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Bayleef had evolved. Ash and his companions bid farewell to Ms. Aya and walked very slowly along the way. Because Ash had almost fainted again, Misty was now keeping a tight leash on him, forbidding him from running, jumping, eating too much, or eating too little... Most importantly, of course, he was not allowed to use Aura Power again.
"Hmm?"
However, as they passed through a forest, Ash suddenly frowned and, pointing in a certain direction, commanded, "Pikachu, Quick Attack, then Iron Tail!" Immediately after, Pikachu vanished from Ash's shoulder.
"Hey, Ash, didn't I tell you not to use Aura Power again?" Misty hadn't even reacted for a split second, until Pikachu darted out. Then Misty grabbed Ash's arm and scolded him.
Ash chuckled, reassuring her, "Don't worry, Misty. After these few training sessions, my Aura Power is also continuously getting stronger. This level of use is fine!"
Watching Pikachu's speed, Brock exclaimed, "Ash, Pikachu's speed is getting faster and faster!"
"Of course, it's my Pikachu!"
"Clang!"
No sooner had Ash spoken than a metallic clang echoed from deep within the forest.
"Pikachu, Thunderbolt!"
Though Pikachu's figure was nowhere to be seen, Ash still shouted loudly. In the next instant, deep within the forest, electricity surged wildly! A scorched red figure crashed down from the treetops, but it quickly adjusted its posture, landed steadily, and then shot back up into the trees!
"Metal Claw?" Seeing the glow on the figure's claws, Ash recognized the move it was using!
Immediately after, the piercing sound of metal clashing echoed again. Ash frowned. Pikachu, with only one tail, was sent flying, crashing into a tree!
"Pikachu, don't lose! Quick Attack!"
Misty and Brock beside Ash were bewildered; they couldn't see the battle in progress and had no idea what was happening. But judging by Ash's command, Pikachu was actually on the defensive! What kind of Pokémon suddenly appeared, and is so strong?
At this moment, a more violent current, and the red figure crashed down again. Pikachu also returned to Ash's side, looking breathless.
"Come out!" Ash said coldly, looking at the Scizor.
The next second, the Scizor's trainer stepped out. It was a middle-aged man dressed like a samurai, clearly an experienced trainer. No wonder this Scizor was so strong. If Ash hadn't had Aura Power to detect the exact battle situation and give commands to Pikachu, providing support, it would have been impossible to win.
This time, it was Misty who shot forward, standing in front of the man and pointing at his nose as she scolded, "Sir, ambushing people like that is too dangerous!" Even the man was startled by Misty's aggressive demeanor and quickly apologized, "I'm truly sorry, I just wanted to test its strength. Please forgive me!"
"Test its strength?" Misty wasn't about to let it go so easily. "That was clearly a sneak attack! If it weren't for you, Ash wouldn't have gone wild like that again! You infuriate me!"
Hearing this, Ash had to pull Misty back. "Sir, your Scizor is very strong. If possible, I'd like to have a formal battle!"
At this, the man looked even more embarrassed. "I'm truly sorry, my name is Muramasa, and this is my Masamune!"
After the battle just now, Ash looked at Scizor with great fondness. This Pokémon was not only cool, but its battle style was highly compatible with his. If he could catch a Scizor, he would gain another trump card for Bond Evolution!
"I'm Ash from Pallet Town!"
Looking at Ash and Pikachu, Muramasa was genuinely pleased. "To be honest, Ash, I've been looking for a Pokémon Trainer like you. Your strength truly exceeds my imagination!" It turned out that Mr. Muramasa was indeed an experienced Pokémon Trainer. After gaining strength and developing his own insights into Pokémon battles, he had opened a dojo in this forest for young people to train themselves and their Pokémon.
Upon arriving at Muramasa's dojo, Ash saw many trainers his age, training with their Pokémon.
"If possible, can I battle all of them?" Ash was overjoyed at the sight. His system would award a certain amount of exchange points after battles, depending on his performance. But most of the exchange points he had accumulated on his journey had been fed to Snorlax. After exchanging for Aura Power, Ash had been practically broke. Now that he had found so many trainers gathered together, he wouldn't let such an opportunity slip.
"And Mr. Muramasa and your Masamune!" Ash looked at Mr. Muramasa. He hadn't had his fill from the sneak attack earlier!
"Of course, I'd be delighted, Ash!" Mr. Muramasa naturally accepted the challenge, "But before that, I hope you'll have a battle with someone else!"
"Someone else?" Misty asked curiously.
Muramasa nodded. "That is, my son, Shingo!"
No sooner had he spoken than a purple-haired boy, about Ash's age, walked out. He glanced at Ash, then opened his laptop and began typing. With just a simple search, Ash's data appeared, including the recently evolved Bayleef.
"The data of trainers with excellent records over the past five years are all in this computer! I know the Pokémon they've used and their tactics!" Shingo said to himself, then looked at Ash. "Ash, according to my data, you're a Type C, typically aggressive, a type that overwhelms everything with power!"
He was indeed very accurate! But Ash sneered, "So, you think you've mastered my tactics and Pokémon data, and you believe you can easily defeat me?"
"No, I will definitely win!" Shingo was clearly very confident. "I've already researched the deepest meaning of Pokémon battles. No one's strength can surpass data!" He indeed had the capital for this claim; everyone in this dojo had been defeated by him. But to Ash, this was merely a frog in a well.
"Thump!"
Ash casually threw out Heracross's Poké Ball. The strong hero Heracross appeared in the center of the dojo. "Shingo, right? Use the data you have to defeat my Heracross! Otherwise, I won't acknowledge a single word you say!"
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