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Frosmoth flew into the air and quickly distanced itself from Grovyle. After suffering a loss in close-quarters combat, it no longer dared to engage Grovyle at short range.

“Use Bug Buzz again!”

After careful consideration, Hudson finally decided to have Frosmoth continue using Bug Buzz, currently its strongest special attack move.

“Grovyle, use Giga Drain!”

Grass-type energy surged from Grovyle, transforming into sharp energy tendrils that flew toward Frosmoth and collided with the vibrating insect energy!

This time, the power of Frosmoth’s Bug Buzz was greatly reduced after losing its STAB bonus due to the type change. Conversely, the power of Grovyle’s Grass-type Giga Drain was significantly amplified with its own STAB bonus!

The energy clash ended with Grovyle gaining the upper hand. The grass energy completely overwhelmed the bug energy, and the tendrils created by Giga Drain pierced into Frosmoth’s body, instantly draining a large amount of its health and converting it into healing energy for Grovyle.

“Grovyle, continue with Giga Drain!”

Just as Jacob was preparing to finish the battle, he heard Hudson concede.

“I give up.” Hudson chose to surrender gracefully. He couldn’t win in close combat, and now after the type change, he couldn’t win in ranged special attacks either. He had no choice but to forfeit. “You win.”

“Stop, Grovyle.”

Hearing his opponent’s surrender, Jacob quickly commanded Grovyle to halt its attack.

“Ding, mission triggered: Winning Streak Record!”

[Winning Streak]: Before the College Cup begins, try to achieve as many consecutive wins as possible in Arena Battles and break the winning streak record.

Mission requirements: Break the winning streak record. Current winning streak (1)

Mission rewards: Rewards will be issued based on the number of consecutive wins. The more consecutive wins, the richer the rewards.

“You’re very strong, but Frosmoth is actually my weakest Pokémon. It’s the only Elite-level Pokémon I have. When your Grovyle reaches the Lord level and evolves into Sceptile, I’ll challenge you again with my other Pokémon,” Hudson said to Jacob before leaving. He seemed reluctant to accept his loss.

“Looking forward to it,” Jacob replied simply.

Frosmoth is only Hudson’s weakest Pokémon? This Hudson seems very formidable after all.

As the battle concluded, applause erupted from the audience. It was evident that the match had been unusually exciting for an Elite-level contest.

The spectators were particularly impressed by Jacob’s Grovyle having Thunder Punch for a surprise attack, and Hudson’s clever use of Camouflage to counter it—both requiring strong adaptability under pressure.

“Return, Grovyle.” Jacob recalled his Pokémon and searched for Nina in the audience. He spotted her sitting among the spectators, her eyes already focused on him. Their gazes met briefly before both quickly looked away. Jacob then returned to the sidelines to rest.

After each battle, trainers could choose to rest for a while until their Pokémon recovered before continuing to the next challenge.

When Jacob returned to the sidelines, he was immediately surrounded by several female fans. His good looks and his reputation as a scientific research prodigy made him extremely popular among the younger trainers.

“It seems our junior brother is quite popular with the ladies,” Kindler observed, watching Jacob surrounded by admirers. “I’m a bit envious of our junior brother’s appearance. If I looked like him, I wouldn’t have been single for so long.”

As Kindler spoke, he glanced at Nina with obvious interest.

Unfortunately, Nina didn’t notice Kindler’s expression. She was feeling somewhat annoyed at the moment. She glanced at Jacob among his group of admirers, then lowered her head to focus on playing with her Cottonee, figuring if she didn’t look, she wouldn’t feel irritated.

“Are looks that important? I think you look fine. What matters most in a man is his talent.”

“That’s right, men should focus on their careers,” Kindler replied, greatly encouraged by Nina’s words.

Jacob struggled to finally make his way back to Teacher Nina. By the time he sat down, he was already sweating profusely. It turned out that being too handsome could also be a burden.

“You seemed to be enjoying yourself,” Nina remarked coldly as soon as Jacob sat down.

“Ugh.”

Jacob sighed deeply, his face full of exaggerated concern. “What can I do? My personal charm is just too powerful.”

“…”

Nina stared at Jacob’s smug expression, the corners of her mouth twitching as she fought the urge to punch him.

About fifteen minutes later, Jacob began his second battle. Compared to his first opponent Hudson, the second challenger was notably weaker and opted for a 2v2 singles match. Jacob sent out Charmeleon first. Although slightly less powerful than Grovyle, Charmeleon was still more than capable of handling ordinary Pokémon and won the battle by directly defeating both of the opponent’s Pokémon.

Two consecutive victories made everyone realize that Jacob, the new defending trainer, was genuinely skilled—certainly among the best Elite-level trainers.

Jacob maintained his winning streak, battling from morning until five in the afternoon. Excluding time for lunch and breaks, he completed a total of nine matches, winning all nine for a perfect 100% win rate. This record was already quite impressive.

Kindler looked at his junior with newfound respect. He had initially assumed Jacob was merely a scientific researcher with mediocre battling skills, but after these battles, it was clear that Jacob’s Pokémon were powerful enough to dominate most opponents.

Especially Grovyle, which performed nearly at the pinnacle of Elite-level combat power. Even some ordinary lord-level Pokémon might struggle against it.

More and more spectators gathered around the arena. Many had heard that a new, exceptionally strong and handsome Elite defending trainer had arrived at the Dragon Gym, and they had come to watch.

“Last match,” Jacob decided. “Just one more and then we’ll head back.”

After a full day of battling, Jacob was feeling fatigued. The energy consumed in actual combat far exceeded what was spent during normal training, so he decided to conclude with one final battle to make it an even ten-win streak.

Just as Jacob was waiting for his next opponent, a sudden commotion rippled through the crowd.

“Why is Wrenly here?”

“Isn’t he an Elite defending trainer at the Fighting Spirit Gym?”

“This is going to be intense. Things are about to get exciting!”

The discussions in the crowd reached Nina’s ears. She observed the tall man who entered the arena—about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, with prominent muscles, dark skin, and neatly trimmed short hair. He clearly had been training seriously for many years.

Nina didn’t personally know Wrenly. As a near-Champion-level trainer herself, she naturally wouldn’t pay much attention to ordinary Elite-level trainers. But since this person had come specifically to challenge Jacob and seemed quite formidable, she couldn’t help feeling slightly concerned.

Although Jacob was very skilled, he needed to understand that there were always stronger trainers out there. Drakehold had a registered population of over 20 million, with an actual population exceeding 60 million. Among so many people, there were bound to be various masters. Jacob might not be able to overcome the experienced Wrenly.

“Battle field number three, Elite Trainer Wrenly versus Elite Defending Trainer Jacob. The rules of the match are chosen by Wrenly.”

“3v3 Singles,” Wrenly declared, choosing the most comprehensive format to test Jacob’s abilities.

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