Grovyle, moving at high speed, saw this and felt a chill in its heart. Its feet moved even faster.
"Bullet Seed!"
Seeing Grovyle dodge the attack, Xinhai's voice rang out again.
Grovyle, sprinting at high speed, suddenly opened its mouth, firing several emerald-green seeds from it!
Each seed was the size of a pea, its surface gleaming with the vivid green luster unique to Grass-type energy. They streaked through the sunlight in green trails, blanketing Arbok's head and neck!
"Pfft, pfft, pfft—"
The seeds struck their targets with precision, hitting Arbok's head and neck.
Though each individual seed was not especially powerful, the force of their repeated impacts stacked together, forcing Arbok's head to bow forward involuntarily.
"Hiss—!"
Arbok let out a pained cry. The seeds had not inflicted serious wounds through its scales, but every blow brought a needle-like sting of pain.
One seed in particular struck the wound on its neck that Leaf Blade had cut open. The intense pain made its entire body convulse.
Its ferocity was completely provoked, and a trace of madness flashed through its reddened eyes.
"Hiss!!!"
Ignoring the pain, Arbok opened its jaws again and fired dozens more Poison Stings from its mouth!
This time, it no longer tried to aim. Instead, it blanketed the direction in which Grovyle was running.
But Grovyle was too fast.
The instant the Poison Stings flew toward it, its body had already appeared somewhere else.
The Poison Stings landed in the grass behind it, corroding patches of green into black sludge, yet they could never touch that emerald figure.
Arbok grew angrier, but also more afraid.
It was something of a minor overlord in this area and had never encountered such a troublesome opponent—one it could not hit, could not catch, and that kept wearing it down.