I, Cacturne, Am the Perpetual Motion Machine Itself

After being boosted by two Nasty Plots, Dark Pulse had become terrifyingly powerful. Even Steelix, renowned for its defense, couldn't help but let out a shrill cry of agony.

Don't forget, the severe pain accompanying Dark-type attacks was often far harder to endure than the damage itself.

"Steelix, use Earthquake!"

Rock Slide had not taken effect, so Flint directly let Steelix use a wide-range attack, even if Ground-type attacks were not very effective against Cacturne.

Steelix raised its tail high, then smashed it heavily into the ground. A sensation of the earth shaking and mountains swaying instantly spread throughout the field.

Quite a few timid spectators instinctively crouched down with their heads covered, thinking to themselves that they had only come to watch a match—why the hell were their lives in danger?!

But as a dedicated venue for internal Sinnoh Alliance competitions, its sturdiness was Far More Than anyone imagined.

So while there was shaking, safety could still be guaranteed.

The tremors in the stands were already this obvious, let alone on the field. The already battered arena now did not have a single intact spot left.

Yet the Sandstorm had not stopped, and no one knew how Cacturne was doing.

The next moment, a pure-white Focus Blast as large as a tire descended from the sky, shooting straight at Steelix's back!

Bang! Steelix instinctively Lifted Up its head, but did not choose to dodge immediately.

And with that brief delay, Focus Blast struck Steelix fiercely.

Boom! After Focus Blast exploded, Fighting-type energy ravaged Steelix's body. A dent was even smashed into its hardened back.

"Hang in there, Steelix! Double-Edge!" Flint seized the opportunity and shouted loudly.

Cacturne had Not Yet landed, and the Sandstorm could not completely conceal it. This truly was the perfect time for Steelix to snipe