Chapter Seventeen: The World’s Masterpiece, The White Demon!
Meanwhile, in the Donghuang region, inside a dormitory at a university in Shanghai.
“What a pity, no fifth skill slot. If Tiger God had held on this round, it would have been a decisive victory.”
Gazing at the heroic figure of Tiger God falling on the screen, Xia Chi teased the curious New Leaf Meow who was staring intently at the computer. He clicked his tongue in regret.
The live chat was ablaze with criticism of this seemingly humblebragging remark.
“Haha, Kiba’s face must be black right now.”
“How dare he use Swords Dance to strengthen? That’s bold. Isn’t he afraid of being wiped out instantly by Meteor Swarm?”
“He has no choice but to gamble. The quality gap between the two teams’ Pokémon is too wide. Although the Blazing Roaring Tiger and Pachirisu really disgusted Kiba, the attack power is still somewhat lacking. If the turn order isn’t enough, they have to rely on Swords Dance to push the team.”
“The analysis upstairs makes a lot of sense. May I ask what rank you are?”
“Just a humble Red and White Ball second stage!”
“......”
With no time to interact with the chat, Xia Chi focused on the battle, quickly recalling the fallen Blazing Roaring Tiger.
He then sent out his last Pokémon, Pachirisu.
The current situation was critical—not only because this was the decisive move of the entire match, but more importantly...
Garchomp, Pachirisu, Salamence, Tyranitar...
Why did this formation look so much like that world-famous painting where Pachirisu achieved legendary status in a single battle?
Could it be that I’ve somehow recreated it in another world...?
Looking at Pachirisu’s still relatively healthy HP bar, Xia Chi felt a flicker of inspiration.
Forget those distractions; just do it!
Gathering his thoughts, Xia Chi shouted in a low voice, “Pachirisu, use ‘Look at Me!’ Garchomp, Rock Slide!”
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As the top trainer in Galar below the Dan Emperor, Kiba’s mental fortitude was exceptionally strong. After a moment of anger, he quickly calmed down.
Though the Garchomp empowered by Swords Dance was indeed terrifying.
But the two Earthquakes from Tyranitar had also suppressed nearly half of its health.
This meant that Salamence’s Meteor Swarm still had the potential to deliver a finishing blow.
“This Garchomp carrying Swords Dance can’t have Protect, and Salamence is faster than Garchomp...”
Muttering his analysis, Kiba suddenly shouted as if he were in the thick of battle, “Target Garchomp. Salamence, Meteor Swarm! Tyranitar, Earthquake!”
In the game “Path to the Championship,” skill effects like Meteor Swarm and Leaf Storm were given especially impactful visuals.
A purple dragon breath gathered before Salamence, as if heralding the arrival of a terrifying storm.
———
As Kiba had predicted, Garchomp did not use Protect—perhaps out of confidence or simply because it was not equipped.
But none of that mattered anymore.
Because the Meteor Swarm was already unavoidable!
Kiba leisurely leaned back on the sofa, chuckling.
I admit, this young player does have some skill. But alas, I’m still one step ahead~
He comfortably watched the dazzling Meteor Swarm arc across the center of the screen—only to fall beside Garchomp... on top of Pachirisu?!
Kiba sprang upright in shock, staring dumbfounded at the Meteor Swarm that was clearly aimed at Garchomp but bizarrely landed on Pachirisu’s head.
On the TV screen, the three near-gods—Salamence, Tyranitar, and Garchomp—seemed to have become mere backdrops to this white electric squirrel.
They all stared in disbelief as it bore the seemingly overwhelming attack...
And survived with ease.
“Pachirisu used ‘Look at Me!’ to attract Salamence’s Meteor Swarm attack!”
The battle log subtitles at the bottom of the screen were small, but glaringly obvious, causing Kiba’s eyes to ache.
What a joke!
“Look at Me!”?
What kind of move is that?
Touching cheeks, Helping Hand, Rage Fang, Look at Me... Is this a human’s idea of a combo?
Kiba helplessly lay back on the sofa again, allowing Garchomp to use Rock Slide under Pachirisu’s cover to effortlessly take down Salamence and Tyranitar.
Was there even any doubt?
With Swords Dance doubling its advantage, Salamence and old Tyranitar, both already not in great shape health-wise, couldn’t withstand even a hundred thousand hp.
As for the Desert Dragonfly still inside its Poké Ball?
Just Pachirisu’s backup disposable.
When bored, it could be thrown to Garchomp as if it were a roadside insect to be casually crushed.
End it... let everything be destroyed...
Disheartened, the sunny boy from Galar chose to surrender, turned off the TV, and ended the stream instantly.
Only the live chat, with its ever-growing numbers and lively discussions, exploded with excitement.
“Hahaha, shameful stream shutdown, Kiba, you finally have your day!”
“Husband, what’s wrong? Say something, husband!”
“So funny, tonight Kiba’s blanket is full of Pachirisu.”
“23:00 — It’s okay, it’s just a game. 3:00 — I actually lost to a Pachirisu?!”
“Trainers aiming for the League Tournament should rush to challenge the Fighting Gym in the next few days. Kiba’s mindset must be shattered.”
“Actually, not quite. Kiba’s furious now. Guess who he’ll vent his anger on?”
“Honestly, Kishu played really well this time. Looks like Kiba’s reputation as the strongest Gym Leader is a bit overrated.”
“Someone actually thought it was Roushu playing? No way, no way!”
“Water Ye is too strong! Follow Water Ye Meow, follow Water Ye Thank Meow!”
“......”
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“Thanks to Teacher Kishu for the ten Master Ball gifts! Boss is generous, boss be healthy!”
As the sun rose in the east and rain fell in the west, Kiba ended his stream in shame, while Xia Chi began happily collecting his earnings.
The site’s most valuable Master Ball gift effects repeatedly flashed in the live chat, and Xia Chi, having just finished an intense battle, quickly expressed his gratitude.
It seemed the match truly delighted Kishu—ten Master Balls at ten thousand each sent at once. What kind of family was this?
Oh, a famous Gym Leader and the biggest influencer in Galar? Never mind then.
Meanwhile, the number of viewers in Xia Chi’s live chat continued to climb—not just because of the Master Ball gifts drawing attention,
But also because they had just witnessed the “Kiba blood bun” between two big streamers, Kishu and Kiba.
One was knocked out and ended the stream in anger; the other was now actively streaming in Xia Chi’s room.
This round, this round was like Qin Shi Huang touching live wires—Xia Chi was winning wildly!
The atmosphere in the live chat was peaceful and friendly.
Fans, haters, passersby, and jokers alike all praised Xia Chi’s final performance.
After all, from an outsider’s perspective, Xia Chi had used a “fun lineup” to defeat the arguably strongest Gym Leader, Kiba.
And in such a dramatically charged way, it was nothing short of spectacular.
It probably wouldn’t be long before the recorded video of this match went viral across the internet.
Yet, while laypeople watched for fun, experts studied the subtleties.
At this moment, many true battle masters began analyzing Xia Chi’s seemingly odd team composition.
A style emphasizing synergy, support, rotation, and linked defenses gradually permeated the battle environment, which had long favored passionate clashes and fierce brawls.
Not just in “Path to the Championship,” but perhaps with even deeper, real-world implications.