Ditto doesn't move

The dazzling flying kick instantly created a cracked pit where Tutu Dog had just been standing!

"You can figure out how to solve it yourselves."

"The second thing I want to tell you is that if you want to learn how to hit someone, you must first learn how to take a hit."

"My Riolu has personally experienced all nineteen types of elemental attacks and physical attacks."

"She already knows everything about what the effects will be, what impact it will have on her, and how much damage she can withstand."

Xia Ming, the martial god, added with his hands clasped, just like Riolu, who stood in the arena, subtly exuding the demeanor of a grandmaster.

P.S.: That's all for today. I'll see if I can resume morning updates tomorrow.

Then, as I mentioned this morning, I started putting together some drafts.

Volume 2, Major League Arc: Chapter 111 You're right, but this is Street Fighter

Cold sweat, gushing out!

Just a few simple psychic attacks and defenses were enough to make Ilima, an elite trainer, feel a suffocating sense of pressure.

The explanations seemed to be given in accordance with the other party's teaching, and Riolu's calm and unhurried gaze.

An unprecedented amount of psychological pressure welled up in Ilima's heart.

Just as I saw in that match.

Pokémon battles have transcended the original clash of moves and entered a completely new realm, a realm so dazzling it stirs the heart!

It's a pity that this world doesn't yet have turn-based games or 3D real-time fighting games, otherwise Ilima would definitely be able to explain the differences.

But I don't care if I'm called despicable, I'm determined to make full use of Tutu's advantages!

"Hypnosis powder!"

The Tutu dog, who had dodged the flying kick by teleporting, also wiped away a cold sweat and immediately started waving its tail paintbrush upon hearing the command.

A large cloud of misty green powder instantly spread across the entire area, as if a painter were applying oil paint.

You've even resorted to unethical tactics like soliciting bribes?

As expected of a Normal-type Pokémon trainer!

If you were to encounter Darko and Tutu Dog were to use the Black Hole Technique, would you be ready to fly to the heavens?

Riolu, unleash your full power on those high-skilled players!

"The third point I want to emphasize is this: mastering the rhythm of the battle."

"When your own Pokémon gets hurt, it freezes in pain. Don't your opponent's Pokémon do the same?"

"And when you understand the principle of 'being hit and becoming stunned,' and try to master it, what you get is..."

As the commentator's voice rang out, Riolu, who had been intentionally letting its opponent have free rein, finally moved.

Another burst of fighting spirit erupted, but this time it was not to break free from the restraints, but to achieve a brief burst of acceleration!

The golden flames of the battle aura seemed to leave a visible trail, and the pale green hypnotic powder was dispersed by the suddenly accelerating gust of wind.

The moment Smeargle blinked, a light blue humanoid dog-type Pokémon appeared before it.

And then, and then…

That's a damn ruthless 13-combo attack!

Light hand, light foot, heavy punch, heavy kick.

A sweeping leg kick breaks the opponent's balance! Five consecutive jabs follow the heavy kick, bouncing off the ground! An uppercut launches the opponent into the air! Two final punches build up momentum...

A powerful elbow strike across the doorway, a solid mountain lean!

8 seconds.

A full 8 seconds.

Even though Ilima reacted with lightning speed and issued the order, even though she didn't put down her paintbrush no matter what she was hit by, even though she tried to teleport during the storm of attacks...

But every time that move symbolizing escape is about to succeed, a seemingly harmless punch lands on him.

It's as if it's specifically designed to allow time for the transmission of pain and nerves, interrupting the use of the move at just the right moment.

Even if one wanted to resist, their body was not under their control, as if they had completely given up and allowed the other party to beat them like a punching bag.

The final, deadly strike of its fighting spirit slammed Tutu into the arena. When people looked again, Tutu's eyes had turned into circles, and it had completely lost its ability to fight.

From beginning to end, Riolu's trainer did not issue a single command.

Once you get serious, you can declare that you're giving up once you get on your feet.

You're right, that's our fighting style.

It's slow-paced, the special effects aren't flashy enough, and defeating enemies relies entirely on close-quarters combat and hand-to-hand fighting.

But that's Street Fighter.

This is the difference between the two sides at the level of perfection, like an insurmountable wall!

"Hey!!!"

"So strong, too strong!!!"

"I learned something new! I learned something new!"

At this moment, the spectators finally erupted in excited and frenzied screams, crowding around both trainers like a tidal wave.

Of course, they didn't forget to quickly treat the Tutu dog, which had lost its ability to fight.

"What a Tanosi duel."

Xia Ming, the martial god, took the initiative to walk over and shake hands with the other party, while the pink-haired boy, who had been hanging his head, raised his head again after a few seconds of silence.

Wow, aside from a slight sense of reluctance, Ilima, nicknamed "Little Prince," was now in tears, seemingly unconcerned about his tarnished image, and grasped the hand offered by the other person:

"I'm so touched! I'm so incredibly touched!"

"Violence, elegance, boldness, exhilaration... Is this the new realm you've entered?"

"It's so beautiful that I can't even bring myself to say I'd do it again!"

"Could Tutu and I achieve the same level of skill as you? Could our teamwork reach such a pleasing aesthetic level?"

Not only Ilima, but the trainers surrounding him also looked at him with the same expectant eyes.

"Ah, of course. It's unrealistic to expect to make a living with just one trick. There should be coordination between techniques, and we can explore more about how to use them."

"I can already sense that your Tutu Dog has grown in the battle just now."

"The second mental attack was stronger than the first, and the third was stronger than the second. How to control one's body amidst a barrage of attacks and unleash as many moves as possible... If I'm not mistaken, it was about to succeed on the last attempt."

"Yes! Thank you for your guidance!"

The surrounding trainers bowed in unison, followed by a burst of enthusiastic shouts:

"Come on! Seeing that kind of battle has me trembling!" "Anyone is welcome! Come and fight me! My partner and I have a new idea!" "Are there any other Fighting-type trainers here? Let's study how that kind of battle is done!"

The trainers instantly scattered like birds and beasts, returning to their original positions.

However, Mary now understands a little.

The smiles on the trainers' faces were smiles of relief after a long period of stagnation, smiles of finally being able to move forward again, smiles of finally breaking free from shackles and being able to firmly do what they wanted to do.

Everyone, neighbors, and wives are all walking hand in hand forward.

In such an atmosphere, even those who are not trainers would probably be moved by such joy.

"Huh? You're Mary?"

Because she remained stationary and didn't move, the aloof punk girl instantly became conspicuous after the crowd dispersed.

While whispering something to Lillie, Xia Ming, the Martial God, approached her:

"Your brother didn't tell me you were coming here?"

"I'm here to participate in the Alola League," the flustered girl hurriedly explained, clutching her Morpeko to her chest.

Instantly, a warm gaze fell upon him.

That was Lillie's gaze.

"The competition has increased again, Lillie. Little, Mizuki, Hau, Marie... It's not just the past trainers, but also many more rising star trainers are rushing here."

"Even red and white ball level events should not be underestimated."

Volume 2, Grand Alliance Chapter 112: The Suit-Wearing Office Lady Appears!

"With so many battles, can the Pokémon Center really handle the workload?"

Because there were reliable adults around, it was only natural for them to walk back together.

My brother's friend is also my friend.

Mary didn't seem as reserved as she would be with a stranger, and she took the initiative to strike up a conversation with her peers.

Lillie glanced furtively at her master walking ahead, and although she instinctively wanted to complain about his strange walking posture (referring to walking with the same hand and foot on the same side), she still answered her friend's question seriously:

"Don't worry, Mary."

"You should know that trainers usually form a three-person team when they embark on a journey."

"According to the League's official statistics, one of these three-person teams will often become a Pokémon breeder."

"In other words... there are as many Pokémon breeders who are skilled in healing as there are meerkats on the street!"

When the doors to the Fairy Center opened, what appeared before Marie wasn't a chaotic mess, but rather...

Mary closed the door.

"Is there a problem?" Lillie asked kindly.

Sure enough, something went wrong somewhere!

Why are there not anxious patients at the fairy center, but a group of middle-aged men and women who start drinking heavily and taking off their clothes in broad daylight?

Is adult society really this heavy?!

All you do is fight and drink. Can't you guys do something serious?

Why didn't those elderly men and women who came for IV drips speak up and reprimand them? Instead, they clapped and cheered happily on the sidelines!

Wait, I think I just saw...

Mary reopened the door.

My gaze swept over the women in bikinis, miniskirts, parasols, and sportswear, before finally settling on one particular person.

A new type of older sister has appeared!

She's a sophisticated lady in a suit!

Her hair was burgundy and tied in a stylish little ponytail.

Gold-rimmed glasses and suits that accentuate a woman's curves are more appropriate for formal business negotiations or diplomatic occasions within alliances.

But the latter, amidst the jeers of the older women who were acting like hooligans, boldly raised his glass and downed it in one gulp, his face flushed with an alluring blush of drunkenness!

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The bikini-clad older sister, Touko, who had just been captured by Kimi, jumped the highest and shouted repeatedly.

"As expected of the president of our Single Women's Association, you stinky man, dare to have a drinking contest with our president?"

"Awesome! Awesome! Awesome! Damn it, Kona has insulted all of us men! Kona is the best!"

"Damn it! With this kind of generosity and drinking capacity, what can possibly stop us? What the hell can possibly stop us?!"

The young men with their perky buttocks covered their faces in shame, repeatedly crying out...

"Quickly, go and invite Ancestor Genji!"

If you didn't know better, you'd think you'd stumbled upon a PAB dive shop or a cat food restaurant in New World.

"I can actually explain this to you."

While leading the two newbies to the front desk to register for the competition, Xia Ming, the Martial God, said: