The Stench of Meat and Wine Behind Vermilion Gates~~

Seeing this, Ahui froze for a moment before asking, "Heiduo, aren't you going to fight?"

"I am. I'm switching one in." Heiduo took out Electivire's Poké Ball, and Alcremie looked somewhat excited. It was actually quite battle-hungry, but if Heiduo did not choose it, it would not complain.

It would be fine as long as it got to fight Garchomp or Scizor.

The place Heiduo had chosen for night training was truly spacious. There were no large obstacles nearby, and judging from the uneven ground, people had probably battled and trained here before.

As the leader, Soma only wanted to fight Heiduo. Yuri had originally intended to take his place, but Awu, whom Heiduo had defeated before, challenged Yuri first.

There were five of them against three on Heiduo's side. Ahui thought he would have to face three opponents alone and began to panic.

Heiduo patted him on the shoulder to reassure him. "Pick one. I'll handle the rest."

"Hehehe, what big words. Beat me first before you start talking... No, since you're so full of yourself, you're not allowed to regret it afterward!" Soma reconsidered. Since Heiduo liked humiliating himself, he would let him.

He would defeat him three times in a row and let him see the strength of the Dragon People. He had only won a few times by luck, yet he dared to act so smug!

Naturally, the battles would be one-on-one. Awu leaped out, demanding to go first, and looked provocatively at Yuri.

That guy had an incredibly bulky Dragonite, yet he could not bring out its true strength. What a waste.

The others made room for them.

The elderly men and women watching nearby did not leave either. They watched Yuri and Awu facing each other with great interest.

"How strong is this friend