"Since it's Hitmonlee, the best choice is to use Flying-type moves. However, the only offensive Flying-type move Swablu knows right now is 'Peck.' If it uses 'Peck' repeatedly, Hitmonlee will surely seize the opportunity."
"In that case, to prevent close-quarters combat..."
"Swablu, take to the sky and create some distance from Hitmonlee."
Terrance, observing Mr. Kiyo's indifferent demeanor, issued the first command to Swablu. "At this distance, Hitmonlee still has several moves that it can easily use."
Although Swablu was flying in the sky while Hitmonlee was on the ground, making the situation seem unfavorable for Mr. Kiyo, he showed no signs of concern. "Interesting. Did you think Hitmonlee wouldn't be able to attack like this?"
"Use Jump Kick!"
A brown figure flashed by, and spring-like legs burst forth with astonishing power. An attack was launched from the ground to the sky, aiming to knock down Swablu in one blow.
"Does this have any meaning? Swablu, use Double Team."
Faced with the fierce and explosive Jump Kick, leaving almost no time for a reaction, Hitmonlee kicked Swablu. However, the Swablu turned out to be a mere clone. In the moment of the clone's destruction, a multitude of Swablu densely surrounded the airborne Hitmonlee. One, two, at least a dozen Swablu appeared. Witnessing this scene, Hitmonlee was stunned.
"It's useless. Hitmonlee, it's just a few clones. Use Rolling Kick to destroy them!"
"Hai-ya~~"
As soon as the words fell, the mid-air Hitmonlee transformed into a whirlwind, transforming into a huge brown spinning disc, unexpectedly coming to a halt directly in mid-air.
"With the body as support, and legs as the driving force, go, Hitmonlee!"
The brown spinning disc "buzzed" in the air, starting to devour the clones one by one. However, at the same time, each Swablu clone began to shake, and white cotton feathers scattered, turning the sky into a sea of clouds.
In the sea of clouds, the brown spinning disc seemed to have entered a swamp, with cotton hindering the release of power. Hitmonlee appeared as if trapped in quagmire, lacking the imposing aura from before.
"Mr. Kiyo, can this Feather Dance be considered 'soft'?" Terrance smiled.
"Hahaha... interesting. But you think this is enough? That's underestimating Hitmonlee. Blaze Kick!"
As Hitmonlee struggled in the sea of clouds, the brown spinning disc instantly took on a hint of red light. With a "zi, zi, zi" sound, the disc began to break through the sea of clouds, and feathers could no longer hinder Hitmonlee's attack.
"Dragon Pulse!"
Just as the disc was devouring the cotton, a figure emerged from the sea of clouds, rapidly transforming into a beam of light and biting fiercely into the disc.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom!"
A series of explosions rang out, and as the smoke dispersed in the air, Hitmonlee fell from the sky.
"Hiss~~"
Bracing itself with arms in evident pain, Hitmonlee stood up again. Its profound gaze, marked by alternating black and white patterns, focused intensely on the Swablu in the sky.
"Huh? Young man, the way you battle is really interesting. No wonder you came straight for the Dusk Stone, you really have some skills. My Hitmonlee was almost defeated by you."
"Well, that would have been the best outcome..." Terrance laughed.
"Ha... it's not over, not over yet! Let me show you 'Gōjū-ryū's ultimate technique', Hitmonlee, run!"
"Are you trying to disturb Swablu by running?" Terrance was surprised. He noticed that as Hitmonlee ran, its legs gradually stretched, and its steps became larger and larger. In the blink of an eye, its legs stretched to one and a half times their usual length!
"Swablu, use Dragon Pulse again to stop Hitmonlee!" Terrance's expression changed.
"Swabluuu~~" The blue-purple Dragon Pulse began to sweep out. Chased by Dragon Pulse, Hitmonlee kept darting around the battlefield. What bothered Terrance was that Hitmonlee's movements were too unpredictable. Every time Swablu's Dragon Pulse caught up, Hitmonlee ran in another direction.
"This is bad..."
Terrance anxiously watched Hitmonlee, whose legs had stretched to more than twice their usual length. He had a bad feeling about this. Being inside the Dojo, the ceiling height was limited, and Hitmonlee, already standing at 1.6 meters in height, now leapt to over two meters. With those long legs poised for a sweep, Terrance suspected that Swablu might be in danger even while flying.
Seeing this, Kiyo smiled, "Hitmonlee, Close Combat!"
Terrance frowned. This no longer resembled Close Combat move. Hitmonlee's long legs acted like a whip, continuously lashing towards Swablu in the sky. This Hitmonlee had already surpassed its kind in tapping into its own potential, especially in controlling the elongation of its legs, reaching an unbelievable level.
In the wild dance of the brown whip, Swablu's small body continuously shuttled through the air. Kiyo's mouth slightly opened wide. This little guy could actually dodge such a fierce onslaught?
"Good, let me see how long you can hold on! Hitmonlee, keep attacking!" Kiyo shouted.
Watching Swablu dodging hurriedly, Terrance quickly calmed down. What method could break through the opponent's attacks?
While Swablu was dodging, Terrance's brain also quickly worked, seeking a solution. However, Kiyo was not ready to give him that chance.
"Hitmonlee, use 'Mind Reader' to predict Swablu's next move while attacking!"
Hearing this command, Terrance was alarmed. This wasn't good. "Mind Reader" allowed the user to sense the opponent's movements, ensuring the next attack would hit almost 100%.
"Even in the middle of an attack, 'Mind Reader' can be used? In that case, let's go head-to-head. Swablu, Dragon Rush!"
Shouting this command at Swablu, Terrance was actually in a dilemma. The powerful brown whip clashed with Swablu, who had transformed into a dragon-form. A fierce wave of energy emanated, creating a thunderous explosion! Following that, Hitmonlee swiftly retracted its legs, and the petite body of Swablu was also affected by the explosive shockwaves, sending it flying.
Using Dragon Rush wasn't suitable for Swablu's small body. Although the opponent would undoubtedly suffer significant damage, it might also not be a good thing for Swablu.
Seeing Swablu getting sent flying, Terrance observed its flight trajectory, which was now chaotic. When Dragon Rush collided with Hitmonlee's Close Combat, it had depleted much of Swablu's stamina.
"Hitmonlee... are you okay?" On Kiyo's side, Hitmonlee was half-kneeling on the ground on one leg. Clearly, the previous attack had taken a toll, rendering that leg unusable for a short time.
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