The score stood at zero to two.
Baimu held a clear advantage. He was just one Pokémon away from victory.
That was a severe test of patience and judgment.
Put simply—
Stay steady. Don't get reckless!
Baimu had been through situations like this countless times, and he had no intention of handing Mustard his first loss of this kind.
He already had a plan for what came next.
Even though his opponent had yet to send out his final Pokémon, the outcome was still uncertain.
The arena and the crowd fell so silent you could have heard a pin drop.
Most of the dojo members were breathing hard, their eyes wide as saucers. They were even more nervous than the two battling, but none dared make a fuss for fear of distracting their focused master.
Honey folded her arms, tapping her fingertips against them.
Ever since Mustard had coaxed her into battling, her dormant talent had gradually awakened. These days, many said her strength rivaled her husband's.
But she knew they were only flattering her.
Take this battle.
Mustard was one step from defeat, and Mega Gengar had left no openings. If she were in his place, she couldn't see a path to victory.
Mustard was different.
He still had one crucial card to play—and it could turn the battle around!
"Go!"
Mustard, his fighting spirit undiminished, tossed a Poké Ball high into the air.
Pop!
White light struck the ground.
A burly, towering humanoid bear with black-and-white fur appeared.
"Ursh!"
Its voice was deep and powerful.
It was the legendary martial-arts Pokémon, Rapid-Strike Urshifu! A Fighting and Water-type, it had been ranked first among the three reigning terrors of competitive play thanks to its sky-high usage rate in the games!
Baimu had seen this kind of Pokémon at Asahi's