Capítulo 283: Chapter 283
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"Typhlosion, use Fling!"
Sabo didn't understand why Mihawk's Pokémon were in such a peculiar state, but he wasn't about to hold back. Even against the seemingly defenseless Slowpoke, Sabo had Typhlosion use a Dark-type move that countered it.
The tall Typhlosion didn't hesitate. Using both claws, it grabbed the dazed Slowpoke lying on the ground and hurled it toward a nearby rock.
Slowpoke hit the rock with great force, shattering a large section of it.
At that moment...
"It's unlocked."
Dak's eyes widened abruptly.
The energy deep within Slowpoke suddenly began to pour out as the "barrier" within it opened temporarily. Slowpoke's previously vacant eyes now glowed intensely with blue light—the color of its psychic power.
"Psychic."
Mihawk, unfazed, began to command calmly.
He himself didn't fully understand why his Pokémon had this strange switch-like condition. But now that Slowpoke was in this state, he wasn't about to lose.
"Slooow…"
Slowpoke let out a murmur, and powerful psychic energy surged into Typhlosion's mind.
Instantly, Typhlosion's consciousness seemed to suffer a heavy blow, causing it to become sluggish and disoriented.
Dak wasn't surprised by this at all.
After all, this Slowpoke was a genuine Lv.48 Pokémon, while Typhlosion was only Lv.43—a difference of five levels.
"Uh-oh!"
Seeing Slowpoke enter that special state, Sabo began to panic.
There had been a match where Mihawk's single Pokémon had taken down six, so Sabo was aware that he might now face the same outcome.
"Rain Dance."
Instead of having Slowpoke attack, Mihawk capitalized on its awareness of his commands and Typhlosion's stunned state to alter the battlefield's weather.
He knew Sabo well.
At this stage, trainers had a general understanding of each other's strengths and strategies.
The rain would severely affect Sabo's team.
With water-type moves empowered and fire-type moves weakened, Sabo's advantage was significantly reduced.
Meanwhile, Mihawk's team, with two of its Fire-types already knocked out, still had three Water-types remaining.
Soon, dark clouds filled the sky, and light rain began to fall over the battlefield.
This further worsened Typhlosion's condition, causing it to grow increasingly agitated.
"Sunny Day."
Weather-altering moves were essential for a strategist like Sabo, especially considering his team's composition.
"Surf."
Mihawk didn't give Sabo the chance to reverse the weather, immediately ordering Slowpoke to launch an attack.
"Sloooow…"
Slowpoke lifted its tail and slapped it against the ground.
Suddenly, a towering wave, around eight or nine meters high, rose from beneath it, crashing outward.
"Hide behind the rocks!"
Sabo ordered quickly.
Typhlosion, already disadvantaged against Water-types, couldn't afford to take that hit. Given the current weather, a direct hit could easily knock it out.
Typhlosion darted to shelter behind a large rock nearby.
Boom! Crack.
Unfortunately, Slowpoke's Surf was a powerful Water-type move on par with Psychic among Psychic moves.
The massive wave shattered the rock and crashed into Typhlosion, dealing it heavy damage despite the rock's partial protection.
"Grr…"
Soaked and breathing heavily, Typhlosion struggled to stand on the damp, rocky terrain.
"Water Pulse."
"Slooow..."
As if tireless, Slowpoke continued its relentless attacks, bombarding Typhlosion until it was eventually knocked out.
Sabo sent out his next Pokémon, Infernape.
Infernape, at Lv.48, was on par with Slowpoke, having reached this level through rigorous self-training.
"Infernape, I'm counting on you."
Sabo was confident in Infernape's strength, despite its rebellious nature.
Infernape managed to knock out Slowpoke in the end, using Flare Blitz to land a decisive blow. However, the recoil left Infernape fainted as well.
With just Slowpoke alone, Mihawk had taken down Sabo's two strongest Pokémon.
The remaining four Pokémon in Sabo's team were all at Lv.40 or lower, with the highest being Throh and Sawk, both at Lv.40.
Emboar and Blaziken, Sabo's secondary fighters, hadn't seen much training, as they'd spent more time goofing around than honing their skills. Their current levels were mainly due to Infernape's pressure on them to train.
Meanwhile, Mihawk still had Psyduck, Lotad, and Natu.
In terms of typing, Sabo was in a tough spot, with his remaining Pokémon at a type disadvantage.
Psyduck and Natu excelled in Psychic moves, which counter Fighting-types, while all of Sabo's remaining Pokémon were Fighting-type.
Lotad, a Water/Grass-type, also had water moves that could counter Emboar and Blaziken.
"Psyduck, it's up to you."
Mihawk chose his oldest companion, Psyduck, who boasted an impressive Lv.50 energy level.
"Quack?"
Psyduck tilted its head in confusion, seemingly unaware of where it was or what was happening.
"Go, Sawk."
Sabo had no choice left.
Although Psyduck specialized in Psychic moves, it was a pure Water-type, making it a better match for his Fighting-types than his Fire-types.
"Go, Sawk!"
The blue Sawk, adept at physical combat, tightened the belt around its waist and charged at Psyduck, leaping into the air and raising its arm mid-flight.
Wham!
A powerful chop hit Psyduck's head, creating a three-meter crater on the ground below.
"That's it!"
Dak, who had been observing the match intently, finally realized something.
The blow to Psyduck's head temporarily broke the barrier inside it, allowing its internal energy to surge out.
Reflecting on the previous round, it was the same when Slowpoke hit its head against a rock after being flung by Typhlosion, causing its energy to explode.
This phenomenon has even been observed in the Pokémon world.
Misty's Psyduck, for instance.
Misty's Psyduck had strong psychic energy stored in its head, causing it constant headaches due to the overwhelming power. Its subconscious kept it in a perpetual state of confusion, forming a mental barrier that locked the energy inside. Only when Psyduck's head was hit, triggering pain, did the energy release.
However, this surge of energy was extremely painful for Psyduck.
Ash's Pikachu experienced a similar situation.
Once, Pikachu was struck by lightning in a magnet-filled mountain, causing an overload of electric energy in its body. Pikachu's power became so intense that it single-handedly defeated three Electric-type Pokémon with Thunderbolt and Thunder during the battle at Mauville Gym.
Afterward, the Gym Leader, Wattson, even questioned his qualifications as a Gym Leader. It was only later revealed that this was a temporary phenomenon, though Pikachu suffered a high fever and even bit Ash out of distress.
The pain Pikachu endured was so severe it lost control.
Mihawk's Pokémon might be in a similar state.
Dak frowned slightly, already deciding what he would do next.
He would inform Mihawk of his Pokémon's condition, leaving the next steps to Mihawk.
Dak didn't stay to watch the rest of the battle.
With just Psyduck, Mihawk swept through Sabo's remaining four Pokémon, claiming victory.
When Mihawk left the arena through the corridor, he found Dak waiting for him, having teleported there.
"?"
Mihawk's expression turned serious.
Dak rarely appeared unless something important was at hand.
"I used a special energy to scan your Pokémon…"
Dak got straight to the point, explaining his findings without mincing words. Mihawk was a long-standing ally, and Dak trusted he would understand.
"Oh."
Mihawk glanced at the six Pokéballs on his belt and nodded.
"Of course, these are just my speculations. It's highly likely, but not definite. You might want to consult Reiju for a thorough examination."
"I will."
Mihawk nodded and walked past Dak, pausing briefly to add, "By the way, I'm forfeiting the tournament."
With that, Mihawk left without any hesitation or regret for the tournament.
Mihawk has left the tournament! Ha! To those who guessed he'd be one of the Elite Four—you were wrong! Hahaha!
(End of Chapter)
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Capítulo 284: Chapter 284
When Brook stepped off the stage after defeating Morty, he was informed that Mihawk had withdrawn from the tournament. This unexpected news meant that Brook advanced directly to the semifinals and secured a spot as one of the Elite Four.
For a moment, Brook was baffled.
He… somehow became one of the Elite Four?
The news of Mihawk's withdrawal sparked an uproar among the audience and other contestants.
"The first Pokémon Battle Tournament—a historic event that may go down in history—and 'Dull-eye' Mihawk just up and quits?!"
"Unbelievable! He doesn't even know what he's missing out on!"
"Damn it! I bet 10,000 gold on him making it to the Elite Four!"
"If he was going to quit, couldn't he have done it sooner? Did he have to crush my bets first?"
"Being an Elite Four without earning it is hardly meaningful; I could do that, too."
"Just plain lucky."
"Do you think it might be because of his odd Pokémon? Maybe he got banned for using some kind of illegal enhancement?"
The speculation was wild, stirring up excitement in League City and throughout the seafaring world. Morgans even dispatched reporters immediately, determined to catch this news wave and secure the front page.
But Mihawk had no interest in the chaos.
He was already headed to the Pokémon Center in League City with his beloved little "dull" Pokémon.
Mihawk had changed dramatically.
Once, he roamed the seas looking for worthy challengers or entertained himself by taking down weaker pirates, relishing in their frantic escapes.
Now, he simply didn't have the time.
Swordsmanship, once a daily regimen, had become more of a hobby; he practiced when he had time, but if he didn't, so be it. He no longer even took his signature black blade, Yoru, everywhere.
It wasn't that Mihawk's view of swordsmanship had changed; rather, he had found something even more important.
His companions.
Or, to be precise, his family.
Every day, his six "dull" Pokémon caused all sorts of problems. Psyduck and Slowpoke, with their usual vacant stares, were manageable.
But Totodile was a pure troublemaker.
Its mischief was almost involuntary; for instance, it had little control over its bodily functions. When it first hatched, it couldn't even distinguish between hunger and fullness, leading Mihawk to buy a large supply of Pokémon diapers from the local store, much to the clerk's surprise.
Mihawk was well on his way to earning the title of the world's best dad.
In his bustling, often chaotic daily life, Mihawk's once-burning ambitions and desires had mellowed, and he was beginning to find joy in the simple things.
While walking to the Pokémon Center, he suddenly heard his Pokédex beep.
Mihawk had only a few contacts in his Pokédex, most of whom he'd met through his Pokémon.
His Pokémon occasionally played with others in the neighborhood, sometimes even wandering into other people's homes, leading to Mihawk and other "parents" exchanging contact information to stay informed.
Beep beep.
Mihawk opened his Pokédex and read the message.
[Peeping King]: Oh, one more thing—Sceptile asked me to let you know he'd like to meet you at XXX in the outskirts of League City when you have time.
[Dull-eye]: 1.
From the nickname, it was clear Mihawk had grown fond of his new moniker.
This meeting would have to wait.
Mihawk still had to get to the Pokémon Center.
…
The next day, the results of the top-sixteen matches were in, and there were plenty of surprises.
The first match was Newgate vs. Hannyabal, taking place on a plain—perfect for head-to-head clashes.
Both Newgate and Hannyabal were straightforward fighters, shunning trickery.
Newgate's team included Blissey, Magcargo, Crustle, Heracross, Exploud, and Ursaring—all built for direct, intense battles.
Hannyabal's team, on the other hand, was a lineup of rogues: Zoroark, Krookodile, Absol, Cacturne, Houndoom, and Crawdaunt.
Most of Hannyabal's Pokémon were swift, with Cacturne and Crawdaunt being the exceptions.
In a straightforward brawl, a Pokémon's move pool and level were paramount. Newgate's casual approach to training left his Pokémon unprepared against Hannyabal, who had aimed for an Elite Four position from the start.
Even though Newgate had learned from his previous battle with Kuzan and acknowledged his shortcomings, it wasn't enough. In this match, Hannyabal's Dark-type team completely outmatched Newgate.
Hannyabal, to prove his strength, swapped his Pokémon after defeating each of Newgate's, keeping the match strictly one-on-one.
The only exception was Heracross, who managed to win against Cacturne due to a huge type advantage, but the rest of Newgate's team was swept.
After winning, Hannyabal couldn't resist taunting, "This era has no place for scum like you. Time to step down."
It wasn't personal against Newgate; Hannyabal treated all former pirates this way. Only Hancock escaped his scorn, owing to her beauty. Any other male pirate would get the same treatment.
Newgate ignored him entirely.
He had already accepted the defeat.
His battle with Kuzan had shown him that he wasn't a proper trainer. He didn't understand his Pokémon's personalities or species advantages.
Reaching the top sixteen was solely due to his Pokémon's efforts; as their father, he had only held them back.
If he had invested in his Pokémon from the start, Whitebeard's crew might have been powerful contenders for the championship. But there were no "ifs."
"Oyaji," Sasuke said, approaching Newgate with uncertainty.
"Gurarara! Why the gloomy face? A loss is a loss; there's always next year!" Newgate chuckled, tapping Sasuke's forehead lightly.
"Haha, it's rare to see Oyaji lose, so I don't feel as lonely," Sachi joked, only to receive a playful punch from Newgate.
The other Whitebeard crew members were equally unfazed.
They joined the Pokémon Battle Tournament for fun, without any particular ambition or desire for victory.
But while the Whitebeard crew shrugged it off, the seafaring world was in an uproar!
Newgate, once the "World's Strongest," had fallen, leaving countless underground bettors in shock. The New World, where many nations were under Whitebeard's protection, was filled with his fans.
But the result was final: Newgate was defeated.
In the second match, Vista faced "Competitor B."
Vista narrowly won, securing a chance to avenge his father.
Unlike Newgate, Vista had always trained his Pokémon earnestly, and his team's combined strength far outclassed the more casually raised Pokémon on the ship.
The third match featured Kuzan vs. Marco.
Kuzan won easily, as Marco's attitude toward raising Pokémon was similar to Newgate's, albeit slightly more attentive.
Overall, Whitebeard's top two, Newgate and Marco, ranked near the bottom among the top sixteen, weaker even than Sachi, Morty, and Sabo.
The fourth and final battle of the round was a fierce showdown between Charlotte and Law on a lake.
Charlotte and Law both fought until they had only one Pokémon left, and Charlotte won by a narrow margin with her advanced tactics.
The match lasted over an hour, leaving both competitors and spectators drenched in sweat, with everyone on their feet cheering by the end.
Law, however, couldn't hear it anymore. Defeated, he left the stage, disappointed to have lost his chance to revive Rosinante or his sister, Lami.
He would be back next time, determined to achieve his goal.
With that, the top eight were decided.
The list from top to bottom:
Boa Hancock
Jaguar D. Saul
Dracule Mihawk (crossed out)
Brook
Hannyabal
Vista
Kuzan
Uzumaki D. Charlotte
I think by now, you can probably guess who the Elite Four will be! Any predictions for the champion?
(End of Chapter)
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