Chapter 441

"Flying Water Shuriken!"

The high-speed spinning shuriken was thrown, colliding with the dark aura and exploding, neutralizing each other.

"Come on, Jirachi!"

"What? Not hiding underground anymore?"

"Stealth attacks won't work, so let's settle this fairly!"

"Heh, don't you regret it!"

It wasn't Miao Caifeng looking down on this stage's pseudo-god—under the speed of the Agile Worm, Jirachi truly wasn't a match!

"No, I think I'm bullying you!"

"What do you mean?"

"Jirachi, Sandstorm!"

Violent sand swept across, covering the entire arena.

Miao Caifeng's lips twitched, "Is this what you call fair?"

"What's wrong with defeating you head-on?"

I'm right in front of you—whether you can see me or not is your problem, no fault there.

Miao Caifeng didn't want to dwell on this issue, as the current situation was extremely unfavorable for her.

"Agile Worm, release poison!"

The poison was instantly swept into the sandstorm and spread throughout the arena; I have to say, using this method to counter the sandstorm was indeed excellent, but…

"You forgot Jirachi is Rock and Ground-type? Poison has almost no effect on it, and it can burrow underground."

"Hmph! So you're counting on beating me?"

At this moment, Miao Caifeng was furious!

"Agile Worm, keep using Swift Stars!"

Miao Caifeng's response was indeed correct—when invisible and at absolute disadvantage, the Agile Worm had slim chances of winning, but she couldn't let the opponent off easy, since Swift Stars have autonomous tracking.

When the wind and sand cleared, as expected, the Agile Worm had lost its fighting ability.

Jirachi ran up to Bai Jing, tapping its face, begging for comfort.

"Oh dear~ You're hurt, but you did great! Very impressive!"

Kids always need a few words of praise.

"Your turn, Fletchinder!"

Fletchinder

Gender: Female

Type: Bug, Steel

Ability: Solid

Stats: HP (C), Physical Attack (A), Physical Defense (S), Special Attack (C), Special Defense (C), Speed (D)

Potential: Pseudo-Legendary

Strength: Elite (Initial)

It seemed Fletchinder was deliberately sent out to counter Jirachi, since Steel-type resists sandstorms.

"How about it? Can you still fight? If not, I'll send in Roundshark."

Kids need praise and care, but you can't coddle them into becoming spoiled.

Hearing that her rival was about to appear, Jirachi immediately pounded its chest with a loud clang, boasting it could fight three hundred more rounds.

"I knew Jirachi was the most reliable!"

"Go on, take them out!"

At this moment, Jirachi forgot all minor injuries—it was its master's brick, wherever needed, it went!

"The match continues!"

"Fletchinder, Roll!"

No need to curl up—Fletchinder was already a sphere; it just rolled straight on the ground!

"Do you think rolling will work on Jirachi?"

"Earthquake!"

Jirachi slammed down hard, sending out an earthquake shockwave.

"Not necessarily!"

"Fletchinder, fly up!"