Northern Village Secret Realm, Part Ten

Amid the scarlet flames streaming across the sky, an intense close-quarters battle began.

The wing claws along Reshiram's spread wings were wrapped in dense Dragon-type Energy. In an instant, a pair of enormous emerald dragon claws took shape, their sharpness seeming capable of making space itself tremble as the surrounding air let out resonant hums.

Groudon, too, clenched its fists without another word. Focus Punch, which ordinary Pokémon needed time to charge, was as effortless to it as a casual basic attack. Every punch forcibly tore through the air resistance and arrived in a flash like lightning.

The clang of metal rang out endlessly overhead. As fists and claws collided, the fierce close-quarters battle sent shockwaves rolling out, the aftershocks relentlessly battering the gray-black force field and making it tremble.

In just a few breaths, Reshiram and Groudon had exchanged blows countless times. While dealing with Groudon's attacks, Reshiram had to admit that Groudon's close-combat skills had reached the pinnacle.

Even while suspended in the air, where it was difficult to gain leverage, Groudon's attacks were sometimes as swift and sharp as a gale, sometimes as heavy as a hammer, varied and difficult to deal with.

Su Hao, on Reshiram's back, said gravely, "Don't fight it up close. Groudon is a Fighting-type Legendary Pokémon. Its strength lies in this kind of combat, so there's no need to challenge it with its own advantage. Pull back at once and bury it under maximum firepower!"

Beads of sweat the size of beans kept seeping out. Su Hao's Wave Power was already fully unleashed, yet he still felt that merely keeping up with the battle between the two divine dragons was pushing him to his limit.

Reshiram nodded slightly, accepting Su Hao's suggestion. During another opening between their clashing fists and claws, Reshiram