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Su Hao extended his right hand, then clenched his fingers. "Crush them."

"Metta."

Metagross's deep mechanical voice rang out. Every spectator watching the arena in shock could hear an unrivaled dominance within it.

A divine glint shone in its Red eyes. With the Destruction Gene activated, Metagross's control over Mental Power had reached a terrifying level.

Even if Xing Yuandao had used Psychic-type abilities to support his Psychic-type Pokémon during the University League, he probably would not have been able to contend with Metagross in this state.

Unfortunately, this state could only last one minute. Even Ultraman lasted longer than Metagross.

The purest violence unfolded before them. The flames filling the sky were forcibly annihilated by omnipresent Confusion, unable to put up even the slightest resistance.

Incineroar was also caught by the waves of Confusion. The immense pressure crashing in from all directions twisted its expression, and only by unleashing endless flames from within did it barely manage to escape.

Yet what awaited it was a Meteor Mash from Metagross, whose power and speed had both risen by several levels, leaving it no time to react.

A dizzying barrage of impacts erupted from the center of the arena. Metagross had become a silver meteor, continuously smashing into Incineroar's body.

Resistance to Steel-type Moves? A level gap?

Under the absolute violence brought by the Destruction Gene, those were all insignificant details. The onslaught lasted a full thirty seconds. By the time Incineroar finally hit the ground, it had long since passed out, lying miserably on the arena floor.

Metagross's aura also receded like the tide, because Su Hao had used the backdoor Mewtwo left behind to suppress the Destruction Gene before it lost control.

The entire venue fell silent, dominated by the crushing sensation of being swept aside by a giant