Hala swept his arm forward and gave his command.
"Block it with your claws, then use Ice Hammer!"
"Crabo!"
Crabominable raised its left claw into a guarding stance while its right fist began gathering power.
The next moment—
the razor-sharp airflow from Braviary's incoming attack had already reached it.
BOOM—!!
Crabominable caught the incoming Acrobatics with both fists.
Cold air immediately began gathering around its hands.
Ice Hammer — an Ice-type physical move with power 100. A devastating heavy strike that lowers the user's Speed afterward.
At that moment, Peter's familiar smile appeared.
"Grab its elbow and use Sky Drop!"
"SKREEEE—!!"
Braviary's claws—strong enough to shatter stone—locked precisely onto Crabominable's comparatively thinner arm.
A violent gust exploded outward.
Then—
it soared.
Sky Drop was a move that restrained the opponent.
Because of that, Crabominable's charging Ice Hammer was interrupted before it could be unleashed.
BOOM——!!
Braviary carried it high into the air—
then slammed down at terrifying speed.
Stone exploded.
Dust engulfed the battlefield.
A moment later, as the smoke cleared—
Crabominable lay unconscious in the center of the arena.
Whitney immediately announced:
"Crabominable is unable to battle! Please send out your next Pokémon!"
Hala recalled it and nodded toward Peter.
"That was excellent tactical planning."
"You avoided direct confrontation from beginning to end, and the timing of Sky Drop was perfect."
"Young people truly are formidable…"
Peter smiled.
"Thank you, Mr. Hala."
"But the battle isn't over yet."
"How about saving the compliments until after I pass the Grand Trial?"
Hala burst into laughter.
"Hahaha! Good!"
"In that case…"
"You'd better be careful with this next one."
He threw his Poké Ball.
"Go—Hariyama!"
"HA-RI!"
A deep, powerful roar echoed across the arena.
A massive humanoid Pokémon appeared.
Over two meters tall.
Enormous hands nearly half a meter wide.
Its body was packed with dense muscle, radiating overwhelming physical strength.
Rotom immediately switched into commentator mode.
"Hariyama—the Arm Thrust Pokémon, Rotom!"
"It loves competing in contests of strength against huge Pokémon! Its power is said to be enough to stop an oncoming train with one palm and send a ten-ton truck flying with a single slap, Rotom~!"
Whitney blinked.
She looked at Hariyama's hardened muscles.
Then glanced at Peter.
Her expression became thoughtful.
[Hariyama Lv63 (Low Elite Four)]
Seeing the level—
Peter's eyebrows lifted slightly.
There were still two to three years before the Alola anime timeline.
And Hala already possessed Elite Four-level strength.
No wonder Kukui would eventually establish the Pokémon League.
Peter quickly gathered his thoughts and attacked first.
"Braviary—use Acrobatics!"
Hala immediately countered.
"Hariyama—Fake Out!"
"SKREEEE—!"
The blue eagle dove downward at extreme speed—
only to be greeted by two gigantic palms.
SMACK!
Hariyama clapped its hands together.
Braviary's Acrobatics was interrupted instantly.
"Follow up with Arm Thrust!"
Whitney blinked.
"Huh?"
"Wouldn't Ice Punch be more effective against Flying-types here?"
Her question was answered almost immediately.
"HA-RI!"
Hariyama roared.
Its massive palms launched forward continuously.
Braviary tried to break free—
but each time it moved—
another palm slammed into it.
Again.
Again.
Again.
It was trapped inside Hariyama's striking range.
Unable to escape.
Arm Thrust — a Fighting-type move that normally hits 2–5 times.
That was how the game described it.
But clearly—
Hariyama's mastery of the move had reached another level.
Its attacks linked seamlessly.
One Arm Thrust flowed directly into the next.
Meaning—
unless Braviary escaped—
it might get slapped until it lost consciousness.
Peter's eyes sharpened.
"Don't give up, Braviary!"
"Use Wing Attack!"
"SKREEEEE!!"
Fire ignited inside Braviary's eyes.
Its wings became wrapped in brilliant white light.
As the glowing wings collided with Hariyama's palms—
it finally stabilized itself.
A flash of excitement appeared in Hala's eyes.
"Grab it!"
"Use Belly Drum!"
A powerful hand shot out instantly—
grabbing Braviary's wing.
No matter how violently Braviary struggled—
it couldn't break free.
"Ha…"
"RIIII——!"
Hariyama inhaled deeply.
Its belly suddenly expanded.
Then—
using the explosive force—
it launched Braviary into the sky!
Peter's eyes widened.
He never imagined Belly Drum could be used like this.
Hala shouted:
"Use Smack Down!"
"HA-RI!!"
Hariyama stomped heavily.
Broken rocks flew—
and above Braviary—
a gigantic stone came crashing down.
BOOM…!!
Unstoppable force descended from behind.
Braviary was sent plummeting toward the ground without resistance.
Smack Down.
Rock-type.
Base power: 50.
But with Belly Drum boosting Attack to the extreme—
combined with double effectiveness—
the practical power skyrocketed.
And the user—
was an Elite Four-level Hariyama.
If this landed—
three lives wouldn't be enough for Braviary.
"Braviary!"
Peter raised his head.
Their eyes met.
And suddenly—
FWOOOSH!
Flames ignited inside Braviary's eyes.
The reflected fire burned in Peter's gaze too.
"That's it."
"Borrow the momentum from Smack Down…"
"Use Brave Bird!!!"
"SKREEEEEEEEE——!!!"
A blood-burning cry rang through the heavens.
Under the crushing boulder—
blue light exploded.
Braviary burst forward—
wrapped in violent winds—
charging straight at Hariyama.
Hala's eyes filled with admiration.
"What incredible determination…"
"Hariyama!"
"Stop it with Arm Thrust!"
BOOOOOOM——!!
Braviary collided head-on with those outstretched iron palms.
SCRAAAAAPE—
Hariyama's feet slid several meters across the stone floor before finally stopping.
"Ha…ri…"
It lowered its hands.
Panting.
Still standing.
In front of it—
Braviary collapsed.
Peter quietly walked forward and recalled it.
"Braviary…"
"You already did incredibly well."
He rubbed the Poké Ball gently.
His eyes were full of satisfaction.
Against an Elite Four's relentless combo—
Braviary still managed to launch a counterattack.
That alone proved its worth.
Peter lifted another Poké Ball.
"Lopunny."
"I'm counting on you one more time."
White light flashed.
The elegant rabbit Pokémon returned to the battlefield.
Trainer and Pokémon stood side by side—
their eyes locked onto Hala.
The fighting spirit between them was identical.
Hala laughed.
"Haha…"
"What intense determination…"
"Peter."
"Then let me show you…"
"…the strongest move I possess as an Island Kahuna!"
He crossed both arms.
The Z-Ring on his wrist erupted with dazzling light.
His movements shifted rapidly—
arms spread—
crossed again—
fists clenched—
then unleashed in rapid succession.
"Z-Move…"
"ALL-OUT PUMMELING——!!!!"
"HA…RI——!!!"
Hariyama thrust both palms forward.
Golden-red fist shadows exploded outward endlessly.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Each strike landed precisely at Lopunny's feet.
Continuous impacts engulfed the battlefield in smoke.
Then—
another devastating punch descended.
BOOOOOOOOM——!!!!
The explosion shook the heavens.
Even the clouds above were blasted apart.
An attack of this level—
even Champions would treat seriously.
And Lopunny—
a Pokémon weak to Fighting—
should have had no way to survive.
Peter looked at Hariyama across the field, now breathing heavily after releasing the Z-Move.
His eyes flickered.
His signature smile slowly appeared.
"What an incredible move…"
"…but unfortunately—"
His smile widened.
"—it's a Fighting-type attack."
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