Pokemon: This Ash Is Too Versatile Chapter 815 - 432: Ho-Oh’s Second Trial, Raikou! Third Trans

"Gengar is unable to battle, Ash’s Gengar wins!" The referee Xiao Qi stared in a daze for a mont before raising his hand to announce loudly.

"Heh heh, if you want to fight , you’ll have to train for 800 more years, youngster!" Gengar crossed its arms over its chest with a smug smile on its face.

After being a professor at the research institute for so long, did they really think he couldn’t fight?

Defeating a rookie? That’s a piece of cake!

Ash shook his head helplessly, "Alright Gengar, stop showing off. Being two levels higher than your opponent, winning easily is the natural outco. If you lost, that would really be a problem."

A Champion Interdiate Level against an Elite Peak, it’s even stricter than a father disciplining his son; they aren’t even in the sa league.

Unless the opponent has sothing out of the ordinary, like his Pikachu, possessing ability values that surpass the current level, or using a special system like GA Evolution to enhance.

Otherwise, the possibility of an Elite Peak defeating a Champion Interdiate Level — is zero.

Morty was silent for a mont, then withdrew Gengar back into its Pokeball, looking down at the Pokeball in his hand with a wry smile.

"I finally understand why Lord Ho-Oh chose you." He looked up, his previously scrutinizing gaze towards Ash replaced by genuine recognition, "Your strength is worthy of the title of the Rainbow Hero."

"Thank you for your complint. Now for the final battle, bring out your last Pokemon, Gym Leader Morty," Ash said with a smile.

Morty’s strength is definitely stronger than Whitney’s, but for this battle, he also left out two of his main forces, Venusaur and Gengar.

These two Pokemon are among the top six in his team, and bringing them to battle Morty shows how much he values Morty.

The last person to make him value an opponent like this was Brandon.

However, compared to Brandon’s strength, Morty’s still quite far behind...

Morty was silent for a mont, took a deep breath.

He didn’t reach for a Pokeball from his waist, but instead reached into his jacket, pulling out an antique style whistle.

The whistle was a deep dark-gold all over, with intricate Thunder patterns etched on its surface, glinting with a cold glimr in the gym’s lighting.

An indescribable ancient aura emanated from the whistle, as if this small whistle carried centuries of history.

Misty, Serena, and Brock looked at each other, eyes full of confusion.

What is that?

Ash was also stunned. Before he could ask, Morty already brought the whistle to his lips, puffed up his cheeks and blew hard.

"Wooooooo------"

A strange sound wave reverberated from the whistle. The sound wasn’t sharp or harsh, but carried a kind of distant ancient rhythm, like ancient thunder murmuring in the clouds.

The sound waves penetrated the gym’s walls, penetrated the vermilion torii gate, penetrated the ancient stone-paved streets of Ecruteak City, spreading in all directions.

The whole gym lapsed into temporary silence.

Xiao Qi and the students all stared wide-eyed, completely at a loss about what their Gym Leader was doing.

Ten seconds.

Just ten seconds later, a clap of thunder exploded outside the gym.

The thunder didn’t co from the sky but from the ground, approaching rapidly, its speed astounding everyone.

Imdiately after, a golden figure, like lightning slicing through space, carrying an overwhelming force of thunder, leapt into the gym’s door, landing steadily in the center of the battle arena.

The Thunder Light dispersed, revealing the true form of the newcor to everyone.

It was a Pokemon resembling a Sabretooth Tiger, its size a whole round larger than the usual feline Pokemon.

Its entire body was covered in thick golden fur, slightly bristling in the air. Its back draped with a layer of dark purple thundercloud-like mane, its edges sparkling with tiny arcs of electricity, like a flowing cloak of thunder.

Icy blue hoof rings encircled its ankles, and every step it took on the ground would stir a faint electromagnetic ripple.

Most striking were its eyes. They were scarlet vertical pupils, with tumultuous thunderclouds swirling deep within the irises, seemingly able to shred any prying gaze to pieces.

An overwhelming pressure exuded from its body, pure and domineering, the thunderous aura belonging to one of the legendary Three Holy Beasts!

The air in the gym seed to congeal at that mont, the students holding their breath, not daring to breathe aloud.

"Ra... Raikou?!" Misty exclaid, her eyes wide open.

One of the Three Holy Beasts, the Master of Thunder, one of the three ssengers under Lord Ho-Oh — Raikou!

Why did it appear here? And from its deanor, it seed to have so kind of connection with Morty!

Brock and Serena were equally stunned, their eyes darting between Raikou and Morty, unable to speak for a mont.

"This is my third Pokemon," Morty put down the whistle, his voice calm yet tinged with undisguised excitent, "And also my true trump card against you — Raikou."

The entire audience was in an uproar.

The students were all flushed with excitent; they only knew their Gym Leader was strong but never knew Morty could summon the legendary Three Holy Beasts to fight for him!

Ash looked at the majestic golden thunder tiger, a flash of realization in his eyes, he finally understood why Morty would say ’fifty-fifty’, and also why Morty knew about his connection with Raikou.