Old Friend

After Cycloze had eaten four Terastal Crystals in a row, Su Hao compensated the training hall for the repair costs at full price and left with an expectant look on his face.

Cycloze's status panel now looked like this.

Pokémon: [Cycloze]

Type: [Dragon-type + Normal]

Gender: [Male]

Ability: [Shed Skin]

Level: [Late Normal Level]

Moves: [Tackle, Growl, Rapid Spin, Taunt, Wide Guard, Quick Attack, Bite, Take Down, U-turn]

Other than gaining two additional moves, there had been almost no change. Su Hao had also reached a conclusion—

It wasn't that Cycloze could learn one move and grow stronger for every Terastal Crystal it ate. The further it progressed, the more Terastal Crystals it would need.

He guessed that the farther it went, the weaker the effect of Terastal Crystals without Terastal Energy would become, until only Terastal Crystals containing Terastal Energy could have any effect at all.

Still, Cycloze's bizarre increase in strength was undeniable. Even Incineroar was breaking out in a cold sweat as it considered whether it could defeat Cycloze in close combat once Cycloze's strength approached its own, given Cycloze's mastery of Fighting-type techniques.

The answer... it did not want to think about it.

That night, under the puzzled gazes of the Pokémon, Su Hao went to bed early and closed his eyes to sleep.

Yet this time, he neither entered a dream nor saw Zeraora.

The morning of December 28.

After waking early, Su Hao made a decision in silence.

Once today's examiner duties were over, he would return to Yang City. After settling the Grass-type Pokémon army, he would immediately set out for the Electric Grand Canyon of the White Eagle Alliance once more!

Perhaps Zeraora was still waiting for him beneath the grand canyon. He had already gathered the three proofs and