Guzzlord's small brain that couldn't process quickly was confused. Before, it could easily crush this small creature with its own strength. But now, after only a few days, when it saw this small creature again, its own strength couldn't shake him anymore. Had his strength grown to this point in such a short period of time?
It couldn't believe it. It refused to believe it.
When Guzzlord moved its attacking limbs away, it realized that the body surface of this small creature had already been covered by blue light. What it could attack—his body—was actually blocked by this burst of blue light.
It couldn't understand what kind of power this blue light was composed of. Obviously, the attack seemed to capture something solid, but it couldn't cause any damage to this Pokémon. Could this be similar to some kind of armor?
The bigger the body, the less it could think during battle. It could only rely on its own instinct to quickly retreat and pull a certain distance from Lucario. After all, if its own strength and attack methods couldn't do anything in close combat, then Lucario could only be attacked through long-range energy destruction.
The distance opened to 100 meters.
Everyone came to their senses about what kind of fighting method this huge monster would adopt.
It couldn't gain any advantage in close combat, so did it just want to increase the distance and get a slight chance of victory through long-range attacks?
And how could Lucario let it succeed?
This beast had a huge body, but at the same time, the power it gathered would have some delay in reaction.
But it had to be said that a large body also represented the power it could gather. This kind of body size was directly proportional to the energy attack that could be emitted.
Of course, those who were of normal size weren't ruled out—some could produce energy fluctuations far superior to normal Pokémon and even comparable to the level of legendary beasts. But that could only be done to a certain extent.
Lucario hadn't thought of a defensive method to deal with long-range attacks, nor was he willing to give Guzzlord such a chance.
Cyan-colored light gathered in both fists. As the blue color faded, Counter's red fighting spirit appeared from his body. At the same time, a tremendous power gathered in his right fist.
BOOM!
The ground cracked from the powerful force as Lucario rushed toward Guzzlord, who was gathering strength, like a ray of light.
This speed was like an arrow leaving the bowstring—he even approached Guzzlord with a long trail at a speed that no one could catch.
Seeing the speed that Lucario displayed, even Zeraora, who was famous for his speed, was amazed. It turned out that Lucario, who had left the shackles and returned to freedom, had such tremendous speed and strength.
If he fought with Lucario, then what kind of advantages would he have to rely on to defeat such an excellent rival?
This was a question about himself, but it was also a measure between himself and Lucario. What kind of power did he have that could compare with this extremely persistent desire for strength? Now that Lucario had obtained this strength, then what qualities did Zeraora possess that could compare to such a rival?
In Guzzlord's eyes, this weak ant rushed to its face at an extremely fast speed. The fist that was already shining with sparks couldn't even be covered up by the blood-red fighting spirit.
With Aura Force, Roy could observe every detail of the battle. He could feel that because Lucario had gradually mastered Aura power, he had gathered all the damage he suffered just now and used the power contained in Counter. Under the transfer of Aura Force, he gathered them into his own fist.
Coupled with such fast speed, even the tough Guzzlord might not be able to withstand this punch. The power contained in the fist was immense.
The speed was so fast and the strength so great that even Guzzlord's body—before it could react—could feel its steel-like exterior being broken layer by layer. It had strong defensive power, but at the same time, sometimes when defensive power was too strong, its body that was too hard would become brittle under the condition of receiving great external force.
Cracks filled its huge body almost instantly. In the end, like falling scales, one piece after another fell to the ground, and its body collapsed after breaking apart.
If the fist was simply full of strength, it might have knocked back or destroyed Guzzlord's surface defense, or even sent it flying. But this time was different.
Lucario possessed more than just simple power. This power even incorporated true technique, directly destroying Guzzlord's body surface—which was the most solid, the very defense it relied on to survive—even before its body was knocked away, destroying all vitality.
He directly penetrated a huge force into that seemingly extremely strong body. Because only in this way could he cause the most direct damage to its massive form.
Sometimes damage from the outside world, from the surface, couldn't harm this kind of ultra-strong beast. If this power was allowed to explode inside, even when the appearance of the body was so solid, it couldn't bear such devastation.
Zeraora also understood Pokémon like Guzzlord.
How powerful its actual combat ability was. To break through this solid defense with one punch, or even severely injure it—this was something he couldn't do.
At most, his strength could only compete with such a powerful Guzzlord fifty-fifty.
Just from such a battle, Zeraora understood what the difference was between himself and this Pokémon who worked so hard. What was he lacking?
He had never had any human bonds, not even a master. But now it seemed he desired one more than ever before.