Ditto doesn't move

Absolutely! Easily!

As the Emperor once commented, apart from Normal type, Fighting type is probably the most basic type, unable to achieve the fancy effects of other types.

But under such a momentary attack that rivaled the power of nature with human strength, the Elite Four members, the Elite Ten, and almost all the Pokémon of Team Dream were able to perceive one fact:

In that instant, that Pokémon had already increased its power to over 10,000 horsepower.

That kind of power is enough to reach legendary Pokémon and even severely damage them!

The ultimate force can shatter the vacuum!

What enabled him to unleash this attack, and propelled him to a level exceeding ten thousand, could only be understood by Hala and his Iron Palm Warrior.

What does it mean to give one's all?

Facing the finally quiet place, the old man grabbed a handful of hair, tied it into a ponytail, and began to mutter to himself slowly.

“My grandson often laughs at me and even complains about me. Even with hundreds of police officers, Junsha can’t solve all the troubles on the island all the time. How many cases can an old man like you, full of enthusiasm, solve?”

While we respect your good intentions, human resources are finite.

Indeed, when the island was young, the population was not as large as it is now, probably only a few hundred thousand.

It was because I felt increasingly powerless that I wanted to take on Guzma and more disciples to maintain peace here.

But do you know who dealt with anything that happened on the island before the Alliance moved in?

it's me.

Disputes, battles, family conflicts, work conflicts—these endless events, during a moment of rest one day, made Iron Palm Warrior and I realize that we had truly entered the realm of the Heavenly King.

It was as bland as adding a pickled vegetable to plain white rice.

Without genuine passion, one would probably have long since succumbed to the monotony and boredom of life, as well as the negative complaints of others, just like Guzma.

Children are always attracted to the beauty of the outside world, but... there must be someone like me to act as the last line of defense.

This is my obsession, Hala's.

As the smoke cleared, the mosquito coil frog, which should have been in control, was kneeling on the ground.

His body was covered in blood from being bombarded by countless punches of fighting spirit. Even if it was a special move he was not good at, when that little bit of damage was multiplied by hundreds or thousands, it was already beyond human resistance.

The high wall spanning over ten thousand horses is just like that.

The battlefield was silent; the Elite Four members, the Elite Ten, and many more Pokémon had chosen to remain still.

Even knowing that the other party carried the name of a Heavenly King and that they had mastered the prototype of a divine skill, no one dared to speak up and criticize them, no matter how disheveled they were.

Ultimately, there are just too many humans and Pokémon in this world.

Excluding those from the past and those who have retired, there is only one champion and four kings in a region. How many can you add up to those remote small areas?

Let's round it up to one hundred people.

One hundred people, compared to the entire human population, is not just a drop in the ocean, it's a drop of water in the ocean.

Ask yourself honestly, are you really confident that you can defeat one in a billion strong opponents?

Even though they still had expectations for Poliwag and were still somewhat unwilling to accept the defeat, all the Pokémon present began to applaud and congratulate in their own way, as this was the proper etiquette for the strong.

"Quack! (Stop! I told you to stop!)"

A piercing croak of a frog drowned out all other sounds.

The severely injured mosquito coil frog stood up from the ground, its fighting spirit unchanged, twisting the air around it like a ghost.

No, at this very moment, the fighting spirit became even more intense, and it even began to burn like flames.

"Croak! (Human matters; I don't understand those things.)"

"Quack! (I don't understand this obsession you're talking about either.)"

"Quack! (But don't get me wrong, old man. Here, I'm the one who absolutely doesn't want to lose! I want to win more than any other Pokémon!)"

"Quack! (No one else will do! It has to be me! No one is qualified to compete with me for this opportunity! The opportunity to defeat you!)"

Stand upright and assume the stance for the Ice Wrist Flow and the Demon Spear.

Loop, then restart!

However, neither water nor ice will be subtly tinged with a faint crimson.

Fresh blood dripped onto the ground.

"Quack! (Use your ultimate move, your true all-out effort, that ultimate killing move of the Heavenly King.)"

Finally, as if talking to itself, the frog whispered:

"Quack (Xiaochun, are you watching?)"

I'm going up now.

Volume Two: The Grand League Chapter 100: Calling Your Name from the Center of the World

Yes, King Hara still holds back some things.

The other Heavenly Kings who knew him, and even Dr. Kukui, could all sense this.

That move, Vacuum Wave, is something that any trainer from Alola will be very familiar with.

That was a move imitated from the Z-move, a powerful and intense punch delivered with all its might.

When one uses true qi fist or close combat as a foundation to unleash a full-force, unparalleled punch with fighting attributes, that is when Heavenly King Hara truly delivers a strike with all his heart and soul.

However, similarly, once such an attack is delivered, even a slightly weaker legendary Pokémon would likely faint and lose consciousness on the spot.

Even a regular Pokémon that merely grazes the edge of that realm of ten thousand horses faces the real danger of "death," which is generally considered taboo in the Pokémon world.

"Karp"

Above the battlefield, the island gods of the four islands had gathered here at some unknown time, gazing down at their feet as if to witness something.

King Hara also noticed this.

Having spent many years with the island gods, he had already discerned the meaning behind that cry.

"Respect your opponent."

Respect it.

To not unleash your strongest attack at this moment would be an insult to it.

Any hesitation, worry, or even sympathy is an insult to it.

If you were a nagging, inexperienced trainer, the sight of that blood-soaked figure would have terrified you so much that you'd collapse to the ground.

But he is a superstar.

Hala has the composure and confidence to bear all the consequences of throwing that punch.

So, he moved.

The Ritual Dance, representing the Z-Move, has never been so earnest and focused in every movement.

It was as if he had already realized that the Pokémon opposite him was like himself, going against the flow of the crowd.

It is also trying to prove something.

This is a trial of fate.

It's not about good or evil, but about the dilemma; we each have our own sense of justice.

Only through battle...

Only fight!

Come on, take this all-out, unparalleled, fierce fighting fist!

Having already reached a level of over ten thousand horses, it now gave rise to endless changes.

During the mere moment of retracting the fist and gathering power, the entire sky darkened, as if the will and spirit of the Radiant God, embodied in the pinnacle moment contained within the Z-Move, had been activated.

The entire site seemed to have transformed into a dim world and a desolate, barren wilderness.

Pull back your fist, then throw it again.

Repeating a simple action a thousand times will result in... a river of fighting spirit rushing like a meteor!

No one, not even a king or champion, would dare to let their guard down in the face of this dazzling river of fighting spirit!

This is Alola's way of demonstrating its independence in the face of the League's demands for its presence!

Faced with such a dazzling punch that it leaves one with no desire to resist, what is the Poliwag thinking?

Before the competition began, the Emperor took him to the ruins of war for three days of special training.

Every night I battle with Capo and Chirp to familiarize myself with the world of over 10,000 horsepower.

Although he was mentally prepared, Poliwag fell silent when he first naively thought it was a battle and looked forward to it, and then when he finally heard the truth.

It revealed the truth.

Xiaochun has given up being a trainer.

It is said that, according to the information registered with the police station, most of the Poké Balls that Xiaochun possessed had been marked as being released into the wild.

The Emperor said that the release of animals seemed to occur some time after the United States had re-challenged the Alliance and regained its first badge.

"He is a very smart kid who has realized that without the talent to become a Champion or a World Champion, the path of becoming a trainer will only lead to endless wastage."

Human affairs, with their complex reasons, are things that the mosquito coil frog cannot understand.

But it understands one thing.

She was indeed a timid, kind, and intelligent girl.

Perhaps when she failed in her initial challenge, her decision to give up was because she had already foreseen this future.

It was my willfulness that dragged her back onto this path, and when I couldn't keep up with her, I willfully ran away to a faraway place.

Mingming was determined to train herself well and embark on her journey again with the strength she could trust.

However, she gave up.

What should I do?

what do I do?

Disappointment, regret, self-blame—endless negative emotions pounded against its heart.

"Go and win, just win," the emperor said.

Fate offered the mosquito coil frog a second chance.

"Is winning all that matters? Can winning change the outcome?"

"Ah, I assure you."

"The future you desire is now only one obstacle away from you. Defeat it, blast it down, and then stride confidently into the shining future."

My body could already feel the powerful force of the punch.

The concept of 10,000 horsepower has long been ingrained in its understanding.

At that time, the Mosquito Frog and the Lycanroc were just listening to the Emperor's analysis in a daze, and only now did they finally understand why the Emperor sighed.

"That idiot must have fallen into despair again because of his fear of failure."

"That idiot must be so guilty about worrying about his Pokémon getting hurt that he's about to kneel down again."

"I only embarked on this journey with you because I hate the way you are."

"so……"

"Xiaochun, don't cry anymore."

As the last sentence fell, it was...

It was a damn crimson shooting star!

damn it!!!

Life moves 18,000 times!

Extreme emotions fueled extreme fighting spirit, and the ten thousand high walls that stood between the Heavenly King and mortals were instantly crushed into dust by the Mosquito Coil Frog!