Wyndon,
The top floor of the Lendurroser Hotel.
This was one of the most luxurious hotels in Wyndon.
Naturally, it had battle rooms and training rooms.
After finishing his daytime training,
Blue came alone to the hotel's Battle Tactics Analytic Room.
The Lendurroser Hotel offered it to guests free of charge; they only needed to apply in advance.
Blue sat before an enormous wraparound wall of screens.
Dozens of windows divided the display,
repeatedly playing footage of Li Wei from this Master League,
and even every publicly available clip from the past year.
A close-up froze on Arcanine using Precipice Blade, and Blue tapped a finger on the keyboard.
"Fragments of Groudon's Red Orb. 0.3 seconds before the energy burst..."
Because of the Chat Group, and because Li Wei had not deliberately concealed anything, Blue knew all this information.
Watching Dragapult use Shadow Force, Blue could not help frowning.
"Dragapult is a problem."
Because it was inside a spatial dimension,
no matter how strong Blue was, he had no way to hit it.
He could only wait patiently for Dragapult to come out.
"I could handle it the same way I handled Ash's problem before. It has to attack eventually, after all."
Blue repeatedly studied how many seconds, on average, passed before Dragapult attacked after using Shadow Force.
He calculated the results of dozens of instances of Dragapult using Shadow Force, but could only work out an average.
That was because the timing of its attacks varied.
"There doesn't seem to be any particular pattern."
Judging by Dragapult's attack timing, it had no particular preference, such as attacking after a certain number of seconds.
It mainly waited for an opportunity.
Still, Blue discovered something from all this.
"An opening."
Whenever an opening appeared, Dragapult would emerge from Shadow Force to