Olivine Town.
The sumo tournament was underway.
After a fierce competition, Li Wei, Bruno, Ash, and Dayou claimed the top four spots.
Incineroar and Machamp fought fiercely, neither dodging a single blow. Fist met fist, muscle met muscle.
Anyone could see that the four-armed Machamp had the greater advantage, keeping Incineroar under constant pressure.
Incineroar steadily lost ground. An unbroken series of thuds rang out across the ring, and flames splashed everywhere!
The sounds of muscle colliding with muscle came one after another.
The spectators watched, dumbstruck, holding their breath.
"That's terrifying!"
Other spectators cheered them on.
"Now this is a contest of strength!"
Seeing Incineroar at a constant disadvantage, Shiying and Xiao Meng couldn't help cheering for him.
Only after Mizuki pointed it out did they notice the smiles on Incineroar's and Dayou's faces.
Incineroar was clearly taking a beating.
Yet he had a smile on his face.
The Machamp opposite him, who had taken several Fire Punches, was no different.
Mizuki shook her head helplessly. "They're at a disadvantage, but they're enjoying themselves. Men are so hard to understand..."
Xiao Meng tilted her head.
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Didn't you understand them pretty well, though?
At least much better than we did.
As their fists collided,
Machamp gradually gained the upper hand.
Incineroar was already covered in injuries.
Lorelei commented, "Machamp's four arms give him an overwhelming advantage in a head-on clash. His attack rate and ability to keep up the pressure are too much."
Incineroar had specifically trained to fight multiple opponents, but that training proved powerless against Machamp.
After all, Machamp's four arms had no coordination issues. His punches were also far too fast, raining down like a violent storm.
Lance nodded. "Incineroar's flames have dealt extra damage, but Machamp is stronger."
During the deadlock, Bruno spotted