Pokémon, Ash's art style is off!

The Lizard King crossed his arms in front of his chest, and the two sharp blades on his elbows suddenly straightened.

A bluish sheen appeared on the blade surface.

It let out a low growl, then suddenly stretched out its arms, twirling its blade in a flourish.

Then, two leaf blades slashed out in a cross pattern, drawing two cold, sharp arcs in the air before gracefully striking the two vine whips.

"laugh--"

A crisp cutting sound rang out.

The emerald green sap and bits of plant fiber burst open, and the two vines snapped into several pieces, falling limply onto the grass.

That strike was flawless.

After severing the vine whip, the Lizard King smoothly retracted its arm, its two leaf blades overlapping and twisting in front of it, striking an extremely cool pose as it sheathed its sword.

It slightly raised its chin, its pupils casually glancing at the audience, its tail tip swaying gently, awaiting the thunderous cheers and praise.

According to the custom of Hoenn.

This level of dazzling skill deserves at least three rounds of applause and two rounds of whistles!

"Well......"

There was no cheering, and even Ash and Pikachu in the arena exchanged a glance.

To be honest, the opponent didn't have any problems with their response; their reaction speed and attack power were quite accurate, but...

Aren't these fancy and flashy moves a bit too much?

First comes the knife flourishes, then the moves, and finally, you even have to strike a pose...

Not only is the pre-rocking severe, but the post-rocking is also extremely long.

It doesn't quite fit their back-to-basics aesthetic of the Kanto region.

If someone tries to strike a pose after a fight like this, they probably wouldn't survive more than three rounds in a street battle in Kanto.

At the very instant the Lizard King raised its head high and retracted its blades.

Bulbasaur!

"seed!"

Bulbasaur suddenly unleashed its power.

Suddenly, a fist-sized mound of earth rose from the grass beneath the Lizard King's feet, sending grass clippings and mud flying in all directions.

Before it could react, two brand-new vines burst forth from beneath the soil.

It immediately wrapped itself around the Lizard King's ankle.

By the time the Lizard King realized something was wrong and looked down, it was already too late.

The two vines swiftly climbed upwards along its legs, wrapping around its elbows on either side, and then suddenly lifted—

The Lizard King was hung upside down, suspended in mid-air.

Its head is down, its tail is up, and its thick tail blade hangs down and sways on top of its head.

Without the slightest hesitation.

Bulbasaur then extended two more vines.

Without any hesitation, they began to urge their counterparts onward.

"Whoosh—!"

"Whoosh—!!"

Left and right, the crisp cracking sounds echoed in the center of the field.

Each strike hit the Lizard King precisely where it hurt.

The blows were precise and accurate, making Xiao Gang scream and tremble with fear.

There was a moment of silence in the stands, followed by a deafening roar of cheers and whistles.

"Well done! You played really well!"

"These are the frogs of our Kanto region!"

"Give it a taste of its own medicine!"

Some people even waved green support flags that they had pulled out from who-knows-where, with the four characters "Frog will win" crookedly written on them.

The Lizard King was extremely aggrieved.

It's not just being hung up and whipped that's humiliating—

It, the mighty Sceptile, a renowned jungle hunter in the Hoenn region, is now like a piece of cured meat hanging on a clothesline, being beaten helplessly by a frog-like Pokémon.

What makes it even more aggrieved is that when it so coolly swung its knife to cut the vine whip, why didn't you viewers praise it!

That slash was incredibly fast and precise, with a tricky angle and tremendous power; even he himself thought it was a textbook example of a leaf blade!

They're not like that, Hoenn!

The Hoenn audience clearly loves to praise it the most!

In the arena, Ozawa is, after all, a skilled trainer.

After the initial panic, his eyes quickly hardened, and he gritted his teeth, shouting decisively.

"Lizard King, use your tail severing technique! Use that opening to escape!"

Upon hearing the command, the lizard king, which was hanging in mid-air, suddenly froze as it kicked its limbs.

It suddenly retracted its tail at the base, and the entire tail broke off neatly at the base.

Take advantage of the moment when the vine whip loosens its grip slightly.

The Lizard King twisted its waist and abdomen, put all four paws on the ground, rolled on the spot, and escaped from the encirclement of the vine whips.

Bulbasaur didn't react for a moment.

By the time it came to its senses, the Lizard King had already retreated to the other end of the arena, kneeling on one knee panting, with a neat cut at the severed tail, and dark green sap seeping out but quickly stopping.

Ash looked at the Sceptile opposite him, which had cut off its tail to survive, and couldn't help but nod.

"Using the Pokémon's unique characteristics to escape..."

"It has the same ability as the Kingler Crab!"

The tail of the Pokémon Sceptile is said to have an incredibly amazing regenerative ability.

After the tail is cut off, it can grow back to a complete tail with just a little rest.

There are even rumors that if Sceptile were to Mega Evolve, its regenerative abilities would be so terrifying that they would rival those of Kingler.

Limb regeneration is almost as natural as breathing.

When Ozawa saw that the Lizard King had successfully escaped, he breathed a sigh of relief, but cold sweat trickled down his temples.

He took a deep breath, his gaze sweeping back and forth between his own Sceptile and Ash's Bulbasaur, his mind racing.

His Lizard King advantage lies entirely in close combat.

Amazing speed, sharp blades, and explosive close-range combos.

But that Bulbasaur can suppress from a distance, control the field, and ambush, and the strength of its two vine whips is also ridiculously great.

If we were to confront them head-on, we'd probably get completely entangled.

So... is that the only way?

Xiaoze gritted his teeth.

He raised his hand and made a discreet gesture toward the Lizard King.

"Lizard King, use that move!"

Xiao Zhi's spirits lifted, and his eyes under the brim of his hat suddenly lit up.

Is the enemy about to unleash their ultimate move?

He immediately lowered his center of gravity, clenched his right fist, and shouted in the direction of Bulbasaur.

"Bulbasaur, watch out! Be prepared!"

Bulbasaur lowered its body in response, pressing its front paws into the grass, and the seed bud on its back swelled slightly, ready to meet any impact.

Upon hearing this, the Lizard King nodded solemnly.

It didn't want to use that trick, but since things have come to this... there's no other way!

The Lizard King opened its huge mouth.

Without the slightest hesitation.

"Just the tower—"

A visible sonic boom erupted from the depths of its throat, carrying a strange aura, and transformed into an invisible ripple that rushed towards Bulbasaur.

The sound wave wasn't particularly powerful, but it carried an irresistible force of expulsion—

Bulbasaur had just assumed a defensive stance when it was enveloped by the sonic boom. Its feet left the ground, and its entire body transformed into a ball of red light, instantly shrinking back into the Poké Ball on Ash's waist.

Ash: "...???"

He blinked, his face beneath the brim of his hat filled with confusion.

He looked down at the Poké Ball at his waist, which had closed up again.

He looked up again at the lizard king opposite him, who was observing the audience's expressions, and was a little worried that his voice might have cracked.

A huge question mark popped into my head.

Ozawa was stared at by Satoshi's eyes.

He touched his nose sheepishly, glancing guiltily at the stands before looking away.

No way.

This lizard king, specializing in close combat, really couldn't handle that Bulbasaur.

If the beating continues, it might not be as simple as just cutting off the tail; the entire lizard could be whipped into a spinning top.