Asuka's teaching leaned heavily toward actual combat.
That was also because Cynthia herself was already powerful. Unlike the apprentices in a Gym, she did not need to study theory to solidify her foundations.
In just one afternoon,
Cynthia's Pokémon had already begun to show signs of grasping the basics of Fighting Type combat.
After all, they had the foundations. They only needed to correct some of their less desirable habits, commonly known as Wild Style.
Of course,
if they were talking about an increase in strength, it was still rather limited.
Before they had fully familiarized themselves with and mastered it, their combat capability might even decline slightly.
However, once they became accustomed to systematic Fighting Type techniques, their battle strength would undoubtedly improve by no small amount.
"Huh."
Machamp casually rested all four hands on the belt around its waist.
Its sharp gaze remained fixed on Garchomp and the other Pokémon. The moment it noticed anything wrong, it immediately pointed it out and demanded they correct it.
In terms of strength, Asuka's Machamp might truly be unable to defeat Cynthia's Garchomp.
But if their power were restricted to the same level and they only fought at close range,
then it would not be an exaggeration to say Machamp could handle Garchomp even with two hands tied behind its back.
Lucario, meanwhile, was personally taught by Asuka.
After all, the blue dog's body was not all that different from a human's, and their Fighting Type techniques could be said to be interchangeable.
With the blue glow of Aura flickering in its eyes, Lucario controlled its strength to an extremely weak level and threw punch after punch at Asuka.
Under normal circumstances, Aura could completely predict an opponent's next move.
However,
a strange scene unfolded.
No matter how hard Lucario tried