5 bonus Chapter's coming out at 11 AM EST. So I ask that you save you're powerstones until then.
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Discussions about the Battle Frontier were still trending online.
Charcadet's Flathrower that lted the battlefield and Kubfu's display of masterful combat technique were the hottest topics among the fanbase.
Familiar nas added fuel to the fire, amplifying the hype even further.
Bruno: "Indeed, Johan is a highly skilled martial artist. If I were to face him, I wouldn't be confident of winning."
Mustard: "Little Johan is amazing! Kubfu has improved so much—makes this old man want a rematch to redeem so dignity, haha!"
Professor Oak: "Judging by the temperature of that Flathrower, it likely exceeded 2,000 degrees Celsius. Such terrifying passion!"
As Johan scrolled through these comnts on his phone that evening, his expression turned both amused and slightly awkward.
"Have you all been bribed by Scott?"
From just these comnts, Johan felt as if people might actually believe he could challenge a regional Champion on his own.
In fact, soone had already taken this seriously: Archie's right-hand man, Shelly.
When Shelly saw the statents by Bruno and Mustard, he broke out in a cold sweat.
"Good thing I ran away in ti," Shelly thought, relieved.
Who would've thought this seemingly skinny, mild-mannered man was also a top-tier martial artist? A true hidden master.
For Shelly, the realization explained Johan's incredible skill in wild Pokémon battles—people like him probably trained by wrestling Machamp or grappling Steelix daily.
The next day marked the fourth day since Jirachi's awakening and Johan's third day in the Battle Frontier.
This ti, he made an unexpected decision:
Split up his team!
He planned to simultaneously challenge the Battle Palace and the Battle Factory.
The Battle Palace had a peculiar rule: trainers could not give commands to their Pokémon during battles. They could only send out three Pokémon and let them fight on their own instincts and capabilities.
"No trainer involvent? What's even the point of battling?"
For Johan, this felt like a lose-lose situation:
Lose, and the Pokémon might lose confidence in their trainer. Win, and the trainer feels irrelevant.
Luckily, Johan was already used to this kind of arrangent. His Pokémon were more than capable of handling battles independently—they often organized their own midnight "missions" to scavenge for food, after all.
He entrusted this mission to his "Ghost-Bear-Hamr" trio: Gengar, Tinkaton, and Kubfu.
"Ka-kaah! (■_■)"
Gengar, wearing a pair of sunglasses, waved its hand dramatically and marched toward the Battle Palace.
Behind it, Tinkaton followed with its oversized hamr slung over its shoulder, its twin pigtails bouncing with each step.
Kubfu, wearing an unusually serious expression, saluted Johan solemnly.
To Kubfu, this was a critical mission—proof of their trainer's trust.
"I shall slay the enemy, claim their symbol, and return victorious!"
Johan's face twitched.
"...Just don't get lost."
Kubfu snapped back to reality, chasing after Gengar and Tinkaton in a hurry.
"Kuu!! ε=ε=┌(>_
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