Peak of the Elven Mountain
Chapter 738

No Male Could Escape

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Adaptability: the power of same-type moves increased by one hundred percent!

Most Crawdaunt possessed either Guts or Battle Armor as their Ability.

The former prevented a Pokémon's attack power from being lowered, while the latter prevented Critical Hits.

But compared to Adaptability, they were nothing at all!

Crawdaunt excelled at Physical Attack, and Crabhammer was no weak move to begin with. Coupled with Adaptability's one hundred percent power boost, it was practically a natural-born warrior.

No wonder even Wallace, who cared so much about a Pokémon's appearance, couldn't resist catching it and raising it as his ace.

The rain began to lighten, and the dark clouds gradually dispersed. Sunlight once again shone down on the battlefield.

Crawdaunt stopped its frenzied ground-pounding, waving its large pincers without even breathing hard. Although it had not opened its eyes, it still made everyone hold their breath and dare not speak.

The field that had just been replaced was now ruined once more. The small pits had merely become a large pit, and the amount of water stored was not as much as before.

Whoosh! Wallace and Crawdaunt both closed their eyes at this moment, while Zoroark simply stepped out of its own Illusion and appeared behind Crawdaunt without a sound.

A commotion broke out among the audience, making Wallace and Crawdaunt extremely vigilant, yet they still did not dare open their eyes.

"Focus Blast!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an orange-yellow Focus Blast instantly shot toward Crawdaunt's back!

"Hehe!"

To everyone's surprise, Crawdaunt seemingly had not closed its eyes at all. It even seemed to have grown another pair on its back.

Just before the Focus Blast hit, it swiftly turned around and accurately blocked it with its pincers before crushing it apart.

Then, Crawdaunt fired Swift directly in the direction the

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