Chapter 141
Time flowed quietly amidst Lorze's daily "busywork.
"
Before anyone realized it, half of the final semester of their senior year had already
slipped away.
Yes, while Lorze and Pheromosa were pulling all-nighters every single day, the school
had long since been back in session.
However, Lorze hadn't stepped foot on campus for a single day during the entire
semester.
The main reason was that the highest-quality girls in the school had already been
recruited into his harem.
While the remaining girls were decent, Lorze wasn't exactly starved for female company;
he barely had enough time to take care of his current roster, and anything less than a
"Top-Tier" beauty simply didn't catch his eye anymore.
Compared to the women he had left behind, Lorze was currently more concerned with
two men.
Namely, his school team members: Shi Fan and Tang Ming.
Lorze had expected to be able to "kick the door" of Shanghai University High School
right after the semester started, but his teammates had dragged their feet.
It took them the entire winter break, and they still hadn't mastered the "minor hacks" of
Blaze and Torrent. How could people be this useless!
Even Hu Wenjun, who was originally a tier or two weaker than them, had already
mastered Swarm.
Furthermore, while Lorze was helping her train her True Qi Mode, she had accidentally
mastered the technique of high-speed Focus Energy.
Focus Energy can be simply understood as a move that spikes the Critical Hit rate.
Combined with Ariados's innate Sniper Ability—which boosts Critical Hit damage—and
several months of eating high-grade Pokéblocks like candy, the previously weakest
member, Hu Wenjun, had directly surpassed the two "useless" boys.
Lorze estimated that even if those two managed to master their own hacks, they would
only be on par with Hu Wenjun at best.
Truly an embarrassment to the male gender!
Left with no other choice, Lorze had them try to learn Return and Frustration to indirectly
familiarize themselves with Emotional Energy.
Finally, under his constant and varied guidance, the two guys managed to master the
"Dual-Wielding Ability" technique two months into the semester.
In Lorze's eyes, this was a snail's pace.
Yet, for those two, it was enough to make them jump for joy with excitement.
The only reason Hu Wenjun had surpassed them was because she lived with Lorze 24/7
and received constant,
"hands-on" personal instruction from the King of Cheats.
In contrast, they spent most of their time researching on their own, only getting a hint
from Lorze occasionally.
To master it at all was already an achievement—what more could they ask for?
Now, they were "Hackers" themselves. If they could showcase this on the field, thespotlight would be entirely on them. How could they not be hyped?
Cough. Of course, that was assuming they weren't on the same field as Lorze.
Otherwise, who the fuck could outshine that monster?
Mawile could literally fly through the air whenever she wanted now— can you believe
that?
And don't even get started on Kirlia, who had been growing for several more months.
No one had any idea what level a Kirlia raised on an infinite supply of pure Pokéblocks
had reached by now.
On that day, Lorze made a rare appearance at the school.
Since his teammates had finally mastered their cheats, it was time to find the elites of
Shanghai University High for a sparring session.
Only by fighting the top tier of his generation could Lorze truly gauge his own current
level.
So, Lorze immediately had Teacher Liu contact the Shanghai school to see when they
could book a match.
Teacher Liu didn't object this time; after all, she had witnessed these students go from
ordinary teenagers to "Broken Tier" combatants with her own eyes.
Actually, while Lorze was absent, the school team had already been challenged by others
who viewed them as "soft persimmons.
"
But the results this year were different.
The weaker opponents were often swept by Shi Fan and Tang Ming alone.
Tougher out-of-province challengers only managed to force Hu Wenjun out.
Xue Yi hadn't even participated in a single battle from start to finish.
To be honest, even Teacher Liu didn't know Xue Yi's current level.
She had only heard Lorze mention that Xue Yi possessed a "God-tier hack" whose
strength was far beyond the minor abilities mastered by Shi Fan and the others.
At the end of the day, Blaze and Torrent were just triggers for latent potential.
Anyone has a chance to trigger potential.
But the Xue family ability—which directly boosted a Pokémon' s power by an entire Rank
—was not something just anyone could possess.
"Captain, are we really just going to sit here and wait for the teacher to get an answer?"
Shi Fan asked suddenly, his mind clearly wandering.
"What else? You want to do a group dance on the spot?" Lorze rolled his eyes at him.
"No... I mean, we haven't seen each other in a while. Aren't you curious about our current
strength?" Shi Fan put it quite delicately.
"Are you serious?"
Tang Ming immediately understood the subtext. His lip twitched.
This guy... is he seriously trying to challenge Lorze's authority in the team again?
Your cheat codes were literally gifted to you by him. Do you not know how deep the gap
is?
"Aren't you curious about how strong he is now?" Shi Fan retorted.
"Well... I'd be lying if I said I wasn't. But you're on your own, man. Don't drag me down
with you.
"
Tang Ming was much more rational. No one in their right mind thinks they've caught upafter a minor power-up. I've never seen such overconfidence.
"If you won't do it, I will. No problems, right, Captain?"
Shi Fan ignored the warning and issued his challenge.
"Fine. My Kirlia hasn't stretched her legs in a while. Since you want to be a sandbag, I'll
"
use you as a warm-up.
Lorze shrugged, treating it like a casual exercise.
"WAIT! When did I say I wanted to fight Kirlia? I'm challenging the Mawile!"
Shi Fan's face went black with terror the second Kirlia was mentioned.
He wanted to test his new power, sure, but he wasn't delusional enough to touch Kirlia.
He had developed permanent PTSD from that Pokémon months ago!
"Pathetic.
"
Tang Ming scoffed. I thought you were being brave. You're just trying to bully his second
partner? Fine, I could do that too.
My Fire-type even has a type advantage over Mawile!
"You want to go then?" Shi Fan glared at him. If you have the balls to touch Kirlia, go
ahead. If not, shut the fuck up!
"Fine, fine. Lead the way, hero.
"
Tang Ming stepped aside. Only a fool would go first.
Lorze's expression turned playful.
This guy actually wanted to challenge Mawile? Did he think she was the "soft" entry on
the team?
Did he think Mawile had spent all her time practicing "flight" and hadn't gained any raw
combat power?
Please. Did you really not consider that the 'Strength-Exertion Thunder Punch' that used
to one-shot people could be perfectly migrated to Mawile?
"So you want to challenge Mawile, huh? No problem~
"
.
Lorze's lips curled into a wicked smirk. It was the perfect time to test Mawile's training
results.
"He's dead.
"
Tang Ming sighed internally. Seeing that smirk, he knew Mawile was going to be a
monster. Shi Fan was about to get brutalized.
Why do you have to provoke the Demon King?
Shi Fan ignored Tang Ming's nagging and walked straight to the outdoor battlefield. He
intended to prove himself through combat.
"Let's begin. Show me how much you've grown.
"
Lorze smiled and released his Mawile.
"Then taste this! Hydro Pump!"
Shi Fan didn't hold back, taking the initiative immediately.
Violent water energy gathered in Frogadier's hands, forming a massive blue sphere.
It compressed the power into a high-pressure jet and blasted it forward.
It was a high-power, low-accuracy move, but considering Mawile's legendary lack of
speed, Shi Fan felt certain he would land a clean hit.
However, Lorze just chuckled and gave a calm, measured command: "Double Team.
"
In the next heartbeat, Mawile's silhouette blurred.Ten identical afterimages began darting across the field with impossible fluidity.
The Hydro Pump blasted through the center of the group, only managing to dissipate a
single clone.
"When the hell did she learn that?!"
Shi Fan was stunned. Mawile hadn't used that move once during the collective training
camp.
"I taught her at home in my spare time, obviously. If you don't break the move soon,
Mawile is going to hit three stacks of Stockpile.
" Lorze reminded him kindly.
Shi Fan then noticed that on all the clones, a faint gathering of light— resembling the
charge-up for Solar Beam—had appeared.
The light particles were converging rapidly. Shi Fan realized with horror that Mawile could
use Stockpile while maintaining the Double Team clones.
GODDAMMIT! He really is a walking cheat code!
Realizing the danger, Shi Fan ordered Frogadier to fire a rapid barrage of Water Shuriken,
treating the field like a shooting range to clear out the decoys.
But he was too late.
As the real Mawile revealed herself, the gathering light vanished into her body. She had
reached a full triple-stack of energy.
"SHIT! Use Aerial Ace!"
"Too late. Two-stack Spit Up.
"
"MAW~!"
Receiving the order, Mawile activated her "Dual-Wielding" Hyper Cutter Ability.
She fully unlocked the potential of the massive jaw on her head, using her bone-crushing
bite strength to compress the "engine chamber.
"
She blasted out the energy of two Stockpile charges in a single, violent burst.
As Mawile's feet kicked off the ground, her body was launched forward by the massive
counter-thrust.
Her speed was so high the human eye couldn't even track her trajectory.
Frogadier didn't even have time to manifest the Aerial Ace energy.
Mawile was already in his face, moving faster than an Extreme Speed could react.
Her fist, glowing with a "Strength-boosted" Focus Punch, slammed into his gut without a
shred of hesitation.
That's for thinking I was a soft target!
BOOM.
A dull, heavy explosion echoed through the arena.
Frogadier, hit dead-center in the abdomen, was launched like a kicked soccer ball.
He tumbled and skipped across the dirt, flying backward for what felt like forever.
He finally came to a messy halt over a hundred meters away, motionless.
Another one-shot victory.
The exact same result as the School Sports Meet months ago—only this time, it was his
second Pokémon that did the job.
Shi Fan: "
"
...
Tang Ming: "
"
...
See? What did I just say?Why the fuck did you have to provoke the Great Demon King? Was it fun?
Chapter 142
Watching Frogadier get one-shotted again, Shi Fan entered a state of total, existential
despair.
He thought he had been respectful enough toward Lorze this time.
He had bowed his head before Kirlia and only dared to challenge the "newer" partner
with less training time.
Shi Fan hadn't actually thought Mawile was "weak.
"
He had seen her sparring with Quilava during the training camp, and they had always
fought to a draw.
Granted, a Mawile fighting an enhanced Blaze Quilava to a draw despite a type
disadvantage was already absurd.
Quilava's Blaze was incredibly unique; it didn't just trigger the standard buff, it used
"Rage Energy" to enter a second stage: "Inferno Mode.
"
This mode provided double the power boost of Shi Fan's Torrent.
For Mawile to face that localized sun as a Steel-type and stay on even footing was why
Shi Fan hadn't treated her like a "soft persimmon.
"
He simply believed that by using Protean to switch to the Flying-type, he would have the
tactical advantage to outmaneuver and win.
But he never dreamed that Mawile had been holding back during those spars.
And he certainly never expected the "Jet-Propelled Battle Maid" concept to be used like
that!
He used to mock the idea of a flying Mawile as "ridiculous,
" and he hadn't taken the
technique seriously.
Mawile doesn't have ranged moves. Even if she flies, she has to land to hit you, right?
And the flight only lasts a few dozen seconds. How much value could that possibly have
in a real fight?
Only now did he understand: a commoner can never predict the mind of a "Hacker.
"
During the training camp, Mawile's speed was indeed slower than a Quick Attack.
But that was because she was a novice. Her jaw wasn't strong enough to withstand the
"chamber pressure" of a Spit Up blast.
As she grew accustomed to the recoil and used her "Dual-Wield" Ability to lock her jaw
tight, she could now suppress the pressure of a two-stack blast.
Under that much thrust, Mawile was faster than a Quick Attack. Only an Extreme Speed
could outpace her now.
Lorze believed that once she mastered the pressure of a full three-stack blast, she would
be faster than the speed of sound.
Anyone who knew Mega Evolution understood how broken a Mega Mawile with Sucker
Punch was.
But what if she had Extreme Speed instead?
Extreme Speed has no priority-check limitations and hits even harder.
At that velocity, Mawile wouldn't even need a "Move"
—the sheer momentum of her head
slamming into an opponent would be enough to break bones.If she added a "Strength-boosted" Focus Punch to that kinetic energy?
The math for the impact was too high to calculate.
Frogadier had been launched a hundred meters away in a single exchange; he was lucky
to still be alive.
And that was without her stacking Power-Up Punch.
If she hit max stacks and then launched herself? She'd be like a protagonist in a novel,
slaughtering opponents several Ranks above her.
I get it now. Mawile is the real Protagonist of this team!
A while later, a dejected Shi Fan took his Frogadier to the school clinic.
Simultaneously, Teacher Liu finished her phone call and walked over with a look of pure
frustration.
Seeing her face, Lorze could already guess the outcome of the negotiation.
"No deal?" Lorze asked.
"As expected.
" Teacher Liu shook her head.
"Under normal circumstances, the Shanghai University High school team would never
agree to a scrim with a 'bottom-tier' school like ours.
"
"If the opponent can't even put pressure on them, what's the point of the practice?"
"And their official reason?" Lorze pressed.
"The usual script. Their schedule is full. They don't have time for 'meaningless' training
loads.
"
"'Meaningless,
' huh? You aren't really going to let them get away with that, are you,
Teacher?"
"Enough. I know you want to 'kick the door.
' You don't need to bait me.
"
"So your final decision is...?"
"Go if you want. With you leading them, I'm not worried about their safety.
"
"You aren't coming with us to see the show?"
"Do you think everyone is as idle as you? My teaching schedule is packed.
" Teacher Liu
shot him a glare.
This brat... does he forget we're in the second semester of senior year?
The College Entrance Exams are less than two months away. Thousands of students are
burying their heads in books.
As a math teacher responsible for multiple classes, she didn't have the luxury of taking a
"field trip" for a prank.
"Fine. Then I'll trouble you to handle the leave of absence for the team. We'll be back
before you know it.
" Lorze didn't push it.
While minors traveling usually required an adult guardian, this was modern China, not a
war zone. There wasn't much to fear.
Besides, they were graduating in a few months. Going out of the province on their own
was good preparation for university life.
"You guys have no objections, right?" Lorze turned to his teammates.
Safety aside, they were still students. Was skipping several days of school really okay for
them?
Xue Yi didn't care; even if she dropped out today, she'd still be a high-ranking executive
at Snowhide tomorrow."Don't worry, Boss. We're all aiming for 'Special Recruitment' through the Provincial
Tournament anyway. A few missed lectures won't kill us.
"
Tang Ming was already naturally calling Lorze "Boss.
" He had been completely broken by
the boy's strength.
What choice do I have? Did you see what happened to Shi Fan when he tried to
challenge the hierarchy?
I don't want the Demon King targeting me for 'sparring' every day.
Plus, Lorze had unlocked his Inferno Mode. He had given Tang Ming a unique "Brand"
that could make him a star in the tournament. Calling him "Boss" was a price he was
happy to pay.
"I assume your lack of concern for school is mostly because your grades are trash,
right?" Lorze smirked. Tang Ming didn't look like a scholar.
"Hey! Watch it! I'm still slightly better than Shi Fan, you know!" Tang Ming protested.
"That's a low bar.
"
Lorze realized the truth: the combat-heavy students in this world almost never focused
on academics.
Between the limited energy of youth and the fantasy of being a "Special Recruit,
" books
were a distant second priority.
"What can I do? Not everyone is like 'Sister-in-law,
' ranking Top 3 in both combat and
academics.
"
Tang Ming shook his head. If math were as simple as hitting things hard, I'd be a genius
too.
"Wait. Who is 'Sister-in-law'?" Lorze asked, surprised.
"Who else? Big Sis Xue Yi, obviously.
" Tang Ming shrugged.
"Why are you calling her that? I never said we were in a relationship.
"
Lorze frowned. Was my harem secret leaked already?
"Doesn't matter if you say it or not. Beauties only belong to the strong. I've realized that
now. I've given up.
"
Tang Ming said with a surprisingly enlightened, casual tone.
His grades were bad, but he wasn't stupid. After seeing Lorze's performance, he knew
he had zero competitive edge against this "Hacker.
"
The guy 'hacks' in combat. He 'hacks' in research. And he's fucking handsome.
If Xue Yi had to choose from every guy in the school, if she hesitated for even a second,
she'd have a brain tumor.
Tang Ming had made his peace with it. Being in the same school as Lorze meant having
zero "Will to Win.
"
He wasn't going to fight him; he was just going to be a part of the background scenery
and accept his fate.
He just wanted to graduate fast. With the gap between them, they were destined for
different universities.
That's when I'll start my own legend in a new place!
But for now? I'm laying down.
If you don't lay down, you get beaten like Shi Fan. No thanks.
Lorze: "
"...Fine. I like an underling who knows his place!
Chapter 143
The next day, Lorze and his group packed a few days' worth of clothes and caught the
high-speed rail straight to Shanghai.
As one of the premier metropolises in China, Shanghai's prosperity was on a level that
Gui City couldn't even dream of matching.
Setting aside the endless skyscrapers, the sheer number and scale of the botanical
gardens and parks completely eclipsed their home province.
Anyone who could afford to own property and send their children to school in such a
"land of gold" certainly wouldn't have a poor background.
Every family here was likely wealthier than Shi Fan and his peers.
In this world, money was often directly tied to power.
If a Trainer couldn't afford a steady supply of high-grade Berries, how could their
Pokémon ever reach the top tier?
Not to mention how astronomical the prices were for high-power move instruction
videos.
Coming here to challenge a top-tier academy in the heart of the metropolis, it would be a
lie to say Shi Fan and the others weren't feeling the pressure.
They had their "hacks,
" sure, but they were minor advantages that could still be
overturned by raw stat gaps or type disadvantages.
If an elite from Shanghai University High (SMU High) could fight Lorze to a draw, then the
rest of the team would be finished.
But... was there anyone in their generation who could actually stand toe-to-toe with
Lorze?
Even with the country' s top geniuses gathered at SMU High, they still struggled to
believe any high schooler could fight him normally.
In a way, Lorze's current status reminded them of Goddess Xue Tong's youth.
While her peers were worrying about the National Tournament, she was already
competing in the Master Rank; they were simply living in different worlds.
Still, with a "Xue Tong-tier" monster leading them, why should they be pussies? Just go
in and fuck them up.
"Is this SMU High?" Hu Wenjun stood at the wide-open main gates, staring in shock at
the magnificent campus.
At a glance, the entire academy looked like a sprawling royal garden.
Before even entering, the atmosphere radiated a sense of high-class nobility.
Compared to this, their own school looked like a dumpster fire.
Back in Gui City, their school grounds only had enough room for the teaching buildings
and a small arena.
Here at SMU High, the gardens alone looked larger than their entire campus.
Is it really necessary to be this luxurious?
"Don't be surprised. SMU High is technically just a small section of the main Shanghai
University campus,
" Lorze said calmly.
"When you're dealing with the children of the elite, they're going to make sure theirenvironment is comfortable.
"
"The wealth gap is truly staggering...
" Hu Wenjun muttered with a bitter smile.
"Shhh! What wealth gap? There is no wealth gap! Watch your mouth before you get us
censored!"
"
"
...
Fine. If they kept talking, the story might get banned, so they shut up.
It was clear that Shanghai University was incredibly confident. The campus didn't even
have a physical gate.
Instead, a massive stone stood at the entrance with "SHANGHAI UNIVERSITY" carved
into it in vibrant red ink. The entire grounds were open to the public.
Whether you were a tourist or a challenger, the university feared nothing.
This put Lorze at ease; he didn't have to worry about being impolite during his
"door-kicking" challenge.
Since they established this open-challenge culture themselves, they couldn't blame
anyone for coming to tear the house down.
"Lorze! Over here!"
As the group stood admiring the luxury of the campus, a familiar voice drifted through the
air.
A slender, beautiful blonde figure was waving at them—Anna Lee had arrived.
Anna was a student at SMU High, after all. Since Lorze was in town, he naturally had to
see her and let her act as their guide.
Without her, it would take them forever to navigate this massive campus and find the
competitive arena.
"Why are you here so early? I was going to pick you up at the station,
" Anna said,
immediately wrapping her arms around Lorze's.
The intimate way she clung to him made Tang Ming and the others green with envy.
They had realized during the winter training camp that Anna was much more than just a
"research assistant.
"
The two of them were always stuck together; it was a clear case of "If there's work, the
assistant does it; if there's no work, he does the assistant...
"
Combined with Hu Wenjun and Teacher Liu's ambiguous relationships with him, it was
obvious Lorze was juggling three—or more—women at once.
And even knowing how much of a fuckboy he was, the women seemed perfectly happy
to be part of the rotation...
It's too much. This is a modern society—how the fuck is he running a harem?
I'm so goddamn jealous...
"I only came early because I couldn't wait to see you,
" Lorze said, shooting her a wink.
The sheer "trashy fuckboy" energy in his voice made Tang Ming and the others shiver
with disgust.
Is being this shameless the only way to build a harem?
No. We can't do it. Our dignity won't allow it!
"Liar~
. You only came here to cause trouble,
" Anna rolled her eyes, but she was smiling.
"I'm literally being a traitor to my school for you right now. You better compensate me
properly later~
"."Fine. I'll help you 'reinforce' your True Qi Mode tonight~
,
" Lorze said, sliding his hand
down to rest on her waist.
"That's more like it.
" Anna smiled with satisfaction.
She obviously wasn't looking forward to the "meditation" part. But with outsiders around,
Lorze couldn't be too explicit.
As long as she had him to herself tonight, she was happy~
.
Anna began to introduce the campus to her lover with a smug grin.
She didn't waste time on boring history; she knew Lorze' s mind was only on women and
Pokémon.
She pointed out the exact location of the girls' dormitories and the various
state-of-the-art training facilities available to students.
There was a "Sunny Day Room" for Fire-types, a "Rain Dance Chamber" for Water-types,
and so on.
These facilities were saturated with elemental energy, making it much easier for
Pokémon to master high-level moves.
SMU High had dozens of these rooms, and students could use them by spending their
academic credits.
Compared to Gui City No. 1 High, which had a single dirt arena and nothing else, their
home school felt like a third-world village.
The group toured the grounds for a while before arriving at a localized arena that was
absurdly large.
Based on the scale, you could tell him this was a municipal-grade stadium and he'd
believe it.
At the entrance, a quiet, scholarly girl was sitting on the ground, reading a book.
Resting its head on her lap was a Shelgon, lazily basking in the afternoon sun.
Yes—a Dragon-type!
Even though they were mentally prepared, running into a Dragon Trainer at the front door
was a reality check.
In Gui City No. 1 High, the entire student body couldn't produce a single Dragon, and
even Starters were rare.
Here at SMU,
"Starters" were basically the common trash of the freshman class...
Lorze had to manually cover Hu Wenjun's mouth before she started complaining about
social inequality again.
"Halt. This is the student/faculty entrance. Tourists should use the side gate for
spectators,
" the quiet girl said, closing her book.
She clearly took them for tourists and pointed toward the visitor path.
"Does 'spectators' mean there are matches happening today?" Lorze asked curiously.
"Yes. At 2:00 PM, our Team 2 will be having a scrimmage against the Team 2 of the
Beijing University High School (BU High).
"
"It starts in about an hour. You can go inside and find a seat now,
" she said dismissively.
"Hey~
, don't be in such a rush to kick us out. We aren't here to watch.
"
Lorze noticed the girl was actually quite pretty, so he went back to his old habits.
"I actually just wanted to ask... do you have a boyfriend?~
"
"Huh?" The quiet girl was blindsided by the sudden flirtation. She stared at the boy inshock.
Usually, she was indifferent to boys, but for some reason, she felt a sudden, inexplicable
flutter of panic.
She brushed a lock of hair behind her ear, her face turning pink.
"A boyfriend... no, I
don't.
"
Shi Fan: "
"
...
Tang Ming: "
"
...
Holy shit, are you kidding me?
She's a total beauty, and he hooked her in one sentence?
Are girls really this easy? Do I actually have to be a piece of trash to get a date?
Xue Yi finally had enough. She stepped forward with a dark expression and grabbed
Lorze by the ear.
"So sorry. This man is a professional fuckboy. Don't believe a word he says.
"
She turned back to the girl.
"Go tell your teachers that we' re here to kick the door. We're
the challengers.
"
"You... you're what?" The girl was stunned.
She forgot about being hit on. Did they just say they're here to 'kick the door'?
You're the one who shouldn't be taken seriously! How can you say something so insane
with such a straight face?
It had been years since anyone dared to "kick the door" at SMU High.
While they didn't officially forbid it, the school' s reputation and power meant no one was
stupid enough to try.
Who are these people? I haven't seen them on any of the elite rosters in the major
provinces.
Where did you come from, and why do you have the balls to challenge SMU?
The quiet girl gave Lorze a long, lingering look before running inside to find a teacher.
Lorze didn't wait for her to finish. He followed right behind and kicked the heavy doors
open with a bang.
"ANYONE HOME? I'M HERE TO KICK THE DOOR!"
Chapter 144
Just as the quiet girl was about to report the challenge, a violent thud echoed through the
arena as the doors were kicked open.
Following the sound was a voice so arrogant it bordered on suicidal: "ANYONE HOME?
WE'RE HERE TO KICK THE DOOR!"
Lorze had produced a megaphone from God-knows-where and was shouting into the
cavernous stadium.
In an instant, every eye in the building was fixed on him.
SMU High's matches were always open to the public, so the stands were already filling
up with daily spectators.
For an audience, there was nothing more exciting than a sudden, unscripted challenge.
Lorze's shout sent a wave of electricity through the crowd.
"What's going on? Someone is actually challenging SMU High?"
"This just got interesting! Text the dorms, tell everyone to get down here now!"Mutterings and excitement rippled through the stands, causing the female coach in
charge of Team 2's final drills to frown.
She noticed the intruders and was forced to halt the training session.
"Students, if you want a scrimmage, you need to book an appointment in advance.
"
The female teacher walked over, looking at the group with deep dissatisfaction.
"Don't interrupt our preparation for the next match. Barging into a private training session
is incredibly rude.
"
She was annoyed that her rhythm was broken, but as her eyes met Lorze's, her irritation
mysteriously softened.
She found herself unable to maintain eye contact with the boy.
"So sorry, Teacher. We're here to tear the place down, not to be polite.
"
Lorze smiled, meeting her gaze directly.
"Besides, the match doesn't start for an hour. Making the audience wait is bad business.
Why not give them a pre-game warm-up?"
"If it were just a warm-up, that would be fine. But anyone brave enough to kick our door
must have some skill.
"
The teacher shook her head, avoiding his eyes as she rejected his plan.
"We aren't going to waste our stamina before we face the Beijing team.
"
"That's fine. We're flexible. If Team 2 is too busy, just bring out Team 1.
"
Lorze challenged her.
"Surely the Great SMU High doesn't have a single person available
to answer a challenge?"
The teacher was left speechless for a moment.
Of course we have people. But do you really think you're worthy of calling out Team 1?
The monsters on Team 1 could solo our entire Team 2 in a gauntlet. You think you can
touch them?
Aside from the Beijing elite, no one in this country is our Team 1's equal.
If she weren't a professional educator, she would have started cursing at this arrogant
brat. Where does a high schooler get this much ego?
"Teacher, let us handle them. We're just the substitutes anyway.
"
One of the Team 2 subs spoke up from the sideline.
"They've come to our home and insulted us; we have to give them a lesson. Otherwise,
the Beijing guys will be laughing at us for the rest of the year.
"
"Fine. Go pick a squad.
" The teacher sighed.
With so many people watching, they couldn't afford to look like cowards.
The main roster for the BU High match was already set, so letting the benched players
vent their frustrations on these intruders wasn't a bad idea.
The announcement caused a stir among the subs. Everyone wanted a piece of the
arrogant brat to show him the gap between a "normal" school and SMU.
SMU was truly an elite academy; their bench alone had more players than Lorze's entire
school team. There were at least 20 people warming up.
From such a deep pool, it was easy to assemble a high-tier strategy.
They quickly formed a squad known as a "Rookie Nightmare"
—a Sandstorm Team!
Sandstorm was arguably the most annoying weather condition to fight.
The lashing grit was frustrating to look at, but more importantly, it got into the eyes ofboth Trainer and Pokémon.
With visibility obscured, it was nearly impossible to issue effective commands.
SMU was clearly intending to brutalize them for the insult.
Good. If you weren't serious, this would be boring.
"Finished yet? I'm about to fall asleep.
"
Lorze let out a massive, exaggerated yawn, acting as if the Sandstorm Team was a
complete joke.
"Don't worry. You won't have time to sleep in a minute.
"
Four boys and one girl from the bench stepped onto the field.
Under the gaze of the growing crowd, they summoned their partners.
The lineup: Gligar, Vibrava, Gastrodon, Gabite, and a Hippopotas as the weather-setter.
Well... if these were all fully evolved, they'd be a threat.
But in their current forms, they looked like a "Toddler's First Sandstorm.
"
Without a Tyranitar or an Excadrill, the team lacked real bite.
Lorze lost interest instantly. He shot a look at Xue Yi, who nodded and walked onto the
field alone.
Yes—alone. Lorze and the boys stayed on the bench, looking like bored spectators.
"A 1v1?" the lead sub asked, frowning.
"If you wanted a 1v1, you should have said so. You're wasting our time with team
building.
"
"Or did you lose your balls after seeing the Sandstorm core?"
"No. It's not a 1v1. And it's not a 5v5 either.
"
Xue Yi reached for a Poké Ball and summoned a small, snowy-white creature.
She looked at the five opponents with a face of pure, icy indifference.
"It's a 1v5.
"
1v5?
The words hit the arena like a bomb. The opponents, the coaches, and the crowd were
all dumbfounded.
Did we hear that right?
It's bad enough to kick SMU's door, but you want to 1v5 our bench?
Even our own Team 1 wouldn't try to face five partners simultaneously. At most, they'd
do a gauntlet.
Being focused down by five Pokémon at once was a death sentence.
Do you seriously think you're stronger than our Team 1?
"Listen, sweetheart, I don't like being mean to girls, but if you want a fight, be serious.
This level of arrogance is just embarrassing,
" the lead sub said darkly.
He suspected they were just putting on a show because they knew they couldn't win. A
bluff to save face?
"And even if you're serious... at least pick a partner that doesn't suck.
"
"That Shiny Vulpix is pretty, I'll give you that. But no matter how pretty it is, it's a
Fire-type. Ground and Rock-types will crush it.
"
"Do you have a secret Ice-move to one-shot us? Because our team is effectively 4x weak
to Ice...
"
"But why would a Fire-Vulpix worry us?""Stop talking. Start the match. If I lose, we leave.
"
Xue Yi's voice was as cold as a glacier.
Her icy demeanor wasn't a choice; it was the result of her internal Ice-type affinity. This
was her natural state.
The only reason Lorze got to see her "erotic" and "submissive" faces in bed was because
he had used Cute Charm to break her before she fully matured.
If she had reached her peak—like Goddess Xue Tong—even Cute Charm would have
struggled to melt her.
But more importantly, Xue Yi carried the unique talent of the Xue bloodline.
Her mother and sister could both massively amplify a Pokémon's power. Logically, Xue
Yi could too.
It was just that her partners were always "too cute" to radiate the same lethal pressure as
Xue Tong's team.
Lorze was genuinely curious: Now that she has an Ice-type she actually resonates with,
how much power can she draw out?
It was the perfect time to find out.
Chapter 145
The Team 2 substitutes looked at each other in bewilderment.
As students on the SMU High school team, even as substitutes, they were among the
elite of their generation.
Their hearts were filled with a natural, burning pride.
Yet here they were, being treated with total contempt by a woman who had appeared out
of nowhere.
Even if she was a beauty, they were furious at the disrespect.
As members of SMU, if five of them ganged up on one girl and won, it would be a
shameful story to tell.
But if they somehow lost? Their reputations would be dragged through the mud; they'd
never be able to show their faces again.
Normally, they would never agree to something with zero upside unless they were
brain-dead.
However, the Coach insisted on a swift resolution to end this farce as quickly as
possible.
So, despite their reluctance, they were forced to answer the challenge five-on-one.
Fine. Since she dares to provoke us, we'll go all out and show her the gap.
We'll make her realize just how deep her ignorance actually goes!
"Sandstorm!"
At the leader's low shout, the weather-setting Hippopotas let out a deep roar.
A massive volume of fine sand erupted from its nostrils and mouth, swirling without the
need for wind.
It quickly transformed the arena into a localized, churning sea of grit.
Within the sand, the physical attackers with the Sand Veil Ability vanished from sight.
They were now ghosts in the storm, ready to strike from any angle at any second.
Fortunately, at that moment, transparent energy barriers flared to life around the standsand the player benches.
The lashing sand was contained within the battlefield, preventing any "accidental"
injuries to the crowd.
SMU really is filthy rich.
Maintaining these high-energy barriers was incredibly expensive; it was effectively
burning money for a show.
For a match between non-professionals, other schools would just have a teacher's
Pokémon stand guard.
SMU, however, deployed automated barriers for even their lowest-tier scrimmages.
Xue Yi's eyes narrowed as she watched the barrier stabilize.
Good. Now I can cut loose without worrying about collateral damage.
"Sweetheart, it' s not too late to surrender. A lone Trainer can' t break a Sandstorm core,
"
the sub-leader sneered.
"If you truly believe that, then your understanding of the meta is outdated. Little Ice,
make them chill.
"
Xue Yi glanced at the Pokémon vanishing into the sand.
Taking on five opponents while blinded by a sandstorm was indeed a nuisance.
But Weather Teams, despite their synergy, possess two fatal weaknesses.
First, their strategy is often linear and predictable. Second, they are vulnerable to
weather-wars.
The first weakness can be overcome with skill and coordination.
The second is a matter of raw individual power—it depends entirely on the proficiency of
the weather-setter.
If a setter is weak, the team usually brings two.
But the SMU subs had only brought one Hippopotas, likely assuming no one could
contest their weather.
While Xue Yi didn't fear a dual-setter setup, having only one made her job much easier.
"Little Ice" was the nickname Xue Yi gave her Alolan Vulpix, who possessed the Snow
Warning Ability.
Following Xue Yi's command, the Alolan Vulpix let out a cute "Wuuuu-yuuu!"
Immediately, its body began to radiate an intense, crystalline chill.
The cold spread like a white mist, condensing the moisture in the air until snowflakes
began to fall.
As the snow entered the fray, the weather particles in the arena became chaotic.
Weather-warring is essentially a tug-of-war over these particles.
Whoever can convert more particles to their alignment controls the environment.
In this regard, Little Ice was a literal prodigy; her snowy aura carried the legacy of her
S-Rank mother.
The mother Ninetales could bury a mountain range in a blizzard vortex.
Little Ice had inherited that potential. Her chill instantly corroded the opponent's weather
particles.
Everywhere the snow touched, the sandstorm was forced into a frantic retreat.
The snowflakes were caught up by a sudden, rising gale generated by the Pokémon's
intent.The quiet snowfall twisted into a bone-chilling, razor-sharp blizzard.
A massive polar vortex began to visibly take shape in the center of the stadium.
Anyone who has ever studied weather-setting knows that forming a "Vortex" requires
absolute mastery over the elements.
Otherwise, you're just making a standard weather effect, like Hippopotas's generic
sandstorm.
"This... it's an Ice-type?" The sub-leader's pupils contracted violently.
Why is a Vulpix using an Ice-type Snow Warning?
Is this not a Shiny Fire-Vulpix? Is it... an Alolan Vulpix?
"No way! An Ice-type Vulpix???"
The crowd stared with bulging eyes. How could a Vulpix be an Ice-type?
Wait... people started remembering a viral photo from a research team months ago.
The photo showed a Ninetales hidden in a blizzard. Was that real?
If it was real, we should have hunted for one ourselves!
An Alolan Vulpix was not just beautiful; it was powerful, mysterious, and rare— the
ultimate status symbol.
"SHIT! Interrupt her! Break the cast!" The leader realized the danger too late.
Half his team was 4x weak to Ice. If the blizzard stabilized, they were going to get wiped.
If the SMU High school team was soloed by a random girl, the internet would roast them
alive.
We cannot lose!
If we can't win the weather war, we'll just beat her into the ground physically!
She's alone—focus fire!
"Futile struggle.
"
Xue Yi's eyes turned cold, flickering with a faint blue light—a sign of her Ice-type talent
activating.
Under her augmentation, Little Ice's pressure spiked. Her control over the snow hit a
new peak.
The Blizzard Vortex fully manifested, swallowing the remaining sandstorm in a single
gulp.
Next, Little Ice used the Lorze-hack to "Dual-Wield" the Snow Cloak Ability.
Her small silhouette vanished into the whiteout, becoming impossible to track.
The arena was now a screaming wasteland of wind and hail.
The sand-team Pokémon, most of whom were deathly allergic to ice, couldn't even keep
their eyes open.
Their prepared moves were forcefully interrupted as they were whipped by the freezing
gale.
Weather Teams are the height of toxicity; once the environment is set, the advantage is
insurmountable.
From within the storm, Little Ice let out another cry.
She wasn't setting weather anymore. She was casting the ultimate Ice-type nuke:
Blizzard.
Under the "Vortex" effect of her Ability, the accuracy was 100%.
The move combined with the existing storm to harvest the temperature and stamina ofthe five targets.
After thirty seconds of the storm's fury, Little Ice ceased the spell.
The vortex dissipated. The dark, frozen sky cleared, returning the arena to its natural
lighting.
But on the field, five Pokémon remained— frozen solid into beautiful, jagged ice
sculptures.
And standing before them was Little Ice, looking as innocent and cute as ever.
Innocent, my ass!
The substitutes were catatonic. Had they really just been 1v5 wiped?
And it looked like she didn't even break a sweat?!
Then again, a Snow Team facing targets with a 4x Ice weakness didn't really need effort.
The SMU Coach's brow furrowed deep.
To be honest, when she saw a girl step out alone, she felt a flicker of unease.
Unless they were insane, who would 1v5 SMU if they weren't powerful?
But she hadn't expected a girl she'd never heard of to be this broken.
With that level of weather control, SMU would have built their entire Team 1 around her
as a core.
That's just how dominant high-tier weather-setters are. They are the rarest assets in the
country.
The Coach looked at the challengers again. If the others are even half as strong as her...
...then even our Team 1 might struggle to win.
And most importantly: this girl was clearly the "Vanguard,
" not the leader.
The "Main Event" was that lazy-looking boy sitting on the bench.
How strong is he?
What school are they from?
A team this strong should have a legendary reputation... but I've never seen them.
Who did I miss?
I think we just ran into a wall of hard steel.
Chapter 146
No one expected the "Rookie Nightmare" Sandstorm strategy to result in a total team
wipe.
The strategy had been dismantled by a single girl, and she had done it with insulting
ease.
After the match, the mysterious girl made no move to leave the field.
She stayed there, waiting for the next round of victims. It looked like she intended to solo
the entire SMU academy.
But after witnessing that blizzard vortex, no one in the SMU Team 2 dared to step up.
They realized this was beyond the capabilities of the second-string team.
The players looked at their Coach. Should we call Team 1 back?
The Coach shook her head helplessly. It wasn't that she didn't want to; she had given
Team 1 a vacation days ago.
They were scattered across the city. Only one member was currently nearby.
How was I supposed to know a monster was coming to kick our door today?Left with no choice but to defend their honor, the Coach decided to rely on raw numbers.
Since this was a "door-kicking" challenge and not a sanctioned tournament, they didn't
have to play fair.
The Coach activated their "Dirty Tactics" protocol.
She signaled her players and sent a message to the team group chat:
"Do not fight them head-on. Cycle through type-disadvantages. Stall. Use Protect. Use
Substitute. Focus entirely on draining their stamina!"
Simultaneously, she contacted the Team 1 substitutes, ordering everyone in the vicinity
to rush to the stadium.
She intended to use a "Gauntlet of Attrition" to kill the intruders with fatigue. They
couldn't let this distraction ruin the afternoon scrimmage!
Under this toxic strategy, even the dominant Xue Yi began to struggle.
Facing a endless wave of Fire, Flying, and Rock-types who focused entirely on hiding
behind Protect shields was exhausting.
Once Little Ice's stamina reached its limit, Xue Yi voluntarily withdrew.
Hu Wenjun's Ariados took the field next.
Aside from her first fair match, she faced nothing but Fire, Flying, and Rock-types. The
SMU team was being shamelessly "meta.
"
Yet, even with the disadvantage, Hu Wenjun used Lorze's "Toxic Pin Missile" combo.
Coupled with Psychic and her high-speed Focus Energy, she traded her life for seven
SMU players.
A massive improvement from her previous level—in the past, she would have struggled
to beat one.
Thanks to Lorze's infinite Pokéblocks, her growth had caught up with the geniuses of
Shanghai.
And with her "Dual Ability" hack, she was now punching way above her weight class.
The third to enter was Tang Ming.
Knowing he lacked the Dual Ability hack, he went full "Berserker" immediately.
Quilava entered Inferno Mode, its pillars of fire shocking the audience with their raw heat.
His record was roughly the same as Hu Wenjun's, taking out several specialists.
Shi Fan followed, performing the best of the group.
With Protean, his Frogadier ignored type-disadvantages entirely.
The Coach's "dirty tactics" failed against him. He entered a Torrent state and went on a
killing spree, soloing ten SMU substitutes.
If the bench hadn't run out of warm bodies, Shi Fan probably could have kept going.
By the end of the gauntlet, Lorze's team had used four people to empty SMU High's
entire "Inventory.
"
The only people left were the Starters from Teams 1 and 2.
SMU' s foundation is deep, I' ll give them that. They used a human-wave strategy to stall
us.
Shi Fan and Tang Ming were annoyed; they had wanted to test their mettle against the
real Starters.
But the most frustrated person in the room was the Female Coach.
She had been preparing for a prestige match against Beijing.Instead, her "Home" had been robbed while she was looking the other way.
Where the fuck did these kids come from? What school in China produces people like
this?
High levels are one thing, but how are they all triggering Blaze and Torrent at full health?
And why is that Frogadier switching types while its Torrent is active?
THEY ARE LITERALLY HACKING!
The Coach had used every dirty trick in the book, and she still hadn't won.
She was about to lose her official Starters next, and the intruders still had their "Final
Boss" waiting on the bench.
What do I do?
Do I send Team 2's Starters out to get slaughtered?
They'll be too tired or injured for the scrimmage. It's a lose-lose situation.
Left with no other options, the Coach decided to sue for peace.
She assumed the challengers just wanted fame by stepping on SMU's reputation.
You've cornered us. You've had your fun. Be satisfied.
"Excuse me, student. I haven't caught your name yet.
"
The Coach walked up to Lorze as he prepared to take the field.
"Hello, Teacher. I' m Lorze, from Gui City No. 1 High. I assume you recognize the name?"
Lorze smiled, looking directly into her eyes.
"Gui City No. 1? Wait... the ones from yesterday?"
The Coach froze. She remembered the scrimmage request she had dismissed with a
"meaningless" tag.
Gui City... the weak province?
Aside from Goddess Xue Tong, they never produced anything worthwhile.
I thought fighting them would be like a Ninetales fighting a Magikarp. I thought it was a
waste of time.
She had rejected them for the sake of "Efficiency.
" Now, she was staring at the
consequences.
"Yes. You were too busy to acknowledge us, so we decided to drop by and say hello in
"
person~
.
Lorze shrugged.
"I see...
" The Coach felt a wave of cold sweat.
So they aren't here for fame. They're here for REVENGE.
Can I even negotiate with this?
"That's the long and short of it. Now, if you'll excuse me, it's my turn to play~
"
.
Lorze tried to walk past her.
"Wait! We accept the scrimmage request! I' ll arrange a match with Team 1 for you
another day!"
"Just please... let us finish the match with the Beijing team today!"
The Coach pleaded. Only Team 1 had a ghost of a chance against these freaks.
"No can do. My teammates have a fire in their bellies now. We can't just stop.
"
Lorze held up three fingers.
"There are only three ways I stop.
"
"Which are?" The Coach frowned.
"One: I sweep your entire roster. Two: You sweep me.
""And the third?"
"The third... well, if a beautiful Teacher like yourself were willing to go on a date with me, I'
d probably lose all interest in 'door-kicking'
"
~
.
Lorze' s tone shifted into a seductive purr as he looked over the Coach' s mature, athletic
figure.
A body like that... it would be a waste not to claim it~
.
Coach: "???"
Xue Yi: "???"
The Crowd: "???"
The Quiet Girl: "???"
Did he really just hit on a Teacher in front of a thousand people?
Are you seriously trying to 'date' her right now?!
The Coach was catatonic. She never imagined being sexually harassed by a student in
broad daylight.
Do you have a death wish?!
But then she thought about it. If a single date could end this disaster and potentially let
her recruit these geniuses to SMU...
...it might be worth it. SMU would love to have this kind of talent transferred over.
But before she could weigh the "shame vs. profit,
" the Team 2 Starters erupted.
They were even more desperate to stop it than the Coach was.
Do you know how many boys joined the team just to be near their "Goddess Coach"?
ALMOST ALL OF THEM!
And now some blonde-haired brat from the sticks shows up and demands a date?
THAT'S A LITERAL NTR!
WE WILL NOT BE CUCKOLDED TODAY!
"Uncle can endure it, but Auntie cannot! NOBODY TOUCHES OUR TEACHER!
BROTHERS, CHARGE!"
Team 2 went into a state of total, incandescent rage.
They looked ready to scream "REJECT NTR" as they stormed the field!
Coach: "
"
...
Wait... my students have been lusting after me this whole time?
Fine... if it helps recruit Lorze, I suppose I should let them show off their 'strength'
.
The Coach stayed silent. She couldn't publicly agree to a date, so she tacitly allowed her
students to vent their protective rage on the intruder.
Chapter 147
Lorze finally stepped onto the battlefield, looking at the five opponents with a smirk that
silently asked if they wanted to come at him all at once or deliver themselves one by one.
Logically, they should have swarmed him to stand any chance of winning; after all, as the
Captain, Lorze had to be the strongest among his peers.
They were struggling against his underlings, so a 1v1 with the "Final Boss" seemed like a
death sentence.
But as the elite school team of SMU High, how could they possibly swallow their pride
and agree to a 5v1?If they did that and still lost, they would be the eternal laughingstocks of the academy.
Ultimately, they decided to deliver themselves to the slaughter one by one, hoping to
scout his Pokémon first and then counter-pick him.
Their only prayer was that Lorze wouldn't pull out a Dragon-type pseudo-legendary; the
mere presence of a Garchomp or Dragonite would be too oppressive.
However, the result was something they never could have predicted.
Forget a Dragon-type; did this guy not even own a Starter Pokémon?
What the fuck was the meaning of pulling out a Mawile—a Pokémon so bottom-tier that
most trainers wouldn't take it for free?
A Mawile?
This species didn't even evolve; it couldn't even compete with a Beedrill, let alone a
pseudo-legendary!
"Are you sure you grabbed the right ball?"
"Is this Captain position just for show? Your roster is pathetic.
"
"Wait... maybe he isn't actually the Captain? He never officially said it; maybe he's just
the loudest one in the group?"
"He might just be the team's spokesperson.
"
After all, using a Mawile as a Captain's Ace was too surreal. Could a Steel-type like that
even touch a Typhlosion or Frogadier?
For a moment, the Team 2 members exchanged glances, wondering if they had been
victims of a massive misunderstanding.
"I' ll test him. This is the perfect chance to take back some of our dignity,
" a trainer with a
Krokorok said suddenly, convinced he had been "scammed" by Lorze's hype.
"Don't be careless. Even if he's not the Captain, he's at least on par with that Quilava.
Let me feel him out first.
"
The Team 2 Captain stopped his teammate; for safety, he decided to send out his
Darmanitan first.
"Fine. I'm going second! Don't anyone dare try to take my turn!"
"Whatever you say.
"
The Team 2 Captain narrowed his eyes, looking at Lorze ' s playful grin and his
teammates' "spectator" expressions. He sensed that something was fundamentally
wrong.
Hmph. Stop with the smoke and mirrors. I'll crush you with raw power!
The Captain summoned his Darmanitan. The fire-red ape let out a roar, thumping its
chest in a display of primal aggression.
The female teacher watching from the sidelines smiled; this was Darmanitan' s trademark
gesture.
As a gorilla, thumping its chest was a natural biological reflex, right?
The Captain exploited this assumption, secretly ordering Darmanitan to cast Belly Drum
under the cover of the thumping animation.
For many trainers who didn't know the move or weren't paying attention, this was a lethal
"First-Sight Kill" combo.
Once Belly Drum was successfully cast, the +6 Attack boost (12th-tier power) would
make Darmanitan a nightmare even for their Team 1 Captain.Yet Lorze and Mawile just stood there, seemingly unaware that they were being baited.
They remained motionless, smiling at their opponent.
If they were unaware, the smile was too creepy.
If they were aware, why didn't they interrupt it?
That's a Belly Drum!
The Team 2 Captain felt a sudden, cold surge of dread. Even as his Darmanitan finished
the move and its aura exploded with power, the unease didn't fade.
Furthermore, white particles of light had been gathering around Mawile for several
seconds, looking like the wind-up for a Solar Beam.
Mawile can't even learn Solar Beam, right?
"It's not Solar Beam~
,
" Lorze chuckled, as if reading his mind.
"Then what is it?" The Captain's heart tightened as the dread reached a fever pitch.
"It's the Jet-Propelled Battle Maid mode!"
"What?"
The Captain blinked, confused by the nonsensical term. Are we even playing the same
game?
But he got his answer a second later. Mawile ' s massive jaw on her head suddenly
clamped shut with a mechanical, metallic clank, pivoting to adjust its trajectory.
Recalling the word "Jet-Propelled,
" the Captain' s face went pale. He screamed an order:
"DODGE—!"
The word "AWAY" never left his lips. A violent, roaring explosion of energy erupted from
the back of Mawile's jaw.
The massive bite-strength of her "engine" compressed the "chamber,
" blasting out all
the stored energy in a single, violent burst.
Battle Maid Mode: Two-Stack Spit Up!
A beam of white light shot from the jaw, the colossal counter-thrust launching Mawile
forward with such force that her silhouette became a blur.
She didn't run; she kicked off the ground once and simply vanished from everyone's
sight.
Less than a heartbeat later, Darmanitan's body buckled as if hit by a freight train.
Mawile had materialized in front of the ape, her fist—glowing with a "Strength-boosted"
Focus Punch—slamming into its solar plexus.
BOOM.
A thunderous explosion shook the arena. Darmanitan was launched like a
reverse-meteor, flying through the air with agonizing speed.
It slammed into the energy barrier at the edge of the field, the impact so violent it actually
caused a visible crack to ripple through the protective shield.
By all laws of the league, even the lowest-tier barrier was supposed to withstand any
strike below the Elite (B-Rank) level...
But Mawile's punch had compromised the structure. Although the crack was repaired in
milliseconds, it proved that the kinetic energy of that strike was beyond the
"Intermediate" ceiling.
The Team 2 Captain turned his head in disbelief, watching his Darmanitan bounce off the
barrier and crumple into the dirt.The massive aura gained from Belly Drum was shattered in one hit; the Pokémon
couldn't even manage to lift its head.
The Captain's jaw dropped. He was speechless.
The entire stadium fell into a deafening silence. The spectators were in a state of
collective shock.
A few seconds later, the arena erupted into a frenzy of shouting. Everyone was staring at
the Mawile, whose hand was still smoking with True Qi.
What the fuck was that speed?
She had literally flown like a fighter jet. To see that move on a Mawile felt like seeing a
Dragonite reach Mach 2.
Mawile is supposed to be the slowest species in the game!
You call THAT slow?!
Say that again while looking at her, you bastards!
And then there was the Focus Punch.
Everyone knew it was a move that required a long wind-up and mental focus. How did
she execute it in a microsecond?
How is that any different from a basic move?
A 150-Power move with zero priority drawback and zero recoil?
Does such a thing even exist?!
Well, they were looking at it now.
"Incredible.
"
The quiet, scholarly girl pushed her glasses up her nose, her eyes burning with a sudden,
intense interest in the boy on the field.
"What did he actually do?"
The female teacher was gasping in shock. She thought a +6 Attack Darmanitan would at
least drain Lorze's stamina, even if it lost.
Who would have guessed the match would be over in a single exchange?
"I'm not sure. It has to be linked to that 'Solar Beam' wind-up. Let the others test him,
"
the girl whispered.
She couldn't see the logic yet; maybe her older sister could have decoded it at a glance.
Meanwhile, the Krokorok trainer who had bragged about going second was having a
mental breakdown.
His hands were shaking so hard he could barely grip his Poké Ball.
That was a Belly Drum Darmanitan... gone in the blink of an eye?
Are you joking? Am I really supposed to fight that monster next?
He looked at his teammates with a pleading, miserable expression, as if asking if it was
too late to forfeit.
His teammates only offered him a look of pity.
Nobody is fighting you for your turn now, buddy. Get out there~
.
Chapter 148
Mawile's previous punch had left a scar on the collective sanity of the crowd.
A single blow had not only vaporized Darmanitan, but it had also successfully stacked a
layer of Power-Up Punch.Watching the surge in Mawile's aura, every member of Team 2 felt a crushing weight.
If she could one-shot people before the buff, who could possibly stand against her now?
For a moment, no one dared to step into the ring to face that tiny, three-foot-tall body.
They desperately needed to redefine the word "frail.
"
After a full minute of silence, Lorze finally lost his patience.
He signaled for the rest of Team 2 to get in the ring together.
One at a time was too slow; maybe the numbers would give them some much-needed
courage.
Team 2 hesitated, but eventually, their Captain signaled for a group assault.
Against a monster of this caliber, a gang-up was hardly a disgrace to SMU High' s
reputation.
"I suspect her speed is linked to those light particles she gathered earlier.
"
"The second we start, everyone focus fire. Do not give her a single second to Stockpile
"
energy.
"Also, Number Three and Number Four— your partners are Fliers. Get as high as you
"
can.
"Rain down ranged attacks from the ceiling. Do not land under any circumstances.
"
"No matter how strong she is, she's a Steel-type. Her range is her biggest weakness.
"
"As long as you're high enough, what can she do? Fly up and slap you?"
The Vice-Captain took over command, laying out the plan under immense pressure.
The logic was sound: Stockpiling takes time. During that window, she was vulnerable.
Suppress that exaggerated speed, and she was just a high-attack slug with tiny legs.
With air support raining hell from above, they actually had a path to victory.
The teammates nodded in unison. A viable strategy at last.
Raw power is useless if you can't touch your target!
The four remaining students summoned their partners.
A Noctowl and a Corvisquire immediately took to the sky, soaring as far from the ground
as possible.
Unsure of Mawile's vertical reach, they flew until they were brushing against the top of
the energy barrier.
The other two—a Poliwhirl and an Electabuzz—stood guard, their eyes fixed on Mawile.
They didn't dare get within ten feet of her.
Facing a "zero-windup" Focus Punch at point-blank range was pure suicide.
The female coach waited for her students to finish their deployment before officially
starting the round.
Mawile ' s body immediately began to glow with white sparks. She was entering the
Stockpile phase.
The four SMU trainers didn't hesitate.
A barrage of Thunderbolt, Bubble Beam, and multiple Air Cutters tore through the air.
They were desperate to break her rhythm before she finished the charge.
It looked like they were fast enough. Facing a localized carpet-bombing, Mawile was
forced to evade.
She abandoned the charge and used Double Team, blurring across the field to avoid the
impact.Team 2 smirked. Their plan was working.
She didn't dare tank the combined fire to force a charge.
Without that terrifying speed, she was a sitting duck.
"Don't celebrate yet!"
The female coach barked, her face darkening.
You haven't won a damn thing, and you're already smiling?
Did you idiots not notice the clones?
Under the coach's warning, the four students realized something horrific.
Every single afterimage of Mawile was also glowing with white sparks...
"Holy shit... that's cheating!"
Their lips twitched as they stared in disbelief.
Why were the clones gathering energy too? Was she Stockpiling while maintaining
Double Team?
Is that even biologically possible?
Stockpile isn't a physical stance like Swords Dance; it requires total mental focus.
Who has the brain capacity to maintain a dozen decoys, move at high speeds, and hold a
high-density energy charge all at once?
Was this tiny creature's multitasking ability even real?
"Shit! Stop staring and break those clones!"
The Vice-Captain yelled, frantically ordering his team to hunt for the real one.
But it was too late.
With Lorze's Telepathic Resonance, Mawile only needed 3 seconds for a single stack of
energy.
By the time they snapped out of their shock, those 3 seconds were gone.
She reached two stacks of Stockpile before they could even land a secondary hit.
Every remaining clone simultaneously performed the "Jaw Clamping" animation,
compressing the internal pressure.
Team 2 knew exactly what came next. The sonic boom was imminent.
Before a single counter-order could be given, Mawile's body erupted with force.
Whoosh. She vanished.
Everyone realized another "unlucky bastard" was about to meet the barrier.
Who's the victim this time~?
BOOM.
A dull, wet thud echoed from the Poliwhirl's direction.
The water-type let out a pained shriek as its body was launched backward.
It slammed into the barrier and slumped into a heap, instantly unconscious.
Poliwhirl: Out of Commission.
Power-Up Punch: Stack Two!
Mawile didn't stop. She immediately cast Double Team again.
A dozen tiny, glowing "Battle Maids" began skipping around the arena.
She even started humming a creepy, childish nursery rhyme about dolls as she skipped.
It was adorable~
.
Adorable my ass!
This is a literal horror game!"Don't freeze! STOP HER!"
The Vice-Captain was genuinely terrified now. He didn't even check on his teammate.
He ordered the remaining members to dump everything they had into the clones.
He was starting to develop permanent Mawile-related PTSD in real-time.
The remaining three trainers unleashed a desperate, colorful rain of moves on the
decoys.
In seconds, the afterimages were popped, leaving only one standing.
The real one was finally exposed!
But... when did she get behind the Electabuzz?
Damn it... They were so focused on the clones they forgot to check their blind spots.
Mawile used a low-power Spit Up burst to bridge the gap instantly.
Her Focus Punch, now backed by two stacks of Power-Up Punch and True Qi, slammed
into the back of its head.
Electabuzz: Out of Commission!
Power-Up Punch: Stack Three!
Once again, Mawile used Double Team and resumed her cheerful, bouncy skipping.
She hummed the nursery rhyme with a vacant,
"happy" expression.
Even the female coach's lip was twitching now.
In all her years of teaching, she had never seen a partner so... unsettling.
Is this really a Steel-type?
I'd believe you if you said it was a Ghost-type serial killer!
In less than twenty seconds, two SMU mainstays were erased.
They hadn't even grazed a single hair on her body. She was playing with them like toys.
However, the only targets left were the two Fliers.
No matter how creepy she was, surely a Mawile couldn't fly up to slap a bird out of the
sky, right?
Go ahead! Fly for me! I dare you!
Chapter 149
In the blink of an eye, only the two giant birds remained for Team 2.
They hovered high in the sky, strictly following the Vice-Captain's strategy.
They refused to land under any circumstances, raining down Air Cutters and Shadow
Balls to whittle her down.
While the Mawile's explosive speed and power were terrifying, her actual level wasn't
necessarily higher than theirs.
Maintaining such a violent burst of power had to be draining her energy and stamina
rapidly.
If they could just stall for time, she would likely collapse first.
The two birds stopped trying to clear the Double Team clones entirely.
They focused solely on forcing her to move and burn through her physical reserves.
Seconds ticked by under this attrition strategy.
When about ten seconds had passed, all the clones suddenly stopped their skipping and
hopping.
They tilted their heads back in unison, staring directly at the sky.Mawile looked at the two birds who thought they were safe in the clouds and grinned.
The smile was a sickening blend of adorable and malicious, sending a shiver down the
spines of the remaining trainers.
What does that smile mean? Are you actually planning to fly?
No, no, no... that's biologically impossible.
You aren't a Psychic-type and you don't have wings. How could you possibly get up
here?
Does she think she can jump this high?
It wasn't a total impossibility; Pokémon possessed incredible strength, and a
several-story jump wasn't unheard of.
But then what?
Without a way to pivot in mid-air, she would just be a falling target for their projectiles.
The crowd couldn't fathom her next move until all the clones imitated the original.
They pointed their massive, twin-tailed jaws straight at the ground.
A preposterous, sinking dread filled the stadium.
No way...
Can she actually take off using the force of the blast?
That's way too ridiculous!
Yet, that ridiculous reality unfolded right before their eyes.
This time, Mawile didn't release all the stored energy in a single, unguided burst.
She used her crushing bite strength to compress the internal pressure of the "chamber"
to its absolute limit.
Under that much pressure, even a tiny wisp of energy provided enough thrust to lift her
weight.
And so, a wingless Steel-type Pokémon ascended toward the clouds like a heavy rocket.
The vertical speed wasn't blistering—it couldn't match a Quick Attack—but it was a solid,
steady medium velocity.
A few moments later, she reached the same altitude as the two birds.
She crossed her arms and stared them down, her eyes saying: "You're flying. Why did
you stop flying?"
"Holy shit...
"
The two Team 2 members stared at the levitating Mawile in a stupor.
They completely forgot to issue commands, unable to find the words to describe the
insanity of the moment.
Command what? Are you blind?
She has three stacks of Power-Up Punch already!
If we go in now, we're just delivering two more layers of buffs to her!
The two trainers let out a bitter laugh, their will to fight completely evaporated.
Not that their will mattered anymore.
Mawile suddenly accelerated with a violent burst of speed.
She delivered a massive "big-ass slap" to each bird, sending them spiraling toward the
dirt.
To fly that slowly... what a waste of two pairs of wings!
Power-Up Punch: Stacks 4 and 5!Using the last of her thrust, Mawile landed steadily on the field.
She ran back to her Trainer, cute and cheerful, hugging Lorze's leg as if begging for a
treat.
"Master, Master! Was I incredible today? Praise me! Praise me!"
"Incredible, truly. Let's see who dares look down on you now.
"
Lorze scooped the little creature up, showering her with generous praise.
"Maw! (Hehe!)"
Mawile rubbed her face against his, the lethal predator of a moment ago completely
gone.
This is what a normal Mawile is supposed to look like!
What the hell did Lorze create? How do you raise a partner into a Jet-Propelled Battle
Maid?
More than a few spectators were suddenly tempted to go buy a Mawile.
The combat potential of the species was apparently "Meta-tier.
"
But their logic eventually won out. Replicating the "Jet Flight" was one thing...
...but who the hell can teach a Pokémon to execute a zero-windup Focus Punch?
Both the Trainer and the Pokémon were literal monsters.
The problem was that the monster was still standing in the center of the ring.
Based on his posture, was he actually planning to challenge Team 1 next?
It made sense. He had swept Team 2 without breaking a sweat; he was likely bored.
"Lorze, you don't need to fight anymore. No one at SMU High is your match.
"
The quiet, scholarly girl walked onto the field, looking at him as if he were a freak of
nature.
"And how do you know that?" Lorze asked, intrigued.
"Because I'm probably not your match either,
" she answered simply.
"And you are...?"
"Allow me to introduce myself. I am Qin Shuang, Captain of SMU High's Team 1.
"
"Eh? You aren't the gatekeeper?"
"I was just sitting there with my Shelgon to get some sun.
"
"Then let's have a round. How do we know who's stronger if we don't swing?"
"I'm sorry. If it were yesterday, I might have said yes.
"
"But my Bagon just evolved, and its body shape changed too much. My old tactics don't
work yet.
"
"I would lose to you, guaranteed.
"
"Fair enough. Let's call it off then. A 'lose-lose' brawl helps no one.
"
"Instead, why don't we turn our 'swords into silk' and get to know each other?"
"How do you mean?"
"Simple. The two Captains should represent their teams and have a 'friendly meeting'
"
~
.
"Uh... specifically?"
"Are you free for a date tonight?"
"Huh?"
Qin Shuang froze. Her face turned a violent shade of crimson.
Did I just get confessed to in front of the entire school?
If I say no now, is it going to be rude?But if I say yes... didn't he already invite the Teacher?
I can't compete with my own teacher, can I?
Actually, the "Teacher's" status was much higher than it looked.
To a casual observer, she was just the Coach. In reality, she was the Principal of SMU
High.
Coaching the team was just her personal hobby.
How do I know?
We live together every day. How could I not know my own mother's hobbies?
Mother Qin was the type of person who couldn't resist nurturing raw talent when she saw
it.
Qin Shuang never expected her mother to be invited on a date by a teenage boy.
Even less did she expect it to be her turn five minutes later.
If he finds out we're mother and daughter, will he have a stroke?
Qin Shuang stole a glance at her mother on the sidelines, silently asking for permission.
Her mother pondered for a second and then gave a tiny, subtle nod.
Is that a 'yes' to bringing him home?
Then... I guess I'll accept?
Chapter 150
Lorze and his crew had effectively "Team-Wiped" SMU High.
Not only was the team crushed, but the campus belle was essentially kidnapped.
SMU High had lost the match and their dignity; they were being "cuckolded" by a weak
province.
The news hit the trending headlines later that day.
SMU High was a national powerhouse, usually battling BU High for the #1 spot.
To be decimated by a "nobody" team from a backwater province was the joke of the
century for their rivals.
Of course, no one who watched the tapes thought SMU was "weak.
"
The spectators had uploaded the whole thing.
When the world saw an Alolan Vulpix suppress a Sandstorm team...
When they saw Pokémon "Dual-Wielding" hidden Abilities...
And especially when they saw a Mawile flying through the air like a jet-fighter to erase her
targets...
Even the Beijing University High elites were shaking their heads. They knew they'd face
the same result.
What the hell is going on in the Li Province?
First Xue Xu, then Goddess Xue Tong, and now these freaks?
Is there something in the water down there?
It was rumored that Hu Wenjun, Shi Fan, and Tang Ming received calls from top
universities that very afternoon.
Before the Provincial Tournament even started, they were already being offered "Special
Recruitment" slots.
Meanwhile, Lorze and Xue Yi—the two biggest cheaters—were ignored.
The recruiters weren't stupid; those two were obviously going to be fought over by BUand SMU. There was no point in even trying to cut in line.
Lorze, however, didn't care about the news.
That afternoon, he kicked Shi Fan and Tang Ming out, telling them they had "no more
utility value"
~ and could go home.
Lorze, meanwhile, had his left arm around the cold beauty Xue Yi and his right around the
blonde goddess Anna Lee.
With the obedient Hu Wenjun trailing beside them, the four of them headed to Anna's
house to host a private orgy.
After fucking Anna into a state of physical paralysis, Lorze received the call from Qin
Shuang.
It seemed time for the date with the "New Favorite" had arrived~
.
The meeting spot was Qin Shuang's apartment.
The beautiful Principal (Mother Qin) had also invited him for dinner, claiming she had
"matters to discuss.
"
Lorze arrived at the Qin residence just before 6:00 PM. Qin Shuang was waiting by the
door.
"Lorze, over here.
"
Qin Shuang had changed into comfortable home clothes. With her red half-frame glasses,
she looked incredibly studious and quiet.
"Shuang-shuang~
. You look great in home clothes. It would be even better if you were
wearing some black silk stockings~
"
.
Lorze didn't hide his gaze, walking up to inspect her body with hungry eyes.
Qin Shuang was a shy, introverted girl. Being looked at so "nakedly" by a boy made her
drop her head in embarrassment.
She thought he was being incredibly rude. How can you stare at a girl like that? How is
this different from being a predator?
Lorze would argue there was a massive difference. A real predator looks like this~
.
Lorze looked more and more satisfied with the girl. Without asking for consent, he
suddenly pulled her into a tight embrace.
Qin Shuang gasped, her instincts screaming at her to resist.
But before she could say "No,
" Lorze's lips were already crushing hers.
Qin Shuang' s eyes bulged in disbelief. She felt the softness of his lips and then a
dominant, muscular tongue forcing its way into her mouth.
It began to toy with her own tongue, tangling and swirling with a terrifying authority.
Nngh! No! You can't! We shouldn't do this...
Qin Shuang' s face was beet-red. As a girl as pure as a blank sheet of paper, she couldn't
handle this level of "shameful" treatment.
She was terrified, almost to the point of tears.
What is this man doing?!
Why does he never follow the rules?
Don't you worry a girl will get angry and call the police?!
How do you have the balls?
She tried to push him away, but a girl's strength was nothing compared to a boy's—
especially one reinforced by True Qi.She was backed into the hallway wall, pinned firmly by his weight. The wet, soft
sensation in her mouth was starting to drain her consciousness.
It's too much... I'm going to faint...
They kissed for a long time. Eventually, Mother Qin noticed her daughter hadn't returned
with the guest.
Getting impatient, she opened the door to check the hallway.
The sight made even the grown woman blush. The two children were in a heated,
tongue-twisting clinch right in front of her.
Her daughter's blouse was already half-undone!
You two... has your relationship progressed this fast?
Mother Qin frowned, a spark of anger rising. Is my daughter really the type to give away
her first kiss so easily?
Does she have no self-respect?
But then she pivoted. This boy was a once-in-a-generation genius. If her daughter could
"secure" him, it would solve a lot of her problems.
Maybe I'll just look the other way this time?
"You two... don't you think it's time to stop?" Mother Qin said with a sigh.
"Mom?"
Qin Shuang shrieked and, fueled by pure panic, found the strength to shove Lorze away.
She began frantically smoothing her clothes.
"It's not... it's not what you think!"
Lorze immediately played along.
"Yes, Principal Qin. It's exactly not what you think. We
aren't just playing around. I'm seriously considering marriage!"
Qin Shuang's face turned even redder. She glared at him with teary eyes.
"Will you shut
the fuck up?!"
Lorze looked confused.
"Why? Are you not planning on marrying me? Did I just steal a
first kiss for nothing?"
Qin Shuang wanted to strangle him. She couldn't say yes, she couldn't say no. She
settled for pinching him hard on the waist.
But with his Qi-reinforced skin, Lorze felt zero pain~
.
"Enough. Dinner is ready. If you want to show off your affection, do it inside the house.
"
Mother Qin sighed, deciding not to meddle in her daughter's "early love.
"
They were going to university in a few months anyway. It was time for her to taste
romance.
At least her daughter wouldn't end up like her—denied the right to love, trapped in an
arranged marriage for "connections.
"
People thought the Principal of SMU High was a powerful position, but it required
"favors" to sit in that chair.
The husband she was forced to marry... his body had been failing for years.
He had suffered from an incurable case of KXK Syndrome since childhood.
He was so weak he could barely manage basic self-care.
As for his "performance" in bed? It wasn't that he was bad. It was that he was
non-existent!
Not that she had ever tried. She had zero interest in doing "that" with a man who looked
like he was dying after two steps.Even her daughter was the result of a test tube.
The couple had lived separately for years, never speaking. Only Qin Shuang would
occasionally visit her "father.