Vivillon flew into the air, pink light glowing in its pupils.
[Psychic] erupted, seizing Ceruledge and flinging it away.
"Bang!"
Ceruledge hit the ground and glared at Vivillon across from it in displeasure.
His reaction had been a little too slow just now. Otherwise, he definitely would have been able to dodge Vivillon's move.
There were ways to block [Psychic] as well.
No matter how fast psychic power was, it still needed a certain amount of time to reach Ceruledge.
During that time, he could either dodge or use a move to block it.
But just now, it really had been Ceruledge's fault.
His reaction had been a little too slow.
Who told Lu Ze not to tell him beforehand that this was a Gym battle rather than a one-on-one match?
Ceruledge sighed softly, but he had no intention of admitting defeat.
With the type advantage, wasn't this just one against three?
He would show them!
Ceruledge could tell from Lu Ze's smile that Lu Ze wanted him to complete this Gym battle all by himself.
No problem!
Overwhelming strength and a type advantage!
If he still failed after all that, Lucario and Iron Valiant would laugh at him when they got back.
With that thought, blue flames suddenly burst from Ceruledge's body and the twin blades in his hands as he charged toward Vivillon in midair.
"Bang!"
Ceruledge was unexpectedly fast. Vivillon ultimately could not match the speed of the Masquerain from before.
[Bitter Blade]!
Ceruledge landed and sheathed his blades, calmly watching Vivillon struggle back to its feet.
A flash of green light glimmered around him, restoring some of his stamina.
``` [Bitter Blade]: After attacking the opponent, restores stamina equal to half the damage dealt.
As Ceruledge's signature move, its effect was quite good.
After landing the