"Congratulations, Kommo-o."
"Oh, now I should call you Dark Totem Kommo-o."
In the courtyard behind the institute, Ethan looked at Dark Kommo-o, whose body had grown three times larger, and smiled.
"Koomom!"
Dark Totem Kommo-o roared with excitement.
With Kommo-o's movements, the ground beneath its feet also began to tremble.
Now Kommo-o felt that its condition was excellent. After its body increased in size, it could clearly feel that every aspect of its physical condition had received a terrifying improvement.
"You also worked hard this time, Kommo-o."
"After I take you back to Dragon Valley, I'll give you the training method for the Kommo-o species that I summarized."
Ethan turned and spoke to the other Totem Kommo-o behind him.
After President Beckett and the others extracted the Totem serum from Totem Kommo-o, Kommo-o's exhaustion could clearly be perceived.
"Koomom!"
Totem Kommo-o nodded.
Then, its gaze once again fell on Dark Totem Kommo-o.
It was very curious about this member of its same species, who had also become a Totem Pokémon.
However, it did not ask more.
After receiving Ethan's answer, it nodded.
By obtaining the Kommo-o training method, it had already achieved its goal.
"Then go back into the Poké Ball first."
Ethan recalled Totem Kommo-o.
"Another Totem Pokémon. Ethan, you really know how to surprise us."
President Beckett also walked over at that moment, with a smile on his face.
This Totem Kommo-o from Dragon Valley had also lived before in the Secret Kingdom in the depths of the Pacific.
Thanks to the study of Totem Kommo-o, their research on Totem Pokémon had made some further progress.
"I've truly had quite a bit of good luck."
Ethan also smiled.
This time, by successfully having Dark Kommo-o become a Totem Pokémon, his gains had also been enormous.
After chatting a while longer with President Beckett, Ethan left the guild headquarters.
The goal of his visit to the guild headquarters had already been completed. Now he had to take Totem Kommo-o back to Dragon Valley.
In addition, the Martial Arts Tournament of Battle City was about to begin.
This Martial Arts Tournament was the most important event in Battle City. In scale, it was not inferior at all to the Cross Cup, and it was established specifically for Fighting-type Pokémon.
As long as someone obtained the championship of the Martial Arts Tournament, they could receive the title of Martial Arts Master.
Under those circumstances, every year the Martial Arts Tournament attracted a large number of Trainers specialized in Fighting-type Pokémon.
After recalling the rules of this tournament, Ethan planned to take Dark Kommo-o to participate. As a dual Dragon and Fighting-type Pokémon, Kommo-o perfectly met the requirements.
Now, Kommo-o had just become a Totem Pokémon, and its control over its body was still somewhat weak. Ethan wanted to use battles to make Kommo-o quickly adapt to its new body!
...
Battle City, Multitype Martial Dojo.
After arriving at Battle City, Ethan first went to visit Leader Harper.
Before, Ethan had studied there, and had even obtained Leader Harper's entire inheritance.
Now, among his Pokémon, both Cacturne and Kommo-o could be said to be disciples of Leader Harper in terms of combat techniques.
Upon seeing Ethan again, the champion of the Martial Arts Tournament, Leader Harper was also very happy and received him enthusiastically.
"You're going to participate in the Martial Arts Tournament?"
Leader Harper asked with some surprise.
"That's right. I recently captured a Kommo-o."
"Right now, it still can't control its own body well, so I want to take it to participate in the tournament so it can adapt to its body through battles."
Ethan smiled and did not hide his purpose.
"Kommo-o? That is a very rare Pokémon."
"Besides, your Kommo-o can't adapt to its body? That could be a great disadvantage in battle."
Leader Harper thought for a moment and said, "Then let's do this: release your Kommo-o and I'll see if there is any way for it to quickly master its body."
"Then thank you very much, Leader Harper," Ethan thanked him.
Immediately afterward, the two arrived at the martial arts dojo's practice field.
After getting into position, Leader Harper directly used his Pokémon, which was Feraligatr.
"Kommo-o, go."
After receiving Leader Harper's indication, Ethan threw the Poké Ball.
Immediately, the enormous Totem Kommo-o appeared in the field.
...
Time passed very quickly.
A few days later, the Martial Arts Tournament officially began.
With the start of the opening ceremony, the entire Battle City began to boil with enthusiasm.
"Another year, the Martial Arts Tournament begins."
"This time there are several good candidates."
The lord of Battle City looked at the participant information in his hand and showed a smile.
Seeing this, the other guests in the VIP area immediately began to go along with him.
In addition, they also picked some participants to comment on.
And those participants came, without exception, from the main Fighting-type Pokémon dojos.
"Ah, this time the Martial Arts Tournament cannot be competed in at all."
Leader Harper, sitting in the guest area, listened to the conversations around him and sighed silently.
Ever since he saw that Kommo-o a few days earlier, he had already begun to observe a moment of silence for this edition's participants.
Although the participants this time seemed very strong, and there were even several rare geniuses, core disciples carefully trained by the different dojos.
But compared with Ethan and that Kommo-o, he seemed to have already seen the result in advance.
Thinking of this, he sighed silently again and turned his gaze toward the battlefield.
At that moment, after the opening ceremony ended, the tournament officially began.
The rules of this competition were quite similar to those of the previous Martial Arts Tournament.
In the first round, the power of moves was tested first.
In the testing field, some Pokémon had already begun their measurements.
"Ethan?"
"I didn't expect to run into you again."
While Ethan was lining up for the test, he suddenly heard someone call him.
He turned around and discovered that it was an old acquaintance, or rather, a former rival.
That person was Kevin Brooks, son of the martial champion of the Machamp Dojo, and also Ethan's final opponent in the previous Martial Arts Tournament.
"So it's you, Kevin. What a coincidence."
Ethan also smiled and greeted him, while looking Kevin up and down.
At that moment, Kevin was wearing a combat uniform and had a bandage tied around his forehead, giving him a certain air of an experienced fighter.
From the look of him, after losing the tournament last time, he had also trained very hard.
(End of chapter)