Pokémon, Ash's art style is off!

The man and the monkey were once again plunged into that mysterious and enigmatic feeling.

He felt that inexplicable sense of unease once again—it was as if he had been... no, as if he had been thoroughly outmaneuvered by Dragonite.

But this time, he didn't have time to think it through.

Because the fiery monkey moved in the arena.

As they watched the Incineroar rush towards them, and the earth-shattering punch, Ash and Magmar's thoughts once again aligned.

Isn't it just a move that gets more powerful the more people are injured? ×2

Infernape/It can do it too! ×2

Infernape clenched his right fist tightly!

At the same moment, Ash clenched his right fist!

A person and a monkey, separated by space, yet their hearts are connected!

"Fire Monkey—"

Xiao Zhi used all his strength, and his voice pierced the sky.

"Fist of Fury—!!!"

"Pfft—!!!"

His right fist clenched tightly, and all the light in his body converged wildly towards his fist!

Then he threw a punch!

Two beams of light collided violently in the arena!

"boom--!!!"

A deafening explosion rang out, and the entire stadium seemed to tremble!

The shockwave spread wildly from the point of impact, and the resulting blast knocked the referee to the ground!

Smoke and dust rose instantly, like a mushroom cloud, completely enveloping the entire area!

I can't see anything.

The audience was silent.

Everyone was staring intently at the billowing smoke and dust, forgetting even to breathe.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

Time seemed to stretch out infinitely.

"So...who really won?"

Someone murmured to themselves, their voice so soft it was as if they were afraid of disturbing something.

No one answered him.

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated.

Two blurry figures slowly emerged from the smoke and dust.

One is standing.

Another one was standing.

The fiery monkey stood there, motionless.

The Blazing Roaring Tiger stood there, motionless.

"They're all...standing?!"

Someone exclaimed in surprise.

"A draw?!"

"No, look—"

Then--

Infernape wobbled.

Its body tilted slightly, and its knees buckled, about to fall headfirst to the ground.

A series of gasps erupted from the sidelines.

"The Blazing Roaring Tiger won?!"

"Infernape is down!?"

The man's words were cut off before he could finish speaking.

Because even faster than Incineroar fell was Incineroar!

The blazing, roaring tiger, its eyes wide with fury, didn't even flinch—

Just like that, straight down, he fell backward!

"boom!"

A muffled thud.

The Blazing Roaring Tiger lay on its back on the ground.

Its eyes remained open.

Staring at the sky.

The Infernape slowly straightened up from the ground.

No, not slowly.

It is by supporting oneself inch by inch.

Its body was covered in wounds.

Its breathing was heavy and labored, like that of an ox, and its chest heaved violently.

Blood was dripping from its mouth and down its chin.

But it stood there.

It looked at the Fiery Roaring Tiger lying face up not far away.

Take a step forward.

step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

Every step was difficult, yet every step was taken with unwavering determination.

It approached the Blazing Roaring Tiger.

He lowered his head and looked at the opponent who had just been fighting him to the death.

The Fiery Roaring Tiger's eyes remained open, and its chest continued to rise and fall slightly.

The fiery monkey looked at it.

There was no anger.

There was no hostility.

only--

respect.

Infernape slowly stretched out its hand.

Gently stroke the eyelids of the Blazing Roaring Tiger.

Close its eyes.

Then, the Infernape slowly stood up straight.

Raise your hand.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Then--

Raise your fist.

Facing the sky.

"Pfft—Ha—!!!"

A roar echoed throughout the entire stadium!

"Finally... has the outcome finally been decided?!"

The referee, covered in dirt, staggered to his feet, not bothering to brush off the dust, and quickly stepped forward.

He crouched down and examined the Blazing Roaring Tiger closely.

He is still breathing.

They simply lost their ability to fight.

The referee secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

In any other competition, that shockwave would have knocked the referee over and eliminated them long ago.

But in this competition... he secretly glanced at the superstar on the stage.

Never mind, I don't dare to say anything.

Once the confirmation was complete, the referee stood up, took a deep breath, and raised his right hand high—

"The Fiery Roaring Tiger is incapacitated; the winner is—"

Before he could finish speaking...