Bullying the Honest Guy!

The white light and explosions lasted a full ten seconds.

A small mushroom cloud even formed over the battlefield, while thick smoke blanketed the arena and lingered for a long time.

Once everything was over,

many spectators began screaming or clutching the people beside them, their faces full of relief at having survived a disaster. The stands instantly descended into chaos.

In the commentary booth, the commentator who had fallen out of his chair adjusted his glasses and used the broadcast to calm the audience.

In truth, no matter how terrifying things became on the battlefield, they could not affect the stands.

The barriers along the railings beneath the audience seats were made of impact-resistant, soundproof material, and plenty of staff members stood ready to have their Pokémon use Protect at any moment.

The stands were completely safe.

It was just that Lucario's display had been far too exaggerated, not falling short of even the scenes from the Champion League.

—Nonsense. Lucario did not have even a trace of Aura or Fighting type energy left inside it now. It truly could not squeeze out a single drop more.

If it could not even pull off something like this, then would not all the investment Heiduo had poured into it have gone down the drain?

In the contestants' stands,

Elena's group of three, Heiduo's friends and family, along with Fred's group of three from the academy faction, all wore rather stiff expressions.

"For a moment there, I thought I was going to die." Rika's legs trembled slightly as she pitifully clutched Du Wu's arm, tears glistening in her eyes.

Du Wu felt the same way, but she was far braver than Rika. Looking down at the smoke-filled arena, her face was full of yearning. "So this is Heiduo's true strength? That's