"Whoosh~~!!"
Pheromosa danced as an icy gale roared.
That vibrant vitality, standing proud even amid nature's brutal weather, left countless spectators staring in a daze.
For a moment, they could not even tell who the true star of this battle was.
Was it the Alolan Ninetales that changed the very heavens and earth with every breath?
Or Pheromosa, dancing proudly amid the snowstorm?
"What a shame she ran into Bingbing..."
Before this match, Mu Yun had neither liked nor disliked Pheromosa.
But after witnessing that dance, he suddenly felt that Pheromosa was actually pretty impressive.
If she had not encountered Bingbing, perhaps she could have gone even further in the Black Dragon Cup.
Though Bingbing was slightly lower-level than Pheromosa, those absurd bonuses had long since erased that gap and even surpassed it.
After all, below Elite Four Level, even differences in major levels were nowhere near as insurmountable as the gulf between Gym Leader Level and Elite Four Level.
"Yee~~"
An ethereal cry suddenly rang out, piercing through the howling wind and snow to reach everyone's ears.
The next second, an illusory pale beam shot out from within the blizzard.
It was not particularly fast, but its range was extraordinarily wide.
Pheromosa, still in the midst of Quiver Dance, immediately noticed the incoming attack and tried to evade with the speed boost from Quiver Dance.
But whether the snowy weather had slightly dulled her reaction or the beam's coverage was simply too vast—
In the end, her right leg was still grazed by the beam.
Cold!
A numbing cold that seeped into her skin!
A cold that pierced deep into her bones!
An ultimate, bone-chilling cold!
Pheromosa had never experienced such a cold before, as if it could freeze her very soul.
The frigid chill spread rapidly from her