What a coincidence.
On the way back to Pyrite Town the day before yesterday, Ayana had specifically mentioned that the Battle Mountain Master was in Silicon Beryllium City. What luck to run into him here.
"Battle Mountain Master, huh..."
Baimu watched the street-side battle with keen interest.
Feraligatr's Hydro Pump had missed, and Pinsir had lunged in to clamp its left arm tight with X-Scissor.
"Raaagh—"
The jagged spikes digging into its flesh made Feraligatr howl in pain. It tried to strike Pinsir's head with its right arm and force it to let go.
But Pinsir was no ordinary opponent.
It might have been a pure Bug-type Pokémon, but its base Physical Attack was higher than that of over eighty percent of Pokémon.
That strength came not only from its vicious curved horns, powerful enough to snap a tree that several people could encircle, but also from the terrifying force with which it could lift and fling opponents far heavier than itself.
"Screee!"
With a piercing screech, Pinsir suddenly twisted and put its strength into the throw. Its huge curved horns glowed reddish brown as it seized Feraligatr with both claws, pulled its massive body into a Fighting-type hold, and slammed it hard into the ground!
Boom!
The heavy crash shook the ground and sent a chill through the crowd.
After one brief cry of pain, Feraligatr fainted. It was Unable to Battle, and the street-side match was over.
What a masterful Storm Throw!
Clap, clap, clap—
Baimu, standing among the crowd, led the applause.
The onlookers caught on and raised their hands to join in.
Storm Throw was a physical Fighting-type move that struck with the devastating force of a critical hit.
More importantly, Pinsir had executed it without a moment's hesitation, every movement flowing into the next. It