"How is it? Feeling better?"
On the raised platform, Tong Jing glanced at Tong Rui, who had finished receiving treatment, and asked.
"Bro, you might not believe this, but Mu Yun's punch just now didn't seem to cause me any real damage." Tong Rui touched the joints all over his body, then tried moving the muscles throughout his body. His tone was full of amazement and disbelief.
"No damage?"
Tong Jing raised an eyebrow, seeming somewhat unable to understand.
He had personally watched his little brother fly dozens of meters away. With that kind of force, it could probably punch through a steel plate.
And he was saying he was fine?
Had he hit his head too hard?
"Other than some minor external injuries, there's really nothing wrong inside." Tong Rui continued, "It was like the force of his punch had been evenly distributed throughout my body, with every part receiving exactly the right amount."
At that point, even Tong Rui could not help laughing.
That kind of control over strength was probably something even Elite Four Level Fighting Type Pokémon could not achieve. How could Mu Yun possibly do it?
It was probably some kind of special innate ability.
"I see."
Tong Jing nodded.
Although he could tell that Mu Yun seemed highly skilled in martial arts, he did not pay it too much attention.
After all, Pokémon were the greatest source of combat power in this world. No matter how strong Mu Yun was as a human, his upper limit was right there.
Strength was one thing, but his future achievements would ultimately depend on how well he trained his Pokémon.
"Let's not talk about that. Who do you think will win this battle?" Tong Jing pointed at Mu Yun, who had just stepped onto the battlefield below.