"Florges is unable to battle! Contestant Chen Shi, please send out your next Pokémon!"
Seeing Florges faint, the referee immediately announced the result.
Chen Shi said nothing. He silently recalled Florges, then returned her Poké Ball to his waist.
Then he took out Dragapult's Poké Ball and said, "Dreepy, we're going to win, right?"
Just like Florges, Dragapult emerged from his Poké Ball on his own and hovered over the Battle Arena.
He neither looked back at Chen Shi nor said anything, simply staring gravely at Dragonite, who had just climbed back to his feet across the field.
Chen Shi smiled and called out, "Lance, let's settle everything with this battle!"
"If Dragapult wins, I win. If Dragapult loses, I lose too."
Lance froze for a moment. Chen Shi still had two Pokémon left, so why would he say something like that?
But after thinking it over, he understood. Chen Shi was younger than him and probably had no other Senior Elite King Pokémon, which was why he wanted to settle things in one battle.
"Sure! Then let's make this our final showdown!" Lance spread his arms, a confident smile on his face, and shouted.
Once the two reached an agreement, the crowd erupted.
The spectators excitedly waved the little flags in their hands, chanting both trainers' names and cheering them on.
Cheers, applause, and encouraging shouts rose in waves, forming a powerful roar that shook the entire venue.
The host was swept up in their enthusiasm too. He excitedly raised his microphone and announced, "Both contestants have reached an agreement! That means the outcome of Dragapult versus Dragonite will decide who becomes the Pokémon World Championships Champion!"
In the lounge, Steven sighed softly. "Old Chen's age is still holding him back!"
"If he were the same age as Lance,