"Fire Rain!"
Whether it was Poison Powder or Sleep Powder, they were all illusory to Charmeleon.
In fact, they could even become its weapons.
Charmeleon spat a fireball into the sky, which split into dozens of sparks.
When the sparks collided with the powder, it was like a chemical reaction—crackling flames exploded across the entire arena!
[Flame Splash] Entry activated!
A huge cloud of smoke billowed up.
"How dare he?!"
In an instant, all the spectators were stunned by Lin Yu's move.
These two were both daring beyond belief.
One had mixed Sleep Powder and Poison Powder and spread them all over the battlefield!
And the other actually dared to trigger such a massive powder explosion!
Wasn't this a mutual defeat?
Ralts couldn't beat Butterfree!
"Wait? It's flying? Is that a Charizard… no, no, is that Charmeleon?!"
"Damn? Those illusory wings—are they Fairy Wings?!"
"Dark horse! Holy shit, what a dark horse!"
No one could see this scene without being shocked.
From the smoke, a fiery red figure flew up and burst out of the cloud.
When the smoke cleared, Machop—covered in burns but still standing—glanced at Han Feng, then its eyes turned into spirals and it collapsed.
The commentator was dumbfounded by everything. After a long pause, he said: "Machop has lost the ability to battle."
The flying Charmeleon turned its gaze to Butterfree in the sky, flames flickering from its nostrils.
"Charmeleon, Roar! Ralts, Confusion—finish it off!"
Strike while the iron is hot.
Lin Yu would never miss such a chance.
"Roar!"
After a roar that seemed to shake heaven and earth,
Butterfree—having used its moves repeatedly—could finally no longer resist Ralts's Confusion.
It fell right in front of Han Feng.
"Butter—Butterfree has lost the ability to battle! The winner of this match is Lin Yu! Congratulations to Lin Yu for winning the championship of this year's Second-Year League!"
The commentator stammered a little.
But after the match, the entire audience erupted in loud cheers.
Such an upset by a dark horse undoubtedly sent everyone's adrenaline soaring.
What's more,
in this match, both contestants had put on an amazing show—from their tactics to the sky-full of purple Poison Powder, and finally the shocking fireworks that left everyone dumbfounded.
They were all deeply captivated.
Without a doubt,
Charmeleon had proven itself with its own strength!
"You… you're really strong…"
Han Feng praised sincerely, then recalled his two Pokémon into their Poké Balls and nourished them with his Viridian Power.
"But one day, I'll come back to battle you again!"
This sentence reminded Lin Yu of Wang Miao—he had said the same thing back then.
Now, the gap between them was already huge.
So he said: "I'll be waiting."
The two little ones also gained a lot from this match.
With [Combat Drain] active, Charmeleon leveled up twice in a row, reaching Level 18 directly, while Ralts reached Level 15.
They also learned various new moves.
After stepping down from the stage and returning to his spectator seat, Xue Nai immediately rushed over.
"Wow wow wow, Junior! You were… amazing! I really, really admire you!"
The silver-haired senior gave him a big hug on the spot, too excited to contain herself.
This made Lin Yu extremely embarrassed, and the other school team members shot him ambiguous glances.
"Wait, Senior, let go first."
Lin Yu pushed her away. "It was just luck, really just luck."
"Junior, don't be so modest—I really might fall for you."
Lin Yu was mainly distracted by Ye Qingxue, who was walking over gracefully.
They were in the first row of the spectator seats, a dedicated area for contestants—so it was easy to find.
"Congratulations on winning the championship, Brother~"
She smiled softly, but her gaze was fixed on Xue Nai, who was standing in front of Lin Yu.
"Is this a senior from the school team?"
Lin Yu nodded.
Xue Nai looked back and forth between the two, then turned her gaze to Ye Qingxue, who had just arrived.
She acted gracefully: "Yes, I'm Xue Nai from Class 4, Grade 11. Nice to meet you, Junior."
The two shook hands, an inexplicable tension passing between them. In the end, Xue Nai, overwhelmed by Ye Qingxue's strong aura on stage, let go of her hand as if conceding defeat.
This silent battle between the two girls made the boys on the school team itch with envy—they wished they could be Lin Yu right now.
Why did two such beautiful girls both like him?
Wasn't it just that he was a little taller, a little handsomer, and his Pokémon a little stronger…?
Wait, those were actually quite a lot of advantages…
Ye Qingxue blinked at Lin Yu, as if asking why he was hiding other girls from her.
Lin Yu shrugged helplessly, indicating he hadn't made the first move.
After they held eye contact for a moment, the first battle of the third-year tournament was about to start on stage.
Coincidentally, Ye Qingxue was the one drawn.
"Okay, Brother, it's my turn."
She looked a little helpless but also proud.
Helpless because Lin Yu was so excellent that other girls took the initiative to pursue him; proud because Lin Yu was still Lin Yu, always managing to impress her.
"Go get 'em. Try to win the championship too."
Lin Yu smiled back.
"Got it."
Ye Qingxue stuck her tongue out at him, agreed without hesitation, then walked back to the stage with light steps.
It was as if the championship was within her grasp.
In her heart, though, she was secretly shocked—
it had only been a few days since they last met.
Her Dratini had actually reached Level 25.
The third-year tournament would last another two days. Among all the contestants in the third-year league, the only one Lin Yu cared about was Ye Qingxue.
But after seeing her Dratini defeat opponents in one hit every time, he realized his worry was unnecessary.
After the second-year league ended, Old Qin was also grinning from ear to ear.
He worked hard to fight for benefits for Lin Yu at the school level,
adding a Grade C Carbon Stone to the original tournament reward, which only included a cash prize.
Its effect was to increase the power of Fire-type moves below Gym-tier by 10% to 15%.
Although it was only a Grade C treasure, it would cost at least six figures on the market.
Coach Luo Xing also stared at him for a long time, then patted him on the shoulder and forced out a sentence: "Nicely done!"
He really hadn't expected Lin Yu to dare fight like that!
But he had to admit—Lin Yu had shocked him once again.
"Boring match."
After finishing her last match of the day, Ye Qingxue muttered.
She then looked down, and when she didn't see Lin Yu's figure, she pouted.
But suddenly, a voice sounded in her ear.
"Miss, it seems your brother has been targeted."
The voice was slightly cold.
Ye Qingxue knew exactly who was speaking. Her previously unhappy expression immediately turned to worry.
"Gengar, go protect him."
"I'm afraid I can't. Gengar's mission is to protect you."