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2:40 PM.

At the main venue, No. 3, of the Linhai Arena, the air was thick with an almost viscous restlessness.

The 800-seat auditorium was already packed, with hundreds more crowding in the aisles and passageways. The buzzing chatter sounded like countless tiny needles piercing the spaciousness of the venue.

The number of viewers on the live streaming channel jumped in a corner of the screen, the number climbing every second, and was approaching 60,000.

"Dear viewers! Friends both in the studio and watching on screen!"

In the commentary booth, Zhang Hao, the star commentator of Linhai Arena, spoke through the noise with a unique electric vibration.

"What you are about to witness may not be the highest-level match in the history of the Linhai City Arena, but it is definitely the most special and eye-catching one in recent times!"

His partner, Lin Wei, a former professional trainer known for her calm analysis, took over the conversation. Her voice was clear and crisp, like new branches sprouting after the rain.

"Zhang Hao is right."

This match bridged the invisible gap between one-star and two-star players.

On one side is Gu Beiri, who is on an eight-game winning streak and is hailed as the biggest dark horse in recent times!

On the other side is Lin Yan, a veteran player who has established himself at the two-star level and has an aggressive playing style.

More importantly, in terms of type, Dragon-type has a natural advantage over Electric-type!

The large screen split at the right moment, with images of Gu Beiri and Rongrongyang on the left. Images of swirling iron sand and electromagnetic cannons cutting through the air flashed back quickly, eliciting a murmur of gasps from the audience.

On the right are Lin Yan and the Crimson-Faced Dragon. The camera focuses on the moment when the Crimson-Faced Dragon tears apart the energy barrier with its claws and roars with its head raised. The dragon enthusiast area erupts in enthusiastic cheers.

The VIP observation area, with its soft lighting, provides a barrier against the noise from below the stands.

Li Mingze sat upright in the leather chair, his fingers lightly resting on the armrests, his gaze calmly fixed on the venue below. His posture was relaxed, as if he were simply enjoying an ordinary performance.

Only the index finger that taps the armrest rhythmically every few seconds reveals a hint of inner turmoil that isn't entirely relaxed.

Not far away, Chen Xing leaned forward slightly, his hands clasped together on his knees, his knuckles turning white from the force.

Even the air around him seemed more stagnant than elsewhere, his gaze fixed on the empty battlefield as if he wanted to burn a hole through it.

In the shadows of the players' tunnel, Gu Beiri adjusted the cuffs of his dark blue training uniform, the fabric rustling softly as it rubbed together.

At the other end of the passage, a fiery red figure swayed, and Lin Yan emerged.

He was half a head taller than Gu Beiri, had a buzz cut, and a strong jawline.

When their gaze swept over, it carried an almost tangible pressure of scrutiny, as if weighing the prey.

Their gazes met briefly in the air, but there was no spark, only a cold, calm silence.

"Both players are in position!" The referee's voice came through the loudspeaker, silencing some of the noise.

"The match rules are standard 1v1 singles battles with no time limit. The match ends when one player's Pokémon is unable to battle or the trainer resigns. Please send out your Pokémon!"

"roar--!!!"

Seize the initiative!

The moment the advanced ball left Lin Yan's hand, a deep, violent roar, as if rolling out from the depths of magma, swept across the entire venue!

A burst of red light erupted, and a colossal creature crashed to the ground with a thud, the rocky terrain groaning under its weight.

It's a red-faced dragon!

His skin was like cooled lava, a dark red almost black, and his thick limbs gripped the ground, with muscle lines bulging and writhing beneath his skin.

The deep blue, jagged spines on its back pointed menacingly to the sky, while its thick, long tail slapped the ground irritably, each slap kicking up fine stone chips.

Its head was held high, and in its vertical pupils, belonging to an apex predator, it reflected the insignificant white figure opposite it. A continuous low growl rolled in its throat, and scorching breath spewed out from between its teeth.

The dragon's might, like a tangible weight, spread out heavily.

In the front row of the audience, several timid children instinctively shrank back.

Gu Beiri could feel his heartbeat quicken, not out of fear, but as an instinctive warning from his body when facing a huge threat.

Why do so many trainers flock to the noble Dragon-type Pokémon?

That's the reason!

He took a deep breath, filling his lungs with the cool air of the venue, and then slowly exhaled.

"Fluffy Sheep".

The red and white balls are thrown out, and their arcs are smooth.

The white light landed and transformed into that familiar, fluffy white figure.

Compared to the crimson mountain of flesh opposite, exuding a dangerous aura, the fluffy sheep's figure appeared so thin, even somewhat frail.

"Meow."

It called out, the sound was not loud, but it was unusually clear.

There was no fear in its blue eyes, only a clear and focused concentration. Then, it raised its front hooves and gently placed them on the ground.

Buzz—Buzz—!

Golden, violent arcs of electricity, like countless awakened serpents of light, exploded and spread from the center of the fluffy sheep!

They instantly occupied almost half of the rocky area!

The buzzing sound of electricity breaking through the air drowned out the red-faced dragon's low roar, and the golden light illuminated the velvety sheep's calm face, as well as the sudden light that shone in Gu Beiri's eyes.

Electrical work area, set up!

"The match begins!" The referee swung his flag down abruptly!

"Red-faced Dragon! Fearful Face!"

Lin Yan's command was almost simultaneous with the falling of the flag, his voice resolute and unwavering.

From the very beginning of the battle, he made it clear that he wanted to control the entire course of the match.

The red-faced dragon suddenly opened its blood-red maw!

That wasn't just an ordinary roar; it was a deeper, more primal release!

The dragon's might, derived from its bloodline, mixed with Normal-type energy, distorted the air in front of its face.

A huge, ferocious, and seemingly mind-devouring phantom mask instantly materialized, carrying an invisible mental shockwave that crashed towards the sheep like a tsunami!

Fearful face.

Significantly reduce the opponent's speed!

It allows you to take the initiative and control the situation, limiting your room for maneuver!

Even before the demonic mask arrived, a chilling, icy coldness crept up the spine. A suppressed gasp rose from the audience.

"Electrical site! Maximum output! Electric grid protection!"

Gu Beiri's instructions were equally swift, without the slightest hesitation.

The golden arcs of electricity around the fluffy sheep suddenly went berserk!

It was no longer a gentle spread, but an explosive outburst!

Countless fine electric rays shot out from its body and from the electric field beneath its feet, rapidly intertwining and entwining around its body, instantly forming an airtight, constantly flowing and flashing golden electric tennis ball!

Protect it firmly inside!

The Shield of Counterattack is not only for defense, but also for using its own electric energy field to interfere with and eliminate external negative mental impacts!

Chi Chi Chi -!

The invisible energy of fear collided with the shield of counterattack, which was pulsating with high voltage, producing a sound like cold water dripping into hot oil, and a faint smell of burning filled the air.

The demon's face twisted and faded, but some parts still penetrated the shield of counterattack, wrapping around the velvety sheep's limbs and nerves like cold, sticky mucus!

Gu Beiri's eyes narrowed.

The shield, designed to counter physical and special attacks, is far too weak against attacks that also incorporate mental elements.

The fluffy sheep's body stiffened noticeably for a moment, and its originally smooth movements became slightly stagnant. The feeling of being restrained was clearly perceptible!

"Blocked most of it! But the Fear Face effect still worked! The speed of the fluffy sheep has been reduced!"

Commentator Zhang Hao's voice suddenly rose in pitch, and his speaking speed became astonishing.

"Lin Yan gave us a rude awakening right from the start! His speed-control tactics are extremely effective against Rongrongyang!"

"Gu Beiri's response was the best option, using the electric grid to withstand the attack, but the attribute advantage and level difference reduced the effectiveness."

Lin Wei's analysis was calm and swift.

"Now the fluffy sheep has to fight while being slowed down, which is a difficult situation for it."

In the VIP observation area, Li Mingze stopped tapping his index finger on the armrest, a barely perceptible smile playing at the corners of his lips.

Chen Xing clasped his hands together tighter, the veins on the back of his hands bulging slightly, and he unconsciously swallowed.

"Red-faced dragon! Charge at it! Dragon tail!"

Lin Yan's attack commands came one after another without any pause.

He wants to take advantage of your weakness and kill you!

"roar!!"

The red-faced dragon moved! Its massive body unleashed a speed disproportionate to its size!

With its hind legs pushing off the ground, rocks crumbled, and like a crimson chariot with its engine ignited, it charged toward the fluffy sheep with a raging wind and a violent aura!

The thick tail, covered in bone spurs, rose high, and deep blue dragon energy gathered wildly, wrapping the tail into a deadly battering ram that tore through the air with a dull, terrifying whistling sound as it lashed out at the waist!

Dragon Tail! It is incredibly powerful, and the impact it generates is enough to send any weak opponent flying or severely injuring them!

A strong wind blew in, pressing down on the fluffy, curly wool of the sheep and causing it to lie flat on its back!

Its azure pupils reflected that rapidly enlarging, deadly purple trail!