Ye Ling's overwhelming strength

This was the first match of the quarterfinals, a showdown between Shen Teng and Yu Lin. As a Ground- and Dragon-type Pseudo-Legendary Pokémon, Gible could easily master Sandstorm, a move that counted as a major technique for other Pokémon. Creating a battlefield that favored itself was undoubtedly a key to victory.

Clouds of dust rose, washing everyone's view in sandy yellow. Some spectators in the front rows with respiratory problems frowned and backed away. This was not merely a move in a game, but a real sandstorm, even if it was still a small one.

Indeed, the sandstorm Gible had stirred up was small, no more than a thin veil, but it was enough to cover the entire Battlefield. A large-scale field move had appeared in the Freshman Challenge tournament for the first time. Even Shen Teng had not used it in his earlier battles.

"That Sandstorm covers a huge area. Trapinch could be in trouble," Ning Xiao said, narrowing his eyes. He specialized in Electric types and hated these Ground-type field moves more than anything.

"Wait, Xiao Ran, didn't you just say Trapinch was a Ground type too? Doesn't that mean Sandstorm won't affect it?" Jiang Cheng asked, scratching his head as he recalled Xiao Ran's earlier introduction to Trapinch.

"Right, Trapinch is a Ground type too, so Sandstorm won't really affect it. It might even give it a huge terrain advantage." At Jiang Cheng's words, Ning Xiao's disgust suddenly turned to delight, and he spoke with a gleeful smirk.

"Looks like Shen Teng got fooled too," Lan Yanxi said, covering her mouth as she laughed.

"Heh, I don't know whether he got fooled, but I wouldn't say it has no effect on Trapinch," Xiao Ran said with a smile.

"Huh? Why?" The others froze.

"Sandstorm really doesn't affect