Pokemon: Spiritual Master-Chapter 583: Do You Believe I’ll Make Larvitar Dance for You?

"Dance across the sky, Garchomp!"

The Poké Ball shot high into the air, and from above descended a menacing beast clad in dark purple scales, its crimson scythes gleaming as it spread its arms wide.

"Garrr——!!!"

Its powerful roar echoed across the entire stadium.

As Garchomp landed with a resounding boom, the entire field shook with the impact, sending waves of energy rippling out.

Seeing such a dramatic entrance, Johan couldn't help but twitch his cheek.

Especially when he noticed Garchomp's blood-red eyes glaring at him intensely...

Sweat dripped down his back.

"Garrr!!!"

Garchomp raised one of its scythes, pointing it directly at Johan, then lightly slid it across its own neck.

Boom!!

The audience erupted into thunderous applause and cheers.

A throat-cutting gesture!

How deep was this grudge?!

"Garrr——"

Garchomp snorted two streams of white air from its nostrils, its face plastered with a satisfied grin.

You like to dance around all smug, huh? Today, I'm settling all our scores!

Referee! Foul! The opponent is about to attack the Trainer!

Johan rubbed his forehead lightly.

They knew each other well enough for him to understand Garchomp's intentions, and he almost wanted to call out to the referee. But upon looking over, the referee had already hidden in the corner.

Tinkaton stood there, leaning on her hammer at a forty-five-degree angle, whistling nonchalantly, pretending not to see anything.

They were all familiar. Garchomp's attitude toward Johan was well-known. Her reasons? Well, let's just say it was an "old grudge."

No worries. After all, Ceruledge and Garchomp were pretty close too, and things never got too out of hand.

Johan: "..."

Forget it.

Johan decided that a good man doesn't argue with a woman. He would temporarily forgive Garchomp's disrespect.

Time to continue the battle.

"Tinkaton, are you still up for it?" Johan asked.

"Cha!!"

Tinkaton immediately nodded fiercely, gripping her hammer tightly.

She had wanted to test her strength against Garchomp for a long time.

Seeing Tinkaton's reaction, Johan's mouth twitched.

Alright, alright, you couldn't see anything earlier, but now your reaction is instant, huh?

He only hoped... that Tinkaton's hammer wouldn't take any more damage this time.

Fortunately, the buffs Tinkaton gained from Swords Dance were still active.

Tinkaton vs. Garchomp!

In terms of type matchups, Tinkaton, being both Fairy and Steel-type, was immune to Dragon-type moves but took double damage from Ground-type.

On the other hand, Garchomp was four times weak to Ice and two times weak to Fairy—obvious vulnerabilities.

From a pure type standpoint, it wasn't a one-sided match.

The battle continued!

"Tinkaton, use Sweet Kiss!"

Faced with Cynthia's Garchomp, Johan surprisingly chose to take the offensive.

"Cha~~"

Tinkaton puckered her lips, making an exaggeratedly cute face and blew a kiss toward Garchomp.

A heart-shaped strange sphere floated toward Garchomp.

"Garchomp..." Cynthia placed one hand on her hip, calm and composed, giving a casual wave.

But just as she spoke, Johan shouted from across the field:

"Garchomp, use Dragon Rush!"

Audience: "???"

Alder: "???"

Here we go again?!

An overwhelming Dragon-type energy surged around Garchomp, and just as it was about to cloak itself in a dragon's form, it suddenly hesitated.

Wait...

Something's off!

Hell no!

Garchomp, filled with fury, swung its scythe at the incoming heart-shaped orb, slicing it cleanly in two.

Cynthia crossed her arms, her cheeks puffed slightly as she glared at Johan with annoyance.

Are you serious?!

"Hahaha—Johan tried to command Cynthia's Garchomp again! Didn't work this time!"

"That was hilarious! This is the most entertaining and funniest final I've ever watched!"

"Johan, please, just command your own Pokémon and stop commanding other people's!"

"Even when Cynthia is angry, she's still so cute~~ I'm in love~~"

"..."

Laughter erupted from the audience.

No one expected Johan would have the guts to try and command Cynthia's ace, Garchomp, right in front of her.

And the scariest part was—it almost worked!

If it weren't for Garchomp realizing in time...

"Garrr!!"

Garchomp's eyes burned red with rage as it stared daggers at Johan. Its teeth clenched audibly.

You jerk! Who are you calling a simple-minded dragon?!

Johan "nonchalantly" raised his eyebrow and shot Garchomp a glare in return.

His gaze practically shouted: What? You think I'm scared of you? Believe me, I'll make Larvitar dance for you!

"Yoji! Yoji!"

At Johan's feet, Larvitar was bouncing around excitedly, completely absorbed in the battle that had just unfolded.

Garchomp: "..."

Seeing Garchomp finally calm down, Johan decided to drop it.

He pulled out his fifth Poké Ball.

He had been waiting for this moment!

"It's your turn, Ninetales!"

"Oowoo~~"

Descend upon the frost-covered skies, Ninetales!

A pristine, elegant figure gracefully leaped from the Poké Ball, its footsteps light as it landed on the battlefield. The stark contrast between its beautiful form and the ruined battlefield was striking.

Snowflakes began to fall...

"So beautiful..."

"Seeing Johan's Ninetales, I just want to say... Elegance never goes out of style!"

"I used to think Cynthia's Milotic was unbeatable until I saw Johan's Ninetales."

"Whose side is she on...?"

"..."

Fairy and Ice-type—completely suppressing Garchomp!

"Oowoo——"

Ninetales howled elegantly, its snow-white fur swaying gently. The gentle snowfall began to intensify, and even Garchomp, used to the freezing winds of Mount Coronet, shivered slightly from the chill.

----------

Powerstones?

For 20 advance Chapters: patreon.com/michaeltranslates