The cheers from the stands surged like a tide. Jiang Mo stood in the center of the arena, feeling the heated gazes from all directions.
Tyranitar let out a low roar behind him. The Sandstorm gradually subsided, but the oppressive aura of the Desert Tyrant still enveloped the entire stadium.
Wei Duyan stood at the other end of the battle arena, looking at Jiang Mo with a complicated expression.
His fingers trembled slightly, then slowly clenched, and then loosened.
Wei Duyan could only give a bitter smile at the sight before him.
Jiang Mo’s strength was formidable. He accepted defeat to such a person, but it was a pity that his journey in the Shenzhou Alliance High School League individual competition had to end here.
He took a deep breath, recalled Slaking's Poké Ball to his waist, and murmured, “Jiang Mo… you really are a monster.”
He turned and walked towards the player's aisle, his back looking somewhat forlorn.
The cheers from the stands were still fervent, but Wei Duyan’s steps did not falter.
He knew he had done his best, but Jiang Mo’s strength far exceeded his imagination.
This loss made him realize that he still had a long way to go.
“Next time… I will definitely become stronger.” Wei Duyan clenched his fist, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes.
When Jiang Mo walked out of the battle arena, Lu Jiyin, Li Xiang, and Wu Teng had already been waiting at the entrance for a long time.
Lu Jiyin was the first to rush over, excitedly patting Jiang Mo’s shoulder: “Big Cousin, well done! Your Tyranitar was incredibly cool! What was that move, the great sword descending from the sky? I’ve never seen it before!”
Jiang Mo smiled and casually brushed him off: “That’s a move Tyranitar created itself, you could say it’s its unique skill.”
“Created itself?” Li Xiang raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced, “Pokémon can create their own moves?”
“Of course,” Jiang Mo shrugged, “as long as they are trained properly, the potential of Pokémon is limitless.”
Facing this question, Jiang Mo simply bluffed, because even if he told them, they wouldn’t understand.
Precipice Blades is the exclusive move of the legendary Pokémon Groudon. Right now, Groudon is probably still sleeping in some forgotten corner, and it’s likely no one has ever seen it.
It only exists in legends, so its exclusive move, Precipice Blades, is basically unrecognizable to anyone.
Jiang Mo thought to himself, as long as Groudon doesn’t appear, then this Precipice Blades is my Tyranitar’s exclusive move.
Groudon wouldn’t know anyway, and even if it did, what then? It couldn't suddenly fly over and give him a sword, could it?
Wu Teng, on the other hand, looked sympathetically in the direction Wei Duyan left and said, “Wei Duyan is quite unlucky. He ran into a monster like you in his very first ranking match and was completely crushed.”
Jiang Mo smiled helplessly and said, “That’s how competitions are; someone always wins, someone always loses. But Wei Duyan’s strength is indeed very strong, he just had bad luck.”
The few of them chatted for a while, then found a place for lunch.
At the dinner table, Lu Jiyin was still obsessed with Tyranitar’s “Precipice Blades” move, constantly asking for details.
Jiang Mo could only be vague, claiming it was his Tyranitar’s exclusive move, but secretly he was relieved: “It’s a good thing Groudon hasn’t appeared for many years, otherwise if it found out I was plagiarizing its exclusive move, it might really come looking for trouble.”
In the afternoon’s matches, Jiang Mo sat in the stands as a spectator, watching the matches of Lu Jiyin, Li Xiang, and Wu Teng.
All three performed very well. Their opponents weren't very strong, at least far weaker than Wei Duyan, and all three easily advanced.
After the matches ended, the few of them returned to the hotel together.
Due to the intense consumption from the matches, everyone didn't chat much and returned to their rooms to rest.
Back in his room, Jiang Mo released all his Pokémon.
Pikachu and Eevee jumped onto the bed to play as soon as they came out. The two little ones hadn't participated in the matches today, so they were clearly full of energy.
Jiang Mo prepared some energy cubes for them and let them eat on their own.
Swampert immediately lay flat as soon as it came out, muttering, “La qi la qi~ (Finally, I can have a holiday…)”
Jiang Mo glanced at it and said lightly, “Don’t be happy too soon, the League has just begun.”
“When I said ‘holiday after the match,’ I meant after the entire League ends.”
Swampert was struck by lightning, its whole body froze: “La qi?! (What?!)”
Jiang Mo ignored its wailing and turned to Tyranitar, saying, “Remember to take Swampert to train later. Don’t let it Slack Off.”
Tyranitar nodded excitedly: “Ya hou! (No problem!)”
Training is what my Tyranitar likes most, it said, and then pulled Swampert, ready to go train together.
Swampert was on the verge of tears and could only resignedly get up and follow Tyranitar to the training ground.
Jiang Mo’s main treatment target was Gengar.
In today’s match, Gengar exerted the most effort and sustained the most severe injuries.
Especially Slaking’s moves, Sucker Punch plus Abyssal Thrust, which were incredibly powerful.
At this moment, Gengar’s body appeared somewhat dim, and its spirit was a bit listless, but it still forced a wide grin, indicating that it was fine and Jiang Mo shouldn't worry.
Jiang Mo placed his hand on Gengar’s head, and Tokiwa Power slowly infused into its body.
Gengar’s body gradually regained its luster, and its mental state also improved significantly.
“You worked hard,” Jiang Mo said softly, “Now get some good rest.”
Gengar nodded and floated to the side to rest.
Next, Jiang Mo picked up Sliggoo, the heavy snail shell costing him a lot of effort.
Sliggoo was already Level 50, and evolution was imminent.
Jiang Mo gently stroked its snail shell and whispered, “Tomorrow we’ll go to the Xicui Secret Realm to complete your evolution.”
Sliggoo nodded, a complex expression flashing in its eyes.
The Xicui Secret Realm was its hometown, but its childhood memories were not pleasant.
As a Shinny Pokémon, it had been ostracized by its own kind since it was young.
Its ability to survive in the wild was entirely due to its own strength.
Jiang Mo noticed Sliggoo’s emotions and gently comforted it, “Don’t worry, I’ll be with you the whole time when we go back this time.”
Sliggoo rubbed against Jiang Mo’s hand, indicating understanding.
After settling his Pokémon, Jiang Mo called Lingxi.
“Lingxi, please arrange my itinerary. Tomorrow I need to take Sliggoo to the Xicui Secret Realm.”
Lingxi’s clear voice came from the other end of the phone: “No problem, Young Master, I’ll prepare it right away. However, the Xicui Secret Realm has been a bit restless lately, so you need to be extra careful.”
“Restless?” Jiang Mo frowned, “What happened?”
“I heard there have been unknown energy fluctuations in the Secret Realm; it might be a powerful Pokémon awakening.” Lingxi’s tone was somewhat grave.
Jiang Mo was silent for a moment, then smiled: “It’s fine, we have people in the Xicui Secret Realm, nothing to fear!”
Lingxi smiled helplessly: “Young Master, I’ll make the arrangements. See you tomorrow.”
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Mo walked to the window, looking at the distant night sky, a slight smile on his lips.
“Xicui Secret Realm… I wonder what I’ll encounter this time?”