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Politoed's heavy fist smashed violently into the ground, instantly tearing a jagged fissure across the ice sheet.
Leveraging Aerial Ace, Greninja vaulted nimbly over the brawler's blind spot to claim its rear, but Politoed anticipated the displacement, throwing a brutal backhand punch with a sharp crackle of kinetic friction. Its fist ignited with a volatile burst of sparks—a textbook Dynamic Punch.
Deprived of the window required to map a clean evasion under the sudden reflex loop, Greninja was struck dead-center.
Following a succession of structural detonations, Greninja's frame warped violently under the kinetic heat before fracturing into a thousand flying shards of fluid mass.
"Another Substitute... These proxies are simply endless!" N's tone finally sharpened with a trace of acute frustration, his tactical dominance stalling.
"Go, Greninja!"
Following Feng Che's unyielding directive, an immense legion of Greninja clones erupted concurrently across the flooded arena. Each proxy cast a tangible physical shadow along the permafrost, rendering them completely indistinguishable from the true master.
"Politoed, channel Rain Dance to its absolute maximum parameters! Utilize the structural friction of the downpour to detect its true coordinates!" N bellowed across the field.
Politoed let out a resonant, deep frog cry, and the torrential skies violently fractured, forcing the downpour into massive, heavy sheets of water that blanketed the battlefield. Dense rivers of fluid currents steadily coiled around Politoed's frame, acting as an environmental tracking array to sweep for Greninja's physical displacement.
Politoed: This is impossible... Saturated within my sensory grid, every single one of these targets reads as an absolute, genuine vessel.
The Frog Pokémon's composure fractured in sheer bewilderment.
Tracking his partner's hesitation, N instantly deduced that Politoed's tracking algorithms were completely stymied by the sheer quality of the clones. As the legion of Greninja continued to multiply across his vision, cold sweat broke out across Politoed's brow, co-mingling with the raindrops cascading down its hide.
"Politoed, purge the sector with Whirlpool!"
Politoed roared, slamming its heavily muscled palms together to open a colossal, churning vortex across the floor. The massive spatial suction swept dozens of Greninja proxies into its crushing core; after a few seconds of desperate resistance, the duplicates dissolved into harmless clusters of soapy foam.
This Whirlpool layout yields viable containment indices, N thought, subtly wiping a thread of cold sweat from his forehead. He had zero intention of allowing his premier vanguard line to suffer a humiliating wipe in the opening round.
Yet, before the young king could fully realign his tactical layout, several pristine silhouettes of Greninja materialized directly behind Politoed's blind spot.
This clone-and-substitute rotation is a bottomless matrix, N analyzed grimly, his irritation spiking. As long as my tracking sensors fail to lock onto its true coordinates, that Greninja will continue to deploy an infinite garrison of proxies without a single shred of resource constraint.
"In that case—Politoed, blanket the zone with Blizzard!"
Politoed unhinged its jaws, expelling a massive, vertical torrent of cryogenic air into the high ceiling. Colossal, goose-feather flakes of permafrost cascaded down, the sheer absolute-zero chill freezing the immediate coordinates.
The remaining Greninja proxies violently burst into soapy bubbles upon contact with the frost front. Yet, a micro-second before their forms dissolved, the duplicates launched a massive counter-barrage of Water Shurikens. Saturated under the howling sub-zero weather, the fluid blades flash-crystallized into razor-sharp shards of ice shurikens.
"Politoed, neutralize them with Snarl!"
Politoed unleashed a succession of devastating, high-decibel acoustic shockwaves from its throat. The heavy audio payloads slammed dead-center into the incoming ice shurikens, violently shattering the projectiles into fine frost dust.
However, executing these high-tier elemental techniques back-to-back placed a staggering drain on Politoed's baseline stamina indicators. At this exact millisecond, the heavily muscled frog was panting heavily, its lungs heaving for air.
Politoed: I have intentionally dropped my guard to project a state of absolute exhaustion... Why on earth has that Greninja failed to initiate a strike?
Politoed: This slippery beast is exceptionally, insufferably cowardly!
Politoed complained internally. Yet, the precise asset it was calling cowardly was currently completely isolated deep beneath the bedrock, utilizing Rest.
The exact millisecond Politoed had initiated its full-field Rain Dance layout, Greninja had executed a high-velocity Dig to burrow straight beneath the frozen earth. Safely cocooned within its subterranean bunker, it channeled Rest to continuously replenish its core cells and restore its stamina parameters to absolute peak efficiency. Concurrently, it siphoned its residual energy to systematically print duplicate proxies onto the surface layer, completely ruining Politoed's analytical tracking.
Right at that critical millisecond, a singular Greninja smoothly burst through the permafrost floor, its arms pinned confidently across its chest as it fixed a triumphant, mocking stare upon the brawler.
"Now is our hour! Politoed, break its core with a maximum-output Dynamic Punch!"
Projecting a false state of exhaustion to bait the target, Politoed stamped its foot heavily to close the distance via an explosive leap. Its heavily muscled fist ignited with a blinding burst of kinetic friction as it drove a brutal blow straight through Greninja's chassis.
Yet, the target remained an empty proxy shell.
The precise micro-second Politoed's stance overextended, four long, fleshy, pink tongues violently erupted from the broken bedrock beneath its feet. The muscular constraints wrapped tightly around Politoed's limbs, anchoring its frame in an inescapable lockdown. Immediately after, the earth split open completely, and five identical Greninja cleared the threshold to encircle the trapped beast.
"This Greninja's capacity to flawlessly sync its Substitute and Double Team loops is exceptionally profound," N remarked, his brilliant mind rapidly parsing the forensic logs of the exchange.
"However, synthesizing a proper Substitute demands a significant taxation of a Pokémon's baseline life force. From the inception of this duel to the current hour, your Greninja has deployed a minimum of five high-grade proxies."
"Yet, its residual energy signatures remain completely pristine and saturated. This structural data proves your Greninja was never on the surface layer; it anchored its vessel deep within the subterranean channels right from the start, utilizing Rest to bypass the stamina depletion."
"Furthermore, while sustained within its deep sleep cycle, it seamlessly commanded Snore and Sleep Talk to continuously manifest those high-grade clones and substitutes on the battlefield to overextend my partner." N clinically unmasked Feng Che's absolute tactical layout.
"You truly deserve your reputation as the sovereign of Team Plasma. Your analytical deductions are remarkably precise," Feng Che acknowledged, clapping his hands with an amused smile.
"Bring a definitive end to its line, Greninja."
Feng Che snapped his fingers with a sharp crack. Greninja tightened its elastic grip, its muscular tongue lash whipping ruthlessly against Politoed's exposed chest. The crushing kinetic impact neutralized Politoed's remaining vitals, and the brawler collapsed limply onto the broken ice, completely incapacitated.
"The opening round belongs to my line," Feng Che announced smoothly, retracting his Greninja back into its capsule. "To demonstrate my absolute professional respect for your caliber, I resolve to conduct this entire campaign under a strict, consecutive one-versus-one matrix."
"Magnificent. Your confidence is exceptionally unyielding," N responded calmly, recalling his fallen Politoed.
Reaching for a secondary capsule along his belt, he synchronized his release vector with Feng Che, throwing the Poké Ball into the clearing concurrently.
Feng Che deployed his Corviknight, while N countered by unleashing his Magnezone.
However, the Magnezone that materialized on the field was structurally unique compared to standard species configurations. Flanking its primary magnetic chassis were two Klinklang, their heavy metallic gears rotating at a manic, opposing high-velocity velocity. The continuous kinetic friction of the interlocking wheels served as a high-efficiency dynamo, continuously funneling a massive reservoir of raw electrical energy straight into Magnezone's core capacitors.
"The exact hour I charted this Magnezone's coordinates within the wild, its baseline electromagnetic pathways were severely compromised, rendering it entirely unable to establish aerial levitation," N shared, unmasking his partner's history.
"It independently attracted a pair of Klink to serve as its symbiotic core assets, continuously charging its grid. Nurtured under their mutual validation, Magnezone finally stabilized its electromagnetic lift to claim the skies. However, the Klink lines have permanently bonded to its chassis as companion entities."
"Their unified life matrices are securely keyed into a single, specialized Poké Ball, meaning the League regulations register them as a singular, cohesive combat asset. Tell me, Acting Champion, do your parameters permit this configuration?" N inquired.
"I have zero objections to your layout. Maintain the press, Corviknight!"
The exact millisecond Corviknight cleared its capsule, it immediately drop-mapped a localized Gravity field across the arena. The spatial density of the airspace instantly warped into a state of severe instability, the crushing weight fluctuating violently around Magnezone's coordinates. Subjected to the sudden multiplication of physical mass, Magnezone's chassis buckled, and the twin Klinklang, unable to withstand the immense kinetic distortion of the heavy field, were forcefully sheared from the main hull, their neural link snapping instantly.
"Klinklang, execute Gear Grind!" N commanded seamlessly.
The detached mechanical gears rotated at a manic velocity, transforming into high-speed flying saw-blades that shrieked across space to dissect Corviknight.
Yet, guided by Corviknight's localized gravitational manipulation, the hyper-tensile gears were violently dragged out of their flight paths, plunging straight down to embed themselves deeply within the shattered bedrock below.
"Following its integration of the Magnet held item, this Corviknight's command over electromagnetic fields has scaled to an absolute, unmanageable apex," Vio remarked from the galleries, highly impressed. "When trading blows against primary Steel-type targets, it operates as their definitive, absolute nemesis."
"Klinklang, utilize Autotomize!" N directed.
"Corviknight, release the gravitational constraints—execute Autotomize concurrently!" Feng Che countered.
Corviknight snapped its wings to dissolve its heavy magnetic field, its steel-plated feathers shedding a layer of unneeded mass to optimize its baseline aerodynamics. Beating its wings with explosive power, the Raven Pokémon soared straight into the highest reaches of the cavern to dominate the sky.
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