Chapter 185: Gengar: Do You Want to Dance Too?
Chapter 185: Gengar: Do You Want to Dance Too?
Jing He turned around to see a young man, about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a suit of armor and a bull-horned knight helmet, looking at him with eager anticipation.
Or rather, looking at the little ones by his side.
A battle!
Jing He smiled faintly and said, "Sorry, I didn't sign up for the battle portion of the festival."
"That's fine, sir," a man who looked like a castle guard stepped out from the crowd and said, "We can register you on the spot."
As he spoke, he took out a special device that seemed to be capable of logging in trainers for the event.
He quickly added, "Queen Aileen has announced that the next battle festival will be held in the arena, so this is the last open-air battle festival. Sir, don't miss this opportunity."
The surrounding spectators chimed in.
"Hey, handsome, don't be shy!"
"Don't overthink it, just battle!"
"..."
"Gengar~"
Gengar looked at Jing He, grinning and nodding. It had been itching for a fight—cough, eager to get into the action.
Jing He then glanced at the trio of Weavile. Well, it was a waste of time to look at them.
Jing He showed a hint of helplessness and was about to speak when the guard spoke again.
"The champion will not only receive the title of 'Aura Warrior' but also a lot of prizes. Even if you're not the champion, there are still plenty of rewards."
Hearing this, Jing He handed over his ID card and said solemnly, "The prizes don't matter much. The main thing is to enjoy the battle."
"Haha—looks like you're a battle enthusiast, sir."
The guard quickly completed the registration for Jing He to participate in the battle festival.
The crowd, seeing this, stepped back to give them enough space for the battle.
The young bull-headed man immediately became excited, taking out a Poke Ball and throwing it.
A red light flashed, and a Tauros appeared in the open space.
Seeing Tauros, Jing He couldn't help but feel a bit wary. As a Normal-type Pokemon, Tauros was immune to Ghost-type moves, which would limit Gengar's effectiveness.
While Gengar was immune to Normal-type moves, this Tauros was likely to know several non-Normal-type moves. After all, Normal-type Pokemon were known for their versatility in learning a wide range of moves.
Among Jing He's Pokemon, Gengar looked the most threatening, while the Weaviles were gentle, the Klink was adorable, and the Dratini was even more so—making them seem like easy targets.
'At first, I thought he was a passionate young man like Zhiyi, but it turns out he's a cunning boy. No wonder he's wearing a bull-headed helmet.'
Jing He grumbled inwardly but still sent out Gengar.
"Gengar."
Gengar wasn't limited to just Ghost-type moves.
Wearing a red suit of armor, Gengar licked its lips and leaped onto the battlefield.
"Gengar!"
"Do you want to dance too!"
Gengar echoed Jing He's words, and it had to be said, it looked quite intimidating.
At that moment, Jing He suddenly remembered.
It seemed that Ban also wore a red suit of armor!
Sure enough, it's you, Uchiha Gengar!
"Tauros, Zen Headbutt!" The cunning bull-headed boy shouted excitedly, seeing the situation.
As Jing He had expected, Tauros knew the Psychic-type move "Zen Headbutt."
Tauros' eyes turned red, and a Psychic aura enveloped its head. Its three tails whipped around, and it charged at Gengar without warning.
Jing He smiled.
"Smog."
A dense purple mist spewed from Gengar's mouth as it chuckled.
The hazy purple mist obscured Gengar's figure and enveloped Tauros, causing it to fall into a "Poisoned" state.
"Tauros, charge forward!" the bull-headed boy shouted excitedly.
However, when Tauros, despite the poison, broke through the purple mist, Gengar was nowhere to be seen.
"Sludge Bomb."
Bang!
A purple energy ball exploded behind Tauros, sending it flying.
The terrifying poison quickly spread through Tauros' entire body.
The street fell into a brief silence.
The guard who had just registered Jing He stood there, stunned for a moment, stammering, "Kangaskhan has lost its ability to battle!"
Everyone's faces were filled with shock.
Was that it?
Was it over so quickly?
Just a moment ago, it was so determined to fight, and now, just like that?
"I'll go!"
At this moment, a slender boy stepped out from the crowd.
The Minotauros boy had already returned his Kangaskhan and slunk away.
The new, slender boy, after confirming that Jing He and Gengar did not need a break, immediately threw his Poke Ball.
"Go, Hippowdon!"
Instantly, a cloud of sand began to rise!
The "Sand Stream" ability!
But before the sand could fully form, several ethereal, green tendrils shot out from Gengar's hands.
Hyper Beam!
The emerald light voraciously drained Hippowdon's energy.
Bang!!
Hippowdon's eyes rolled back, and it collapsed heavily to the ground.
Everyone gasped.
One-hit KO!
Gengar floated back to Jing He, grinning and burping.
"Burp~"
"Gengar!"
A mere handful of sand was nothing to this old man!
Jing He cast a slightly odd look at Gengar.
You learn fast, don't you? Did you copy Lord Spot's lines?
But then again...
At this rate, Gengar might actually gain more energy the more it fights.
And if the Battle Festival participants are all of this caliber...
It really does feel like looking down on them.
No, I can't help but admire Gengar's style.
He stood calmly on the street, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, and said calmly, "Next one."
"Hey, have you heard? There's a tough guy on that street, already ten wins in a row!"
"What?! Twenty wins? Let's go check it out!"
"Thirty wins?! Come on, let's go!"
"..."
As they wandered, Daimu, Dujuan, and Yasha eventually converged again.
They had already heard several passersby whispering to each other and then hurrying in one direction.
Initially, they weren't particularly interested.
Especially Daimu.
He had already gathered enough information that there were many rare and valuable fossils near the majestic "Tree of the World's Beginning." This made him almost unable to wait to go and try his hand at excavating.
But considering Jing He...
He was mostly thinking about how to "convince" Jing He to go fossil hunting with him.
However, as the rumors grew more exaggerated, especially when they heard "thirty wins," the three of them couldn't help but be intrigued.
Mainly Yasha.
"Did you hear that? Thirty wins! Let's go check it out. I want to see who's so brave and challenge them," Yasha said eagerly.
Daimu and Dujuan exchanged a look.
Honestly, even Daimu was a bit curious now.
Who could have such a streak of thirty wins?
So, following the crowd, they approached.
The street was already packed with people.
Many had even climbed onto walls and rooftops to watch.
Of course, there were also those who summoned their flying Pokemon to get a better view.
Several sharp-eyed vendors had also pushed their carts nearby, selling all sorts of goods.
"Can't see anything..."
Yasha and Dujuan looked at Daimu.
Without hesitation, Daimu threw his Poke Ball, summoning his shiny Metagross.
Riding on Metagross, they finally got a clear view of the center.
From a distance, they heard:
"Dratini, Dragon Rush!"
"Dratini!!"
A deep blue dragon aura enveloped Dratini as it plummeted to the ground.
Boom!!
The massive impact.
Whoosh—!!
The entire crowd gasped in unison.
"Bulbasaur has lost its ability to battle! Thirty-ninth win!"
The guard's voice, hoarse but excited, echoed through the air.
"Unbelievable! This Dratini! It hasn't missed a Water Gun or Dragon Rush!"
"Bro, you missed the earlier part. Remember that cute pink hammer-wielding guy? It was literally one hammer per opponent!"
"Tch! You came late too. You didn't see the Vulpix. Not one of them wasn't turned into an ice sculpture."
“Almost forty wins now.”
“.”
Meanwhile.
On the back of the Metagross.
“Hey, isn’t that Teacher Jing He?” Dujuan recognized Jing He.
Daiwu clearly recognized Jing He as well and was taken aback.
Dujuan nudged Yasha.
“Are you still going to challenge him?”
Yasha stiffened her neck and replied firmly, “W-Why not?! I’ve been wanting to have a proper battle with Teacher Jing He!”
However, before she could speak, a voice came from below.
“I’ll take the next one!”
Yasha was furious.
“Damn it, trying to steal my challenge! Teacher Jing He, let’s go!”
In the arena.
“Had enough yet?” Jing He asked the four young trainers, looking rather weary.
Glaceon and Minidragon were both satisfied; they had each battled seven or eight times and were thoroughly enjoying themselves.
Gengar had fought the most but was still the most energetic, clearly wanting to continue.
“Chu!”
Cobbley, after eating an energy cube, was brimming with enthusiasm.
“I’ll take the next one!”
Huh?
Following the voice, Jing He glanced up and saw Daiwu and the others in the air.
His lips twitched slightly.
Caught bullying the “little baby.”
In the crowd, a bearded uncle with a backpack squeezed through.
He stared at Jing He with a cheerful smile, already holding a Poke Ball in his hand.
Without any unnecessary words or exchanges, a red light flashed.
A Coalturtle appeared in the arena.
Jing He really wanted to say something.
While a tag team battle might look like the person being ganged up on is suffering, in reality,
The stacked statuses of Pokemon don't completely wear off in such a short time.
For example, the Cobbley that had just stepped onto the field.
It still had the effects of two “Sword Dances.”
Its physical attack was off the charts.
It wasn’t cheating.
The trainers at the Battle Festival were just too enthusiastic.
They didn’t think about such things, purely enjoying the thrill of the battle.
This was probably why Queen Aileen decided to hold the Battle Festival in the arena.
He was really just passively “leveling up.”
“Coalturtle, use Flamethrower!” the bearded uncle said directly.
‘These trainers’ moves are really lacking in creativity.’
Jing He couldn’t help but comment mentally before saying,
“Cobbley, use Rock Spike to finish today off with a perfect ending.”
The massive hammer slammed down.
Boom!!
Sharp rock spikes shot up from the ground, one after another, piercing toward the Coalturtle, which had no chance to dodge at its speed.
Bang—
Coalturtle, unable to battle!
“Wow, really strong.”
The bearded uncle scratched the back of his head with a smile and recalled his Coalturtle.
The reason Jing He had so many consecutive wins today was largely due to the bearded uncle’s stubbornness.
“Sorry everyone, today’s battles will end here.”
To be honest, grinding experience like this was actually quite enjoyable.
The little ones’ mastery of their moves was visibly improving.
The only downside was that this wasn’t a game.
Otherwise, winning against so many trainers would have earned enough League Coins to buy an “Ice Stone.”
Seeing the disappointed looks on the spectators’ faces, Jing He recalled the little ones and said with a smile,
“Tomorrow, tomorrow for grinding—sorry, tomorrow for challenges, come early.”
Just as Jing He was about to leave,
“Hey.”
Gengar’s peripheral vision caught a muscular man with a bare torso, bulging muscles, and a stack of steamed buns in his arms.
“Geng?”
Is there another strong trainer?
“Not today, let’s go.”
Jing He grabbed the little fatty by the horn on its neck and dragged it away.
The muscular man, seeing this, stuffed an “Anger Bun” into his mouth.
He had thought the Cobbley had potential, but now it seemed the young trainer wasn’t bad either.
—PS: Couldn’t stop, this chapter is 3.6k, need votes!
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