"OAOA!"Machamp roared in exhilaration, its bellow rumbling across the battlefield. After evolution, it had gone from a muscleman to a super muscleman.
No Guard. Huge Power. Adaptability.If it somehow got Endurance as well, that would basically make it an ultimate form.
Yozora's gaze swept across Machamp's status screen. What caught his attention most were the new moves gained after evolution—Power-Up Punch and Seismic Toss.
Both were pure Fighting-type moves.
As a Fighting-type Pokémon, Machamp already benefited from Same-Type Attack Bonus, and with the Adaptability ability stacked on top, the damage was doubled!Normally, Power-Up Punch wasn't too threatening, but in Machamp's hands, the amplified force turned it into something terrifying.
Each successful hit of Power-Up Punch boosted Machamp's own strength by another stage, stacking 30% at a time. The more it fought, the stronger it became.
A few punches in, and its attack stat wasn't just doubled—it skyrocketed beyond that.
With Machamp's current level and stamina, it could easily handle repeated uses of the move, chaining them without pause.
Then there was Seismic Toss—a counter-type move. When the opponent struck, Machamp would grab them and hurl them with devastating force. Because it triggered off the enemy's move, it was almost guaranteed to hit—unless the target was a massive behemoth like Snorlax or Wailord, which couldn't be lifted.
Its raw power was nothing to scoff at either. Combined with Huge Power and Adaptability, the damage output could very well one-shot a foe outright.
"The real kicker…" Yozora's mind stirred, "…is that Machamp has four arms."
That meant four simultaneous Power-Up Punches.
One round—four stacks.
Every hit stacked one stage of attack.
Three stages was effectively a doubling of attack power—each stage about 33.3%. So six stages meant tripling your strength.
But six was the cap. No stat could be boosted beyond six stages.
Defense Curl increased defense by one. Harden, the same.Iron Defense, two stages.Agility, two stages of speed.Bulk Up raised both attack and defense by one.Dragon Dance raised attack and speed by one.Swords Dance? Two whole stages of attack.Calm Mind, two stages of special attack.And Belly Drum—sacrificing half of your HP to maximize attack in one go, a full six stages, tripling your attack instantly.
Those were the standard stat-boosting moves.
In the end, the only stats worth raising were attack, special attack, defense, and speed.
Boosts didn't last forever, of course—they were temporary, like Mega Evolution, and faded after battle.
But for Machamp, with four fists flying, stat boosts came twice as fast!
"My god, evolving at this moment… even the heavens are helping him. Yozora's advantage just got bigger—Ryūnan is in real danger now!"
"Yeah, after this evolution, Machamp's aura is clearly on another level!" The crowd gasped in awe as the Pokémon bellowed into the storming rain, its muscles trembling with overflowing power.
Meanwhile, Ryūnan recalled his defeated Dragonair and once again threw out Flygon.
"Shhh—"
White light flared, and Flygon appeared… sprawled flat on the battlefield, still sound asleep.
Cold rain pelted its scales, but Flygon didn't even twitch.
The weather might have helped it wake faster—but certainly not instantly.
"Flygon, wake up!" Ryūnan shouted desperately.
But the dragon slumbered on, dead to the world.
Yozora couldn't help but chuckle. He wasn't about to waste the chance. "Machamp—rush it! Hit it with continuous Power-Up Punches!"
"OOOH!"
Machamp roared and thundered across the arena, all four fists glowing crimson with destructive energy.
Danger loomed—but Flygon still snored, unresponsive.
Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!
Machamp's punches rained down like a machine gun, dozens of phantom fists pounding mercilessly into the helpless dragon.
In less than a second, it had landed over a dozen blows. Golden light flared beneath its feet, its attack power rising higher and higher until finally—maxed out.
Machamp's entire body blazed with a red aura, its eyes gleaming sharp and savage, raw power bursting at the seams. By sheer force alone, its presence now exceeded Ryūnan's Dragonair at Lord-tier high level!
"BOOM!!"
The final blow sent Flygon hurtling across the field, crashing into the ground with a thunderous impact that kicked up billowing clouds of dust.
When the haze settled…
The dragon no longer slumbered. Its eyes had rolled white. It was completely knocked out.
"Flygon is unable to battle—Machamp wins!" the referee declared.
The stadium erupted in shock. Ryūnan, staring at the mighty Machamp across the field, could only gape in disbelief.
"Power-Up Punch… every hit raises its attack power…"
His voice trembled as he realized what his senses told him—Machamp's aura now rivaled that of a Lord-tier apex.
In other words—
Right now, Machamp's attack stat alone had reached the absolute pinnacle of Lord-tier.
Its defenses and speed hadn't changed, sure. But with strength like that, who even needed defense? The sheer damage was enough to terrify anyone.
"What was I thinking, sending Flygon out here!?" Ryūnan groaned in despair.
He had hoped to wake Flygon and mount a comeback against Machamp.
Instead, Flygon had been instantly flattened, not only contributing nothing—but serving as free fuel for Machamp's attack buffs!
This…
This was beyond a loss. It was a bloodbath!
It was so bad Ryūnan felt like his heart was bleeding out. Not only had he served up an easy KO, he had helped his opponent max out their power. This loss was so ugly his ancestors probably rolled in their graves.
"Woooahhh!"
"Ryūnan's down again—only one Pokémon left!"
"And it's all from Power-Up Punch… what a disaster! I almost feel bad for him." The crowd's roars hammered at Ryūnan's ears, leaving him more and more agitated.
Finally…
He recalled Flygon and drew his final Poké Ball—a Luxury Ball.
This was his last hope.
Yozora's eyes sharpened, curious.
Not only him—the audience was abuzz, leaning forward in anticipation.
What was Ryūnan's final trump card?
One thing was certain: it would be a Dragon-type.
But which one? There were too many possibilities.
Of the nine pseudo-legendaries in existence, seven were Dragons:
First generation, Dragonite.Second generation, Tyranitar.Third generation, Salamence and Metagross.Fourth generation, Garchomp.Fifth generation, Hydreigon.Sixth generation, Goodra.Seventh generation, Kommo-o.Eighth generation, Dragapult.
Nine in total.
Seven out of nine—Dragon-types ruled supreme.
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(End of Chapter)