"Empoleon loses the ability to fight, then this game will be won by the combination of Paul and Ash."
Listening to the non-stop discussion of the people around him, the referee announced the result with a normal expression.
It's a joke, he has been a referee for so many years and has never officiated any games. Isn't it just a Pikachu that has the ultimate counterattack? I think back when he was presiding over the game with Kanto, he saw someone using Beedrill to push the team. It was really a fuss.
"Hey, did your Pikachu commit a foul? Why did it become so violent all of a sudden? You have to pay a fine!"
Barry's mood was as high as ever. He had never seen such an unreasonable Pikachu.
How can Pikachu be hit by Hyper Beam and still be okay! How can Pikachu be hit by Hyper Beam but be okay and still continue to rush in with Hyper Beam!
Is that still Pikachu?
This is so unreasonable!!
Don't talk about Barry at this time. Even the way Paul looks at Ash is wrong. It's just like asking, are you playing me? Did Chimchar just live affect your output?
And it's not like he hasn't fought this Pikachu before. Looking at it, it can only be said that he has some strength, but not much. Why did he become so fierce all of a sudden? Did he take drugs?
Pikachu: "Pickup~" (Oh, I'm so tired~)
At this time, Pikachu's acting skills came online again, as if the attack just now had taken away all its strength, its body was swaying and it suddenly collapsed to the ground.
"Pikachu!" Seeing this, Ash quickly hugged Pikachu in his arms. The concerned expression on his face made Barry, who still wanted to continue talking, feel embarrassed to speak again. He could only drag Kenny, who had a disappointed face written all over his face, and left angrily.
Paul on the side did not continue to ask questions and left silently with his hands in his pockets, but stopped for a moment when passing by Xiaoyun.
Finally, the host Rhonda announced that today's competition has ended and everyone can leave. Please take a good rest to prepare for tomorrow's finals.
Evening.
Hearthome City A small forest in the suburbs.
Paul opened the Poké Ball that contained Chimchar. A red light flashed across Chimchar and appeared at the feet of Paul. The injuries sustained during the battle during the day were also simply bandaged. Judging from the roughness of the bandaging, it should have been Paul's handiwork.
Paul just looked at it coldly, and after a while he slowly said, "You don't have to follow me anymore!"
"Oh chi."
As soon as these words came out, Chimchar's body couldn't help but tremble. He raised his head and looked at Paul in disbelief, his expression became excited as if he wanted to say something.
Paul ignored Chimchar and continued to speak coldly.
"I've given you enough opportunities, but."
Looking at Chimchar who lowered his head and remained silent, Paul continued after a pause.
"You didn't catch it."
Chimchar lowered his head and did not reply, or did not dare to speak.
Originally, it thought that because of its failure, Paul would continue to use several of its "companions" to conduct harsh "training" on itself as usual, and it had become accustomed to this.
But now it seems that his master has felt that it has no use value, and he will be abandoned like the previously subdued elf and become a Wild Pokémon again.
"Since you don't have the ability to master that power, there is no need for me to keep you anymore."
Looking at the trainer getting further and further away from him, Chimchar raised his bandaged arm, as if he wanted to grab it, but couldn't seem to grab anything.
It seemed that Frisk had followed Chimchar's actions. Paul laughed at himself in a complicated tone.
"It's ridiculous to say that I didn't expect that I would waste so much time on you. Even so, in the end you didn't even dare to face your inner strength. You are really a weak waste."
After finishing speaking, Paul said to another direction in the woods where there was no one.
"And you, have you heard enough? Come out when you have heard enough."
"Well, I'm sorry to interrupt you."
Hearing that Paul had pointed out his location, Xiaoyun slowly walked out from behind a big tree.
Paul looked at Xiaoyun with no surprised expression at all, because this guy was the one he called over.
"Hmph, I keep my promise. From now on, this guy is yours."
Then Paul snorted and put one hand in his pocket, and with the other hand he casually threw the Poké Ball in the direction of Xiaoyun. It was no different from throwing a bottle of happy water.
"Hey, hey, don't throw it away."
Xiaoyun hurriedly took Poké Ball. I wondered if this person didn't say hello when he threw it. It was so casual.
"I know you took a fancy to the potential contained in its body. It was precisely because of this that I placed him beside me for rigorous training, hoping that through actual combat and training, I could let him master that power."
After throwing Poké Ball over, Paul felt annoyed when he saw Xiaoyun hurriedly taking Poké Ball. He said that he thought Xiaoyun liked Chimchar.
Paul, who didn't care about the mood of Chimchar behind him, continued to say coldly, "But it's a pity that waste is waste after all, and it won't change just because it has a good talent."
"When talent cannot be converted into strength, then the so-called talent is nothing more than Mirror Flower, Water Moon."
Judging from this sentence, Paul also recognized Chimchar's talent, otherwise he would not have kept him by his side for so long, and he did not think about letting him go until now.
But the weak guy Xiaoyun didn't agree with the words, and looked at Paul: "Then if I can make this Mirror Flower, Water Moon a reality, will you regret it? Just give this little guy to me today."
"How to change? Don't tell me what kind of partner it is, bonding with these ridiculous things."
Paul must have thought of something when he mentioned the bond, so he sneered unceremoniously when he said this.
"As for regrets, if it weren't for the special Blaze contained in its body, I wouldn't even be able to conquer such a cowardly guy, so why would I regret it?"
Seeing Paul who had ruled out the normal options next time, Xiaoyun sighed and said:
"What if it's the so-called bond."
"Then prove it to me!"
Paul's tone was still so cold, but he unconsciously increased his voice when saying this.
"Although I have lost to you, I don't think you used the so-called bond to defeat me. Don't tell me that your Pokémon's strength comes from playing with them."
"You talk about the so-called bond, but in the end, don't you have to rely on rigorous training to convert it into strength?"
"Then why not just start training right from the beginning."
"Bond? Humph."
"That kind of thing... is just a drag that affects judgment at critical times."
"..."