Bottom-tier trainers in the Pokémon world

Bang! !

With a sudden bang.

One of the men, dressed in a black robe, had a hole ripped open in the shoulder, and his entire arm was blown apart.

In an instant, blood gushed out, staining the ground crimson.

The man was sent flying backward and crashed heavily to the ground.

A hint of regret appeared on Xia Yan's face across from him.

Pity.

Although the opponent did not expect that Dramberto's antimatter power would, to some extent, annihilate the superpowers that hindered the "Dragon Arrow".

But since he was a superhuman, the other party wasn't completely caught off guard.

Especially the one in the lead.

If it weren't for that Gengar that suddenly appeared, it probably wouldn't have been as simple as just piercing and destroying that person's shoulder; his entire body would have exploded instantly.

The first round of unexpected attacks only managed to kill one of the opponent's Pokémon and severely injure one person, which did not satisfy Xia Yan.

He thought he could at least take down one person.

Pity.

Xia Yan felt it was a pity, but the person opposite him was filled with overwhelming anger.

Beneath that intense anger, there was also an undeniable sense of fear.

What the hell is this guy?

Faced with eight of them and the strength they displayed, not only were they not afraid and had no intention of running away, but they actually took the initiative to launch an attack.

Most importantly, his attack actually worked!

The remaining seven men felt a chill run down their spines as they looked at their fallen companion, who was groaning in pain.

They can hardly imagine it.

If the attack had landed on them, and they were the ones suffering the damage, how much pain would they have felt?

Born into nobility, they could not bear the harm caused by such injury, especially the strange looks from their own people after the injury.

"As expected of Kikuko's student, as expected of Xia Yan, as expected of the champion, as expected of the number one player in open field battles among champions."

The leader's hoarse, shrill voice rang out again, his words heavy with emotion.

Now that they have summoned enough spirits, they no longer need to worry so much about Xia Yan launching another sudden attack.

With eight or nine champion-level Pokémon, plus dozens of Elite Four-level Pokémon, they could probably overpower Xia Yan with sheer force, right?

But having witnessed Xia Yan's combat abilities, they dared not underestimate him in any way.

Especially after the leader had developed sufficient fear of Xia Yansheng.

Then I saw it.

He solemnly took out three more precious, bright red orbs, his expression extremely serious.

"Fortunately, we really took this seriously."

He then threw all three valuable balls at the same time.

When Xia Yan saw the Pokémon that appeared after the three precious orbs were opened, his pupils suddenly contracted.

He blurted out, "A Holy Swordsman?!"

It appeared.

He is a proud elf with a deep blue body and a sheep-like appearance, the steel swordsman, Cobalion!

And Terakion, the Rock Swordsman, a robust elf with a strong, brown-grey body and a bull-like appearance!

And finally, there's the nimble, antelope-like, green-bodied swordsman, Virizion!

These are the legendary elves, the three holy swordsmen!

The leader spread his arms wide, looking quite smug, and said:

"Do not mistake them for what you perceive them to be. They are the former guards of the royal family, the protectors of their descendants, and our most loyal protectors!"

Like the Galar warriors and rangers possessed by Sord and Hildi, the Holy Swordsmen were once part of the royal knight guard.

The Holy Swordsman is indeed not the only elf.

There are legends of the Holy Swordsmen in the Unova region.

In the Crown Snowfield of the Galar region, there are also legends of the Holy Swordsmen.

Not long ago, Xia Yan had even seen some books about the Holy Swordsmen on the huge bookshelf in Dr. Mulan's house.

Xia Yan simply hadn't expected this.

These so-called royal descendants actually include an elf like the Holy Swordsman.

but.

Judging from the other party's attitude, it seems that they do not have much command over these three holy swordsmen.

But is this what is meant by the heritage of the nobility?

Xia Yan truly felt it.

If every noble family in every region possesses such power, Xia Yan might need to reassess the strength wielded by that group.

But he estimated.

It shouldn't be that bad.

This time, the main reason for bringing out such valuable resources was to deal with him.

Otherwise, the league would never have been able to rise to prominence.

so.......

Xia Yan squinted his eyes.

He muttered to himself:

"If we could keep all of you here, you parasites entrenched in the alliance, the so-called descendants of nobles and royalty, would probably feel... a lot of heartache and pain, right?"

He sensed it.

The appearance of the three holy swordsmen surprised him, but these three holy swordsmen were not true divine beasts and did not possess the duties and authority of divine beasts.

A divine beast without authority...

What's there to be afraid of!

"Darkrai, put those to sleep!"

Simultaneously.

Xia Yan yanked the reins sharply in the air, making a crisp "snap" sound, and at the same time, a hazy black mist carrying rolling spiritual energy spread out from behind him.

Da da da—

The crisp sound of horses' hooves followed.

"Hissing sound—"

In the pitch black, a mournful cry echoed.

A magnificent black horse strode in.

Chapter 187 Xia Yan's Declaration of War!

Spirit Horse!

Xia Yan couldn't put away the Ghost Horse with a Poké Ball. Just as Calyrex said, Ghost Horse's spiritual power was too strong, and the material of an ordinary Poké Ball couldn't withstand it.

But that doesn't mean he can't take the Spirit Horse away.

At least.

As a Ghost-type Pokémon, Spectralma can hide in the fourth dimension.

That is, Xia Yan's shadow.

[Can't take it anymore?]

at the same time.

Amidst the billowing black mist, a dark figure slowly rose, while the white, hair-like mist moved without wind, trembling at a peculiar frequency.

Daklaiyin!

It also emerged from within the shadows at Xia Yan's call.

"If we keep holding back, we'll really get killed."

Looking at the three Holy Swordsmen—Goblin, Terrakion, and Virizion—that appeared opposite him, along with a large number of Champion and Elite Four level Pokémon, Xia Yan knew that choosing to conserve his strength at this moment was not prudent, but foolish.

That makes sense.

Daklai nodded slightly.

The lineup displayed by the opponent meant that even if it faced it alone, it would have no choice but to give way.

That's fucking terrifying.

outrageous.

These three legendary Pokémon, though lacking divine authority, possess at least Champion-level strength. In fact, due to their legendary status, ordinary Champion-level Pokémon are no match for them.

Then there are three Mega Evolved Kanto starter Pokémon, three Gigantamax Galar starter Pokémon, Gengar, Bakuro, and other Champion-level Pokémon.

Not to mention the Elite Four level Pokémon.

Even if each of the eight people on the other side only brought six Pokémon, that would still be close to forty.

Forty of them!

All of them are Elite Four level Pokémon. What does that mean?