichis's eyes, he temporarily put aside his own thoughts and went to greet him.

"Father, I'm back."

Despite being addressed as "King" by the members of Team Plasma, deep down, N identified more with the identity of being the son of Gryphon.

How was the trip?

Quixote reached out and patted N on the shoulder, as if to wipe away the dust of his journey.

"great."

N's face broke into a genuine smile. "Many more lost souls have heard our voices and chosen to return to the right path. It's wonderful to witness Pokémon breaking free from human constraints and regaining their freedom."

Upon hearing this, Ghettoro's smile of satisfaction deepened. "Very good, my child. You are increasingly displaying the demeanor and responsibility befitting a true 'king.' The great future of liberating all Pokémon is gradually becoming a reality in your hands. By the way..."

He changed the subject, asking casually, "What about the Dark Stone? Any new developments lately?"

N paused slightly, then gently shook his head. "No, perhaps Czechrom still feels that I am not yet worthy of its 'ideals'?"

A shadow crossed Quixote's eyes, but he quickly changed his tone and comforted her in a gentler voice: "Don't be impatient, it's just that the time is not right yet. Perhaps at the grand coronation ceremony held for you next month, Zekrom, who senses your unwavering will, will awaken for you."

N nodded silently without replying.

At that moment, the words Xia Chi had said to him before parting suddenly flashed through his mind.

If you truly believe that the path before you is the life you've chosen, the ideal you're willing to fight for your entire life, then don't stay stuck in your current daydreams. Go and verify whether the path beneath your feet is truly as solid and reliable as you believe.

Is liberating all Pokémon from human hands truly an ideal that you are certain of and willing to dedicate everything to?
Quixote noticed his momentary lapse in concentration and asked with concern, "What's wrong, N?"

N subconsciously lowered the brim of his baseball cap, shook his head slightly, and avoided the probing gaze.

"It's nothing, Father, I just suddenly really wanted to go home and visit."

In his heart, there is only one place that can be called "home"—

That lonely yet warm castle where he had lived since he was adopted, where he grew up with countless Pokémon friends he had rescued.

Upon hearing this, Quixote's face immediately lit up with a smile again, and his tone was perfectly natural: "Of course! Barbena and Holina were just talking about it the other day, asking when you're going back."

Upon hearing the names of her two older sisters, N couldn't help but smile warmly.

The time he spent in that castle with his sisters and Pokémon was the most peaceful and beautiful part of his memory.

"Alright, Father, I'll head back now."

"Go and have a good rest."

Quidditch smiled and nodded, watching N and Zoroark turn and leave, their figures gradually disappearing into the light and shadow at the end of the corridor.

Until that figure completely disappeared, the fatherly smile on Quixote's face vanished instantly, replaced by a deep contemplation.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of sinister glint flashing across them.

N seems a little different this time he came back.
What exactly did he encounter while he was out there?
(End of this chapter)