On the big screen,
the circles beside Ilima's portrait for Heliolisk and Komala had gone completely dark.
Below them, the circles bearing Smeargle's and Ditto's portraits still glowed. Farther down were two circles whose Pokémon had yet to be revealed.
On the other side,
only two circles beside Baimu's portrait were lit. The remaining four were still blank.
The stark difference astonished the viewers watching the livestream. Comments flew as they reacted to one another.
"Ilima did his best. Baimu's Pokémon are just terrifying."
"Why doesn't my Smeargle know that many moves?"
"Milotic is so pretty~ I want to see it battle again~"
"Isn't Baimu's Gengar a different color from ordinary ones?"
"Waaah... Ilima, waaah..."
"Milotic is number one! Please, Baimu! Send out the Young Miss!"
"Hey, you up there! I'm a huge fan of Young Miss Mawile too~!"
"Another huge fan here +1"
The comments dissolved into mindless spam.
Lisia finally looked up from her phone toward the enormous Battle Arena and said softly, "A Ditto with a perfect Transform... Gengar, you'd better give it your all!"
She liked that chubby little prankster, but from what she had seen so far, she suspected Shiny Gengar might rank near the bottom of Baimu's team in battle strength.
It might only be a little stronger than the Dreepy, perhaps not even as strong as Galarian Corsola.
That had nothing to do with potential.
Baimu simply hadn't been training it for long.
And Ilima wasn't like the earlier contestants. He kept coming up with unexpected tactics. It was hard to say whether Gengar could outlast "itself."
In the arena,
Ilima quickly scanned his Pokédex, using his own Ditto to confirm which moves Gengar knew.
"As expected of Baimu's Pokémon. It's learned moves for just about every situation. That gives me a much