I... lost?
In Dande's golden eyes, which had always pressed forward as if a lion lurked within them, there was an unusual look of bewilderment.
At that moment, his entire body felt light and floaty, as though he had fallen into the clouds. Like duckweed without roots, he had lost his goal and his obsession.
But.
What followed was an unprecedented sense of relief.
The heavy burden that had always weighed on his shoulders had vanished. To his surprise, Dande found that he did not feel dejected. Instead, he felt that this was truly wonderful.
Faced with power far beyond his own, he accepted his defeat wholeheartedly.
What made him even happier was that he seemed to have found an even more distant goal to pursue in the future.
Even beneath the shadow of the cap brim that Mewtwo had retrieved and unknowingly placed back on his head, Dande revealed an almost imperceptible smile of relief.
As though he had finally come to his senses, the referee announced in a trembling voice, "Char... Charizard has lost its ability to battle. Therefore, Mewtwo is the winner. The Trainer advancing to the finals is... sixth-ranked in the Masters Eight, Trainer Su Hao!"
As the referee finished speaking.
The countless spectators staring blankly at the battlefield seemed to regain their souls and comprehend reality, erupting into incredulous discussion.
"The invincible Dande... lost!?"
"No... don't let that be true!"
"Did we just... witness history?"
"Mewtwo is so strong, so cool!"
Discussions surged like a tidal wave. Everyone had their own opinions, but their expressions were astonishingly similar—utter shock.
"Little Dande..."
In the private box, Mustard's voice was slightly hoarse.
In the end, all his complicated emotions became a single sigh.
"Ah..."
Hopefully, this defeat would allow Little Dande to completely break free of his