Tokyo Falls

"All right, now the points are ours."

With a smile on his face, Su Hao snatched the point bracelet from Tachibana Mahiru's ashen hand and calmly transferred the points into the bracelet on his own wrist.

Immediately, the Sakura Nation Alliance on the points leaderboard dropped to 10 points, while the Divine Land Alliance's total score rose to 2,390 points.

It was an overwhelming advantage. In the entire Asian Selection Zone, only the first-place Divine Land Alliance, second-place Sakura Nation Alliance, and the other 46 Pokémon Leagues in third remained.

"That sword strike was insanely cool!!"

Having finished sweeping up, the group returned. Xiao Zijian rushed over to Su Hao in a few quick strides, his expression excited.

Using a Late Professional Level Leafeon to one-shot a Late Elite Four Level Zarude with a single sword strike—though they did not know what trump card Su Hao had used, the result alone was enough to set their hearts racing!

Though excited, Jin Lin and Bai Linglong, the more thoughtful girls among the three, retained some calm.

The two exchanged a glance and frowned. "We still haven't found any trace of the last member of the Sakura Nation Alliance team."

Cheng Liming smiled. "It's only ten points. That person can't possibly stir up anything else. Us taking first place is already a certainty."

"Don't raise a FLAG here." Su Hao walked over. All four Sakura Nation Alliance members' Pokémon were already Out of Battle, while his Grass-type Pokémon army still had plenty of strength left for another round.

The three were startled and hurriedly covered their mouths, signaling that they would not say another word.

Suddenly, a familiar male voice echoed from the drones overhead. "There are still a few hours until today—and the competition—ends. You've done well. Before today is over,