Ralts vs. Machop

Wei Xin gladly accepted his teacher's challenge, as he also needed a suitable opponent to test his superpowers.

Teacher Wang took out a Poké Ball and released a Machop.

It was a child-shaped Pokémon with a completely black body, red pupils and black eye sockets, three tile-like objects on its head, five fingers, and a short, thick tail. Its appearance was similar to that of a lizardman from urban legends.

Machop, the Pokémon of immense strength, is small in stature but incredibly powerful. Not only that, it is also proficient in various fighting skills, making it an astonishingly strong Pokémon.

"Machop!" Machop was used as soon as it was released. The Poké Ball clenched its fists, showing off its muscles to everyone.

"Sorry for letting you return to the arena so soon." Wei Xin released Ralts.

"Ralts!" Ralts raised its hands, opened its mouth, and uttered a spirited cry.

Whenever and wherever you call me, I will always come.

"Wow, this Ralts is quite well-bred," Teacher Wang couldn't help but exclaim as soon as Ralts appeared. To the layman, unless a Pokémon has a mark that distinguishes it from its own kind, such as a scar, the only obvious difference is its size.

However, as the school team coach, judging the condition of Pokémon by their appearance is one of his special skills.

"Just by listening to the sound, I can tell that she eats very healthily. And look at her figure and skin color. To raise Ralts to be like this, I can see that you have put a lot of effort into it, and your relationship is quite close."

Furthermore, the trainer's personality can also be seen from the Pokémon's personality and appearance.

"With good food, good sleep, and proper exercise, Ralts has a very good foundation." Wei Xin proudly boasted when he heard someone praising his child.

"Ralts!" Hearing the trainer boasting, Ralts put her hands on her hips and proudly straightened her back.

"Teacher, what's your approximate level of wrist strength?"

"It's almost evolved, don't worry. I didn't give it an Everstone, so you and Ralts can attack without worry. I brought healing items, so I'll take care of any emergency treatment if your Ralts gets hurt."

Teacher Wang crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. Although Wei Xin's Ralts was very well trained, and could even be said to be the best Ralts he had ever seen, his Machop strength had also undergone rigorous training. There was no reason for him to lose to a student who hadn't even left his hut yet.

Will we lose? Impossible!

"Since you've injured your wrist, I'll take care of the emergency." In the midst of battle, how could the commander-in-chief be intimidated? Even without confidence, Wei Xin still showed a confident smile.

Therefore, Huo Wen, who was the class monitor, volunteered to act as the referee.

"Teacher Wang's arm wrestling vs. Wei Xin's Ralts, the battle begins."

"Ralts, use Ice Wind!" Wei Xin reached out to Ralts, trying to find the feeling when Ralts used Charge Beam, but he failed.

Ralts only used the ordinary Frozen Wind.

"Arm strength, use bodybuilding!"

"Wrist Strength!" Like a street acrobat, he turned sideways, clenched his fists, and tensed all his muscles, enhancing his attack and defense. Although the biting cold wind was blowing against him, his eyes remained firm.

"The power of the freezing wind is quite impressive," Teacher Wang remarked.

"Thank you for the compliment," Wei Xin smiled slightly and began to guess what skill Teacher Wang would use next. "Ralts, use Charge Beam."

This sense of vigilance, along with the invisible connection, was simultaneously present in Ralts.

If it were me, I would use a quick-attack move to shorten the distance and interrupt Ralts's charging beam.

"Machamp, use Bullet Punch." Just as Wei Xin expected, Machamp's fist was covered with a metallic sheen. In a flash, he appeared in front of Ralts. His fist swung out from his waist with a terrifying whooshing sound, striking Ralts' abdomen.

Laltus immediately made a decision, stepping back with her left foot and turning to the side, narrowly avoiding the bullet punch from the wrist.

Dodging is a key skill in actual combat. Most people and Pokémon will choose to accelerate and turn around to escape, but this method makes it difficult to avoid close-range attacks.

Dodging to the side is different. By dodging to the side, you can reduce the area of ​​impact and effectively prevent sudden attacks.

This technique sounds simple, but it requires a high level of reaction speed and body coordination from the Pokémon, and even requires overcoming the instinctive trembling and fear when facing an attack.

Both Wanli and Teacher Wang showed surprise on their faces: "You actually dodged the bullet punch. Was it a prediction? You have a lot of practical experience and a good fighting mentality."

While Ralts' attention was focused on Machop's fist, Machop's foot had already reached Ralts's leg, blocking her from moving.

Because the fighting techniques were ingrained in her body, Ralts' telepathy had no effect whatsoever.

"Wrist strength, low kick and smash!"

Machop's thigh suddenly exerted force, driving his lower leg to slam into Ralts's legs. Although the distance limited the damage, it still caused Ralts to grit its teeth in pain. Losing its balance, Ralts's legs left the ground. Seeing Machop's hand blade coming towards it, Ralts was momentarily unable to react.

Until Wei Xin spoke: "Instant teleportation."

The familiar and reassuring voice, like a reliable figure, blocked the arm strike for Ralts. Just like a character in a game, Ralts' body reacted on its own.

Her bond with her trainer was stronger than the ground beneath her feet. She crossed her arms and collided with Machop's hand blade, increasing the contact time, blocking and weakening Machop's attack, while buying herself time to unleash her move.

Just before slamming into the ground, Ralts vanished from its spot, its Machop cleaving a crack in the floor in front of it.

Machop showed an incredulous expression. Ralts's extreme and wonderful performance made Teacher Wang's mouth gape open, almost big enough to fit an egg.

You call this a rookie trainer.

"Ralts, Fire Punch!"

Because Ralts didn't have enough time to think, she could only teleport upwards, unable to even adjust her posture, and remained upside down in the air.

Machop raised his head and saw Ralts' fist hovering at his waist, twisting his shoulder, turning his waist, raising his chin, clenching his teeth, and the flames burning on his fist falling into Machop's eyes.

But that wasn't enough. In the blink of an eye, she realized that there was a qualitative difference between her and Wan Li, both in terms of strength and combat experience.

This tiny fire from the reeds could never shake this high gray wall.

She also understood that this was her last chance to fight back.

She needs the power to turn the tide.

Sensing Ralts's yearning, Wei Xin once again involuntarily reached out, as if grasping a sponge, his five fingers rotating and clenching tightly. His body's energy, like fuel, dripped onto Ralts's fist.

Then, Machop saw the blazing flames, as if they were about to burn him to ashes, bursting into flames before Ralts, and both of their faces dimmed for a moment.

Driven by a thirst for victory, they aimed at themselves.

"null!"

Like a cannonball hitting a city wall, Ralts' fist struck the crossed arms, causing the wall to crack and fly uncontrollably backward, its feet carving deep furrows in the ground and raising dust.

Did we win or lose?