Chapter 306: I'll Have Xiao Zhao Get Down, Then I Go Up

"Not bad, a very strong move. This Mega Evolution actually can raise a Pokemon's power to this level," Beishang said in a deep voice.

Huo La nodded: "According to later scholars' estimates, it can boost power by about ten to fifteen percent. However... not every Pokemon can undergo Mega Evolution."

Beishang lifted his eyes, realizing Huo La was deliberately reminding him, and gently nodded: "Very good. From now on, I will be serious."

"Zhao Beibi, Rock Block, seal Gyarados's movement!" As soon as the words fell, several huge stones suddenly appeared around Gyarados, encircling it.

"The same move again..." Huo La's words were cut off as his complexion suddenly changed.

This Rock Block was now emitting an unusual glow.

"Bad!"

"Did you notice? Too late." Beishang's voice deepened, "RockCriticalHit!"

The rocks surrounding Gyarados exploded with a thunderous blast, a series of deafening booms instantly engulfing it in smoke and dust, leaving only painful howls.

"Gyarados, take to the sky!" Gyarados let out a fierce roar, its massive body thrusting upward from the smoke into the high air.

"Aim at Zhao Beibi, Twister!" The soaring Gyarados opened its mouth and unleashed a fierce Twister; Zhao Beibi was instantly swept into it, and even the sky‑filled Sandstorm was blown away.

"Using a Twister to disperse a Sandstorm... what kind of tactic is that?" Beishang was slightly taken aback, then ordered, "Zhao Beibi, strike it down with Electric Light!"

Trapped within the Twister, Zhao Beibi erupted with a blinding ElectricArc; the current pierced the wind veil, shooting straight at the airborne Gyarados.

This strike was no longer a probe, but Zhao Beibi's full‑power blow.

Electric Light hit Gyarados unhindered; it wailed in pain incessantly, its body trembling violently in the sky.

"Gyarados, hold on!" Huo La's voice was urgent as he looked at Zhao Beibi and Beishang on the ground, paused in silence, then sighed lightly, "I concede, Mr. Beishang."

The first to respond was not Beishang, but Gyarados.

A long, resentful roar echoed through the night sky.

Huo La looked at it and said softly, "I understand what you mean."

He turned back to Beishang: "Mr. Beishang, I withdraw my earlier concession. Gyarados and I still have one final strike."

Beishang nodded in agreement.

"Gyarados, Take Down!" Gyarados let out a sky‑ward screech, its body coiled like a red lightning bolt, then dived toward the lower Zhao Beibi.

Under the moonlight, a red silhouette tore through the air.

"Zhao Beibi, block it!" Zhao Beibi formed a strict formation, meeting it head‑on.

Boom— the violent collision sound erupted.

Between the red Gyarados and Zhao Beibi seemed an invisible barrier, the two forces clashed wildly.

Gradually, Gyarados's body began to sink, and moments later it collapsed completely to the ground, losing its combat ability.

Huo La hurried to Gyarados's side, gently patting its head: "You've done well; rest now."

He pulled out a Pokeball and captured Gyarados inside.

Beishang also recalled Zhao Beibi, then walked up to Huo La: "The power of Mega Gyarados truly opened my eyes. To reach this level right after evolution is already astonishing."

"Your Gyarados only loses because it has too few moves and lacks level and experience. If conditions were equal, my Zhao Beibi might not be its opponent."

Huo La nodded slightly, without excessive modesty.

He knew well that Beishang was right—under equal conditions, he was confident he could defeat Zhao Beibi.

Beishang lifted his gaze to the night sky; the once bright moon was gradually being obscured by heavy clouds, the darkness deepening. He spoke slowly, "It's getting late; let's rest first. Tomorrow we still have to deal with Niu La."

Huo La followed his gaze, looking at the half‑hidden moon, and lightly nodded: "Indeed it's late; tomorrow will likely be another fierce battle."

Beishang paused, replying calmly, "It's not a fierce battle, it's just... never mind, when you see Niu La tomorrow, you'll understand."

As the words fell, he said no more, turned and walked back the way they came, his figure gradually merging into the dim night.

Huo La watched Beishang's departing back, a hint of confusion on his face.

He really couldn't grasp Beishang's meaning—during the day everyone repeatedly mentioned that Niu La and the mischievous Thunder Bomb's RageState were extremely dangerous, yet Beishang's tone now seemed somewhat indifferent.

Nevertheless, he didn't probe further; after all, night was deep, only a few hours remained until dawn, and further speculation was useless—better to conserve energy for tomorrow's situation.

He slowly turned, looked at the few Pokemon waiting quietly behind him, his voice softened: "Let's go, we'll return to rest; only then will we have the strength to face everything tomorrow."

The Pokemon each let out a soft cry, as if answering Huo La, then stayed close behind him, treading through the night, step by step toward the campsite, their silhouettes stretched and shortened by the moonlight.

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"No... Field Master Beishang, is this Niu La's RageState?!"

Huo La, his face full of shock, looked toward the nearby spot and saw that Niu La was enveloped in a dense PurpleGoldLight, its aura appearing fierce, yet on its back it carried a WoodenFrame, and inside the Frame sat Xiao Zhao, shaking his head and arms with a cheerful smile, showing no sign of panic.

Beside them, Ming Yao was also stunned, his eyes filled with disbelief.

This was a world apart from the ferocious, reckless image they had imagined for a RageAfter.

Beishang helplessly rubbed his forehead, his tone full of helpless laughter, "Yes, this is its RageAfter form."

He paused, then explained slowly, "Niu La's four claw hooks are incredibly sharp, cutting iron like mud; climbing steep cliffs is a breeze for them. So we usually attach a Frame to their backs, letting them carry us up the perilous cliffs to gather rare herbs."

"But this Great Niu La King, after entering its RageState, becomes especially obstinate—it requires someone to sit in the Frame on its back, otherwise it turns irritable and violent, injuring anyone around. There's no choice; we can only assign personnel to take turns crouching in the Frame to barely keep its condition stable."

Huo La listened in speechlessness, his mouth twitching slightly—what an absurd RageState method?

Instead of wreaking havoc in its RageAfter, it insists on having people 'take a shift' for it, like a worker in RageAfter who becomes even more dutiful, forcing others to work alongside it.

If this were in a past life, those capitalists would probably wake up laughing.

"Huo La, regarding Niu La here, I'm entrusting it to you," Beishang said solemnly, his tone carrying a hint of earnestness.

Huo La sighed helplessly, his gaze sweeping over the Frame where Xiao Zhao was still smiling, then at the Niu La bathed in PurpleGoldLight, and nodded, "Understood. I'll have Xiao Zhao get down now, and I'll go up."