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Chapter 143: The Big Hammer or the Small Hammer?
Chapter 143: The Big Hammer or the Small Hammer?
Amidst the roaring cheers of the crowd and the flashes of numerous cameras, Jing He and his opponent stepped onto the battlefield.
According to Juan, his opponent this time was a trainer named Tapia, known for his expertise with Electric-type Pokemon, particularly those that specialize in "Electro Ball" tactics. Tapia was no pushover, having won eight badges and participated in the Hoenn League's Grand Festival, where he placed in the top thirty-two. Currently, he served as a counselor for the first-year, fourth class of the Battle Training Program.
Today's evaluation was in a six-on-three rotation battle format.
To be honest, Jing He suspected there might be some "backroom dealings" involved.
Looking at the man across from him, with his long golden hair and green windbreaker, Jing He thought to himself, "Top thirty-two? When I first participated in the Indigo League, I made it to the top sixteen."
He didn't mean to belittle the top thirty-two. After all, earning eight badges and successfully participating in the League was a significant achievement. Most of the students at the Kanaz Pokemon Academy, except for geniuses like Da Wu, Juan, and Yasha, wouldn't dare claim they could consistently win all eight badges and enter the League.
Otherwise, the number of participants in a regional League wouldn't be limited to just a few hundred each year.
The main reason was that he had been around people like Da Wu and Cynthia, which had broadened his horizons considerably.
Without much small talk, the referee signaled for both of them to get ready.
Although it was a six-on-three format, Jing He only had three Pokemon, so there was no choice to be made.
On the other side, Tapia carefully considered his options before throwing out a Poke Ball.
His expression was serious, showing that he took this evaluation very seriously and didn't dare underestimate Jing He.
Jing He, on the other hand, seemed quite relaxed.
He had already exceeded his goals, so the outcome of the battle didn't matter much to him.
Looking at the serious Tapia, Jing He couldn't help but think, "We're both teachers, and making threats before a match is a bit undignified."
"Teacher Jing He, I admit your tactics are strong, but unfortunately, you have too few Pokemon, and they are easily targeted. I fear your evaluation will end here!" Tapia shouted, holding his Poke Ball, seemingly finding renewed confidence.
Jing He was about to say that teachers were usually more composed and wouldn't resort to threats, but he was quickly proven wrong.
However, Tapia's words did ignite the crowd. After all, the audience loved a good, heated battle with plenty of tension.
They were typical spectators who enjoyed the drama.
At that moment, Jing He remembered something.
The Battle Training Program had a specific elective course that taught students how to make threats and even trash talk.
It wasn't that the school was promoting bad behavior, but rather, students who graduated from the Academy often found themselves at a disadvantage when facing trainers who had traveled and picked up more aggressive tactics. For example, Akira from the Johto region was a master of unlimited battles. His trash talk could often win half the battle before it even started.
If not for his poor performance in official battles, he would have been a formidable opponent.
That was why the course was created.
But Jing He's expression was a bit odd.
"You're making threats to a psychology teacher? Isn't that a bit—"
Jing He smiled, "Teacher Tapia, have you eaten?"
"Huh?" Tapia was taken aback.
"My grandmother has a louder voice than you."
Tapia's face darkened.
The crowd's cheers grew even louder.
Indeed, banning Akira from official battles had its reasons.
"The battle begins!"
Seeing that both sides were ready, the referee lowered his flag.
Red light flashed.
"Magnezone, Electric Terrain!"
Tapia shouted as he threw his Poke Ball.
Zzzt—zzzt—zzzt—
Golden arcs of electricity crackled from the newly arrived Magnezone, forming a web of electrical currents that instantly enveloped the entire battlefield.
[Electric Terrain: Pokemon in the area cannot fall asleep, and the power of Electric-type moves is increased.]
From Tapia's command, it was clear he had done some research on Jing He and his Pokemon. Knowing that Gastly and Weavile were skilled at using "Hypnosis," he immediately prevented the possibility of being put to sleep.
Unfortunately for him, the Pokemon that appeared in front of Jing He was not Weavile or Gastly, but rather, Machamp!
And as Magnezone released "Electric Terrain," the excited Machamp had already swung its hammer.
Bang!!
The "Electric Terrain" had just formed when Machamp's hammer struck Magnezone squarely, slamming it into the ground.
"Chu!"
Realizing what it was facing, Machamp's eyes lit up.
Metal!
It charged forward, and the hammer that had bounced off Magnezone was caught again with perfect precision.
It had to be said that Machamp had indeed learned some excellent weapon-handling techniques from Lucario.
"Magnezone, Electro Ball!"
As soon as Magnezone got back up from the ground, Tapia gave his command.
Zzzz—
A fluffy, golden arc of electricity rapidly coalesced, much faster than the typical Electric Pokemon could form an "Electro Ball."
The Iron Throop had already dashed in front of the Magneton.
In terms of speed, the Iron Throop was indeed faster than the Magneton.
However, this also made the fluffy "Electro Ball" travel even faster than the Iron Throop.
"Rock Smash!"
Jing He, chin resting on his hand, glanced at the Pokedex entry for Magneton while giving the command.
"Chirp!"
The Iron Throop's eyes flashed with determination. It held its hammer in one hand, running toward the Magneton while positioning the hammer behind its back.
It remembered Lucario's advice that the wider the arc, the greater the power.
Swinging it in a wide arc, it struck with full force.
Bang!!
The Magneton and the hammer made intimate contact, and the Magneton was sent flying.
Crack—
At the same time, a crack appeared on the Magneton's body.
A crack?!
The Magneton, being a Steel-type Pokemon, was supposed to be quite durable. Even with the armor-breaking effect of "Rock Smash," causing a crack seemed a bit excessive!
What kind of power was that!
In the stands, Daiman's Armaldo saw this and immediately drew in its armored feathers, swallowing hard, as if it could already imagine facing the Iron Throop.
However,
The Magneton's "Electro Ball" successfully hit the Iron Throop.
The arc of electricity enveloped the Iron Throop's body, instantly penetrating it.
The Iron Throop was paralyzed!
If anyone had been paying close attention, they would have noticed that while the fluffy Electro Ball paralyzed the Iron Throop, part of the electric current was also attracted to the hammer, infusing it with energy.
After all, the hammer contained a sculpture of a Snorunt, giving it a certain magnetic property.
Tapeia, though shocked by the Iron Throop's strength, felt a slight relief upon seeing it paralyzed.
Thank goodness!
At least it was paralyzed.
But when he saw the Iron Throop slyly attracting a magnet to its hammer, his mouth twitched.
The Magneton's magnet?!
Tapeia took a deep breath and commanded in a serious tone:
"Magneton, Thunderbolt!"
"Iron Throop, Rock Smash again!"
The Magneton, rising to its feet, was enveloped in electric light. Five clusters of blinding currents surged from the magnets on its sides, merging into a massive golden current!
As the Iron Throop charged at the Magneton again, it skillfully pulled out a Cheriberry and popped it into its mouth.
That move clearly came from Jing He.
Paralysis lifted!
Knowing the opponent was skilled with "Electro Ball" tactics, how could it not have a few Cheriberry in reserve?
However, this gave the Magneton an opportunity.
The terrifying Thunderbolt was almost upon it.
At that moment,
Jing He waved his hand.
"Drop the hammer, dodge!"
Dodge?
How?
Bang!
The hammer hit the ground, the head standing upright, causing a slight tremor.
The Iron Throop nimbly sidestepped.
The terrifying Thunderbolt, as if drawn by something, struck the hammer on the ground, acting like a lightning rod!
Magnetism!
Not just the audience, but even Tapeia was stunned by this.
"Chirp!"
The Iron Throop, having dodged the attack, grinned mischievously like a Gastly, grabbed the hammer, and with a powerful kick, launched itself forward like a cannonball.
Swinging the hammer, it struck with full force.
Bang!!
The Magneton, hit again, was thrown to the ground, disoriented, and another crack appeared on its body.
"Thunder Shock!"
At this point, Tapeia realized dodging was impossible; only a counterattack would do!
The Magneton's body glowed with fine arcs of electricity.
"Chirp?"
The Iron Throop, gripping the hammer tightly, suddenly spoke.
Big hammer or small hammer?
Magneton: ?
Boom!!
The hammer struck down.
The electric light dispersed!
The scattered currents still caused some damage to the Iron Throop, but the effect was minimal.
However, the Magneton, having its defense lowered twice, now faced a "Rock Smash" that was larger and encased in ice, with dark red Fighting-type energy swirling around it!
The Magneton lost its ability to battle!
The audience erupted in cheers.
"I thought Teacher Jing He wasn't going to use any tactics this time, just brute force, but it turns out the tactics started from the moment he made that bold statement at the beginning."
"Words are also an art, and can be a part of tactics!"
"But the question is, does the Iron Throop also know this 'art of words'?"
Truly, the mind of a tactician is devious!
Tapeia took a deep breath and recalled the Magneton.
He squinted and stared at the Iron Throop for a moment before taking out the second Poke Ball.
Just as he was about to throw it,
Jing He said,
"Come back, Iron Throop."
Tapeia: ?
(End of Chapter)
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