Oof.
Combusken's current strength? Bit of a gap.
The revolution ain't won yet—keep grinding, comrade!
Good thing Jiang Feng's got a portable rage battery—anger's the juice!
After days of farming, his Proficiency stash is thicc.
Wait…
Proficiency's stalled? Clucky, you slacking?!
Combusken: You talkin' smack?!
Roasting Combusken, Jiang Feng stashed Kena's lady-scented book in system storage and bolted.
Non-stop, he hit the Spikemuth Gym for training.
After swearing on spicy Swinub hooves—extra chili, no veggie diet—Combusken waddled off to train, tail wagging.
Man, Pokémon are so gullible…
Too easy to scam!
One Trainer, one 'mon, grinding with zero distractions.
Challengers popped in now and then.
As a Gym apprentice, Jiang Feng took 'em on.
With Master-tier Scratch and Quick Attack, he smashed a five-win streak!
Jiang Feng was basking in glory when a squad of sparkly teen girls strutted in, chattering like Chatot, flower petals paving their way.
Leading the pack, C-position? Erika.
Plot's moving—Erika's here to challenge the Gym!
Spotting Jiang Feng in his apprentice gear, Erika's face soured. Ugh, this guy again? Her cheerleader squad shot him dirty looks.
"You? Here?" Erika snapped.
"Told ya—you're missing me in your life. Where you go, I'm there."
"You're a Gym Trainer?"
"Yup! Beat me 1v1, and the badge is yours!"
Jiang Feng swaggered to the battle zone, tossing a Poké Ball: "Let's dance!"
"Hmph, bring it!"
"Been itching to pound you, perv!"
"Go, Scyther!"
A sleek, grass-green Bug-Flying Pokémon took the stage—Scyther, rocking a 500 base stat total.
So cool!
Bug-type legend!
Jiang Feng's eyes sparkled. Scyther or its Steel-Bug evolution Scizor? Both drip style.
If he got the chance, he'd snag one.
Scizor's nuts—eight resistances, one immunity!
Four-times Fire weakness?
Pfft. Four-times weak is basically no weakness!
It's the mark of a chad!
Flaws? No biggie—his system could fix it. Maybe a Flash Fire Scizor?
"Combusken, Scratch!"
Thoughts raced, but Jiang Feng's orders were sharp, striking first.
"Win, you're a queen. Lose, you're wilted petals!"
"Scyther, Slash!"
Combusken's Master-tier claws clashed with Scyther's scythes.
Sparks flew, evenly matched.
Scyther's pride? Its razor-sharp scythes. But it couldn't gain an edge.
"Scyther, Double Hit!"
Erika switched tactics. Scyther's blades danced, left-right, relentless!
Dual-wield vibes?!
Combusken wasn't fazed. Master Scratch's attack speed was nuts, claws blurring, matching blow for blow!
I slash, I slash, I slash-slash-slash!
Melee stalemate. Erika pivoted to a guaranteed-hit ranged move.
"Scyther, Swift!"
Scyther's blades sliced, star-shaped blades raining like a meteor shower!
Combusken? One Scratch shredded 'em!
"Scyther, Air Slash!"
Sharp air blades? Clawed to bits!
Scyther's moves were fancy, pure eye-candy, but…
All flash, no smash! Zero impact!
Erika gasped, hand over mouth. How?! All her tricks, useless? Was Master-tier that strong?
Jiang Feng shook his head. Not Combusken's strength—Scyther's weak.
Scyther had a bag of tricks, all Competent-tier. Break Master Scratch? Dream on.
No matter your moves, one claw wrecks all!
One-Claw Rulez All!
Unable to pierce Scratch, Scyther was doomed. Erika went all-in.
"Scyther, use your ultimate!"
"Double Team!"
Scyther's wings buzzed, splitting into three clones, circling for a pincer attack!
Darting back and forth.
Dragonfly vibes.
"Behold, Scyther's Double Team!"
Real or fake, hard to tell, hit-and-run style.
With Scyther's 105 Speed stat, three green gremlins glowed like love's triple beam, making Combusken green with panic.
Combusken: Never seen this!
Triplets ganging up? My waist's done!
Who can handle this?!
Two claws can't fend off six!
"Alright, play with 'em slow!"
Tide turned. Double Team's chaos gave Scyther the edge, and Combusken's defense would crack soon.
Erika crossed her arms, smug. Got him!
The cheerleaders, smelling victory, amped up.
"Go, go, Miss Erika, go!"
"Scyther, win, win!"
Think Competent-tier Double Team can flip the script?
Scyther's fast, and Double Team boosts evasion, leaving melee Pokémon chasing shadows, eating hits.
But Combusken's Class 2!
And we've padded enough words—time to end this!
"That's all you got? No badge for you."
"Watch this—it's gonna be fire!"
"Crush 'em, Quick Attack!"
Combusken's legs sprang, blasting off!
A yellow streak smashed two low-flying clones!
No Aura needed to spot the real one—just speed go brrr!
And it wasn't done!
Zigzagging mid-air!
Combusken teleported, catching the real Scyther, wrecking it!
Against absolute speed, all flash is dust!
BAM!
Scyther screeched, hammered like a Golem, crashing in a dust storm!
No-smoke-no-damage rule? Busted!
One hit, and the squishy Scyther was KO'd.
"How?!"
"Nani?!"
Just had the upper hand—blinked and lost?
This river reasonable?!
Viridian's pride, Erika, defeated!
The cheerleaders' flowers hit the dirt, jaws dropped, staring like stunned Stunfisk.
Master Quick Attack!
A mere Gym apprentice with two Master moves!
Erika's cherry lips parted in shock.
"Scratch and Quick Attack—both Master-tier, right?"
"Yup!"
Master Quick Attack!
A rookie apprentice with a priority Master move—no wonder he's so fast! Erika's eyes gleamed, giving him a slight nod.
Okay… kinda hot. Decent jack-in-the-box material.
"Too bad—you failed the test, no badge."
"Don't get cocky. I slipped up this time, but I'll win next round!"
"In a few days, I'm back to grind you into the dirt!"