"Whimsicott?!"
Whimsicott's eyes widened. It had never expected its Trainer's words to come true—the opponent had actually powered up!
Yet Ye Lan's brows furrowed slightly. He could clearly sense Torterra's emotions at that moment.
The reason behind its sudden surge cast a shadow over his heart. He had never expected that, at the most critical moment of the battle, this Torterra was still fighting merely to avoid being abandoned by its Trainer.
According to Ye Lan's calculations, that previous attack should have been enough to defeat Torterra in its current condition. Yet it had still stubbornly forced itself back to its feet.
As he thought this, golden vines began spreading across Ye Lan's right hand, and Grass-type energy started gathering around him.
At the same time, Serperior's aura began rising across the battlefield.
A trace of anger flashed through Serperior's eyes as well. It had never seen a Pokémon like this. Even after suffering such severe injuries, it had struggled on simply to avoid being abandoned by its Trainer. Not even Wang Siqi's Pokémon had ever been like this.
"Use Leaf Storm!"
Ye Lan's long hair drifted slightly behind him. He was prepared to let Paul see just how much of a role a Trainer could play in battle!
"Torterra, Rock Tomb!"
Great stone pillars erupted from the ground, forming a barrier that blocked every incoming leaf.
Stone chips scattered everywhere. However, the barrier held for only a moment before the sharp leaves sliced through the stone pillars one after another, leaving behind only smooth-cut bases.
As the leaves neared Torterra, violent explosions rang out in succession. Dense Grass-type energy detonated all around Torterra. When the smoke cleared, only a battered and unconscious Torterra remained.
"A psychic?!"
After recalling Torterra into its Poké Ball, Paul saw the Grass-type energy around