Chapter 17: Tyranitar

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The quasi-Champion-tier Tyranitar, Krookodile, and Hydreigon faced off against the shiny Scizor, Blaziken, and two Volcarona.

From the situation, Xia Yong and his son held a slight advantage, but in truth, that was not the case. Xu Xiu still had a quasi-God-tier Tyranitar he hadn’t deployed yet. If summoned, the battle would become completely one-sided.

A Tyranitar above the Champion level possesses near-Champion-tier strength, effortlessly handling several quasi-Champion-tier Pokémon.

Xu Xiu frowned slightly as he watched Xia Yong and Xia Luo summon their Pokémon. Time was running out. If he delayed further, other Champion-level trainers from nearby cities would arrive, making escape nearly impossible.

He took a Luxury Ball from his waist and looked at Xia Yong and Xia Luo, speaking slowly, “Time is tight. To save time, let’s end this quickly.”

“Go, Tyranitar!”

A dazzling light shone as Tyranitar appeared, its entire body covered in green, armor-like plating. Several spikes of varying sizes jutted from its head, neck, and the back of its shoulders, while smaller spikes ringed the tip of its tail. Its jaws bore sharp teeth, and its hands and feet each had three claws.

On Tyranitar’s shell were two triangular black holes on either side of its chest, one central hole on its back, and two more at its knees. Its belly and lower back revealed diamond-shaped gaps showing armor of the same color as that of Sandshrew.

As a second-generation pseudo-God, Tyranitar is one of the only two non-Dragon-type pseudo-Gods—the other being Metagross—and boasts immense power. Though its Rock/Dark typing is less than ideal, its Sand Stream ability combined with outstanding durability has made it the undeniable core of sandstorm teams.

The moment Tyranitar appeared, it kicked up a whirlwind of sand. Its fierce gaze swept over all the Pokémon present, and its sheer presence dominated the battlefield like a king reigning supreme.

Xia Yong and Xia Luo’s faces turned grim. This Tyranitar was exceptionally well bred; Xu Xiu must have poured all his effort into it. Its strength was at least Champion level.

“Tyranitar, use Stone Edge!” Xu Xiu commanded.

The ground cracked open, rocks of all sizes levitated, enveloped in Rock-type energy, and hurtled toward Xia Yong and Xia Luo’s Pokémon.

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Xia Yu couldn’t see the battle unfolding. After bidding farewell to the Sceptile group, he hesitated but ultimately decided to head to the Ancient Forest, still holding onto a sliver of hope that Xu Xiu hadn’t taken the Grass Z-Crystal, hoping to seize an opportunity.

The Sceptile territory was only about ten minutes from the Ancient Forest. As Xia Yu walked along the path, a massive explosion suddenly erupted from the direction of the Ancient Forest.

Flames soared into the sky, and a fierce sandstorm swirled around.

The blinding sandstorm obscured Xia Yu’s vision, and the sand grains stung his skin painfully.

“This is bad,” Xia Yu’s heart sank. The sandstorm reminded him of Xu Xiu and his Tyranitar. If Xu Xiu had deployed Tyranitar, then who was fighting it?

The raging fire could only be his older brother Xia Luo and father Xia Yong!

Xia Yu had no time to hesitate and quickened his pace toward the Ancient Forest.

Against the howling wind and flying sand, when Xia Yu arrived, he saw the cloaked man Xu Xiu preparing to mount his Mandibuzz and leave.

The scene was grim: fallen Pokémon littered the ground. Only Xia Yong’s shiny Scizor barely stood, blocking the way for Xia Yong and Xia Luo. Xia Luo’s Blaziken and Volcarona, as well as Xia Yong’s Volcarona, were all down, blood staining the earth.

The harsh crimson sight tightened Xia Yu’s chest. He had no time to check on the fallen Pokémon and hurried to support his father and brother.

“Aggron, Scizor, Charizard, protect them!” Xia Yu threw out three Pokémon without hesitation, facing Xu Xiu head-on.

Though these three Gym Leader-level Pokémon were top-tier fighters, they felt powerless against Xu Xiu.

“Oh? After beating the old, here comes the young?” Xu Xiu glanced at Xia Yu, dismissing the younger’s strength. “Is this your youngest son?”

“Xia Yu, don’t go,” Xia Luo, wounded, clutched his side and reached out to stop Xia Yu from interfering with Xu Xiu’s escape.

Xu Xiu, sitting atop Mandibuzz, smiled at Xia Luo. “You should be grateful I’m pressed for time today. I’ll spare you for now. Xia Luo, I’m curious—without your two strongest Pokémon, what will you do? How will you face this year’s Gym Leader rankings?”

A mocking smile played on Xu Xiu’s lips. After slaying Xia Luo’s two ace Pokémon, Volcarona and Blaziken, he felt elated. Crushing a prodigy gave him an urge to laugh aloud.

He despised Xia Luo’s arrogance, the way the entire Pokémon Association nurtured him. He was curious how Xia Luo would cope once he lost his two ace Pokémon and couldn’t even defend his Gym Leader position. How would the Association treat him then?

Xu Xiu pictured Xia Luo abandoned by the Pokémon Association, broken and defeated. The thought filled his twisted psyche with perverse satisfaction.

“Let’s go, Mandibuzz.” Xu Xiu patted the bird’s back, signaling it to depart.

“Mandibuzz!”

The bird spread its wings and soared toward the silver vortex in the sky, swiftly leaving the secret realm.

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The sandstorm gradually subsided, and the battlefield quieted. Xia Yu applied healing medicine to his father and brother and tended to the shiny Scizor.

The two Volcarona and the Blaziken were already lifeless, their bodies covered in gruesome wounds, evidence of the fierce battle they had endured.

Xia Luo sat against a large tree, his gaze vacant and dazed.

“Brother,” Xia Yu’s heart ached seeing Xia Luo like this. Xia Luo had always been cheerful and sunny; this was the first time Xia Yu had seen him so broken.

He wanted to comfort him but didn’t know how. Losing two ace Pokémon close to him had devastated Xia Luo’s spirit.

Especially the Volcarona, a Pokémon that had grown up alongside him, now dead by Xu Xiu’s hand.

“I’m fine,” Xia Luo finally came back to himself and looked at Xia Yu. On his pale face, he forced a smile, a weak attempt to hide his pain.

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