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Urshifu rose from the ground.
The dojo's ceiling opened as Urshifu grew larger, preventing it from breaking through the roof!
Dynamax Rapid Strike Style Urshifu!
The hundred-meter body displayed white and blue coloration. The pure white form bore blue lines like flowing waves, with three rotating red clouds above its head, striking an elegant crane-like pose.
It looked magnificent!
Disciples outside the dojo were drawn by this spectacle, casting curious glances. "Who is the Master battling?"
"Well, personally, I prefer Single Strike Style Urshifu," Chris muttered to himself while observing the Dynamax Rapid Strike Style Urshifu, simultaneously revealing his Dynamax wristband.
"Zeraora, Dynamax!"
White sparks descended from the sky and surged through the earth.
Immediately, Zeraora was bathed in cascading white electricity, its body growing rapidly to roughly match Urshifu's size.
For Dynamax and Z-moves, Chris would equip Pokemon after they began their transformations.
"Little Windy, be careful—the decisive blow is coming!" Master Mustard called out lightly and directed, "Urshifu, G-Max Rapid Flow!"
Although both were Dynamaxed, the Dynamax forms differed between Urshifu and Zeraora.
Urshifu possessed Dynamax capabilities with exclusive G-Max moves and special forms. Zeraora had only standard Dynamax!
G-Max Rapid Flow was the exclusive G-Max move of Dynamax Rapid Strike Style Urshifu.
The Dynamax Urshifu waved its hands, and towering waves flowed with its fists, almost condensing a massive dragon behind it.
The punch struck!
No longer slow as before, but tremendously fast. Countless water dragons roared and charged, blasting toward the Dynamax Zeraora head-on!
Roaring filled the sky like howling winds and torrential rain, as heavy precipitation arrived as promised.
Compared to the previous Surging Strikes, G-Max Rapid Flow's power had increased dramatically.
Just witnessing it was enough to inspire fear.
At Urshifu's level, every move would trigger natural phenomena!
However, as a Trainer aspiring to become a Pokemon Master, such an offensive wasn't enough to intimidate Chris.
"Hmph," Chris chuckled.
"Although there's no exclusive G-Max move, that doesn't mean Zeraora's attack can't be further enhanced!" With that, he reached out and retrieved a golden crystal, pressing it into his watch's groove.
"Zeraora, Z-Move: Gigavolt Havoc!"
Energy spread from Chris's wrist throughout his entire body, then transferred to the Dynamax Zeraora.
Though only a small cluster of sparks, it fell upon Zeraora like flame upon dry grass.
A single spark could ignite a prairie fire.
Thunder immediately covered Zeraora's entire body. Under the dazzling white light, all battle observers couldn't keep their eyes open.
At this moment, it resembled the Thunder God descending to earth!
How could mortals gaze directly upon a deity's appearance!
"Zzzzt!!!"
"Boom boom boom!!!"
Water and lightning collided, thunder tearing through water dragons, water dragons crushing thunder, explosions gradually building, rumbling deafeningly.
Gardevoir proactively emerged from its Poke Ball, teleporting Chris a thousand meters away in advance and blessing him with "Light Screen." Future Sight activated—upon detecting any dangerous fragments, it would immediately teleport Chris to even more distant locations.
A Medicham also appeared beside Master Mustard, constructing a barrier for protection.
"So powerful!" Master Mustard sighed, already turning his head away from the battlefield. He still wanted to continue gaming, so he couldn't afford to be blinded here.
Until the battle's conclusion.
No one had clearly seen whether Gigavolt Havoc or G-Max Rapid Flow proved superior.
Only that Zeraora stood atop the ruins while Urshifu lay unconscious on the ground.
The result was evident to all.
Spectators, referee, and both participants could determine the final outcome from this.
"Urshifu is unable to battle! Zeraora wins, so the final victor is Chris!" The senior brother came running from a distance in embarrassment to announce the battle's result. If he had been any slower, he would have been electrocuted by now.
As for the dojo, only ashes remained from the lightning's burn.
"Rawr!" Zeraora raised its fist and roared, its entire body radiating light.
In this battle, it had performed excellently.
"Excellent work—take a good rest," Chris also praised, teleporting back and producing a Poke Ball to recall Zeraora.
This battle's outcome had been predetermined before it began.
Between legendary Pokemon of equal standing, Zeraora not only possessed type advantage but also had Zapdos's Treasure and Z-move enhancement.
Achieving a frontal victory through overwhelming force was entirely reasonable.
Master Mustard had also recalled Urshifu.
"You fought well. It seems I must expect even more from you. Perhaps you'll be the Trainer who defeats Little Leo and becomes Galar's next Champion." Master Mustard looked at Chris, his eyes filled with anticipation.
The recent battle had reignited the gradually cooling Trainer's passion within his blood.
If he were a few years younger, he would definitely challenge Chris to a full team battle!
"I'm not interested in becoming Galar's Champion—I want to become a Pokemon Master!" Chris replied with a smile.
Master Mustard's brow furrowed. His disciple's ambitions were substantial!
Champion merely represented a region's highest combat effectiveness.
But Pokemon Master represented the World's Strongest Trainer!
"Good! Good! Good!" Master Mustard exclaimed three times, growing increasingly optimistic about Chris.
If one didn't dare even dream of such a title as Pokemon Master, how could they ever achieve it?
"This old man had no Pokemon Master in my era, but now I lack the physical strength and ability to become one myself."
"Since I can't become Pokemon Master personally, I'll train my disciple to become Pokemon Master."
Master Mustard looked at Chris. "From now on, you are my direct disciple!"
"Come, this represents my legacy from eighteen consecutive championship victories in Galar Region!"
With that, Master Mustard produced a Poke Ball and handed it to Chris.
The eighteen-victory streak referred to Master Mustard's eighteen consecutive championship defenses, defeating challengers eighteen times in Galar Region.
At that time, he had been an invincible legend.
What was the legacy of his eighteen-victory streak?
Chris accepted the Poke Ball and could faintly discern that the Pokemon inside was...
Kubfu!!