Yan Yang's match ended in the blink of an eye.
Grovyle and Silvally took the field at the same time. The instant Grovyle appeared, it skillfully spread a vibrant Grassy Terrain. Then, relying only on basic moves and fierce offense, the two Pokémon defeated both of their opponents' Pokémon in less than a minute.
The speed of it even made the referee pause before blowing the final whistle.
Waves of astonished murmurs also rose from the stands.
Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that the Pokémon known as Silvally was clearly far stronger. Its opponents had practically been crushed by him alone.
By comparison, aside from setting up the terrain at the start, the other Grovyle seemed to have merely been "taking a stroll" around the field, slacking off throughout the entire match like a freeloader.
The gap in their levels was obvious to the naked eye as well—one carried a calm, weighty aura, clearly an experienced high-level Pokémon, while the other had not even reached its final evolved form.
Of course, they had no idea what mysteries lay within that seemingly ordinary Grassy Terrain.
Silvally had actually restrained his strength considerably, but the opponents were simply too weak. They had not even given Grovyle a chance to step in and contribute.
Fortunately, Grovyle was simple by nature. It was delighted solely by the team's victory and did not care whether it had contributed much.
After all, Yan Yang often said, "We are one whole. Victory belongs to everyone, and we bear defeat together." In any case, this battle had not reached the point where complicated coordination was necessary.
Yan Yang advanced with ease.
The following matches continued one after another.
Perhaps because Yan Yang's first victory had been so clean and decisive, it invisibly put pressure on the