Uhe effects of the Superpower move, Dragonite's strength reached an incredible level. Under Garp's astonished gaze, its arm was lifted by Dragonite, and then its entire body was slowly hoisted into the air.

  In terms of height, Dragoood over four meters tall, nearly half a meter taller than Garp.

  Garp was not oo sit idly by. It attempted to retaliate by unleashing Dragon Pulse from its mouth. However, Dragonite freed one hand and crushed the pulse with a single punch.

  What followed was Dragonite's relentless cle assault.

  Blow after blow nded directly on Garp's face. Its teeth were knocked out, its face was battered beynition, but it gritted its teeth and endured Dragonite's storm-like attacks.

  This was because Garp possessed the hidden ability Rough Skin. Each time Dragoruck it with a tact move, it took recoil damage itself.

  Now, Garp's face was utterly mangled, but Dragonite's fists had not escaped unscathed either. The skin on its knuckles had broken open, revealing raw, bleeding flesh.

  Blow after blow, their blood and flesh spttered with each hit.

  Dragonite's punches began to lose power, a fact that the battered Garp keenly noticed.

  The effects of Superpower were fading, and its side effects were kig in. Dragonite's attad defense were dropping rapidly.

  "Roar!!"

  A wave of weakness surged through Dragos punches slowed for a moment—a moment Garp seized despite its own injuries. Its vision blurred with blood, but it locked ontonite's fist and bit down.

  With a siing crack, the sound of bones breaking echoed through the air. Dragonite's arm bone had been crushed by Garp's jaws.

  The sharp pain forced Dragoo release Garp with its other hand.

  However, Garp didn't follow up with atack. Instead, it colpsed onto the ground.

  In terms of injuries, Garp had fared far worse. Taking so many direct punches fronite uhe effects of Superpower, it was a miracle it hadn't passed out already.

  If not for its Rough Skin ability and its sheer tenacity, it would have succumbed long ago.

  Even now, though it remained scious, Garp was utterly spent, uo muster the strength to even stand. That st bsp;had draihe st of its energy.

  As fos right wrist hung limply, blood and mangled flesh exposing the stark white of bone. Blood poured from the wound, quickly f a small pool beh it.

  That arm was effectively useless for now. Without proper healing and recovery, it could eveo perma damage, potentially affeg Dragonite's future performance.

  From a distance, Julian watched the se, his expression filled with anguish.

  Since his debut, although his Pokémon had sustained injuries before, but never had they been hurt this severely.

  But now, it was time t this to an end.

  Dragoook a bold step forward, its left fist enveloped in a chilling white frost.

  Garp, still on the ground, paled at the sight.

  'Is this thing still a dragon? How does it still have energy?'

  There was no time to dwell ohought. Driven by sheer willparp pushed itself up from the ground. Its bde-like left cw glinted as it prepared to unleash Brick Break, meeting Dragonite's advang Ice Punbsp;head-on.

  "Bang!"

  "Bang!"

  Dragonite's Ice Punbsp;struck Garp square in the chest, while Garp's Brick Break sshed across Dragonite's upper body, leaving a long, bloody gash.

  Both were sent flying by the impact.

  The difference was clear—Garp crashed to the ground and stayed down, pletely spent, while Dragonite slowly rose from the dust cloud.

  Staring at the defeated Garp lying motionless in the dirt, Dragonite's heart swelled with the exhiration of triumph over a powerful adversary.

  "Dra!!!"

  With a victorious roar, a cry echoed across Dragon Mountain, reverberating through the skies and surrounding mountains.

  Level up: 66 → 67.

  The relentless battles, each against high-caliber oppos, were tinuously unlog Dragonite's hidden potential. What it needed now was simply to keep fighting.

  Julian approached Dragohe strong st of blood immediately filling his nose.

  Dragonite's gaze met Julian's. 'I did it. I won.'

  Julian patted it gently. "You did great. Now, take this."

  He pulled out a Full Restore. Dragonite's eyes lit up, and it eagerly swallowed the it in one gulp.

  Julian now fully uood why the Drake family had only produced two successful challengers on Mountain in over a tury—and even they had only attempted the climb when they were trainers at the peak of the Elite-tier.

  Trainers above the Elite-tier weren't permitted to challenge Dragon Mountain, and attempts could only be made once every five years.

  The difficulty was staggering. Even trainers at the peak of the Elite-tier would struggle immensely.

  The Garp they had just faced was only at te Elite-stage, yet the sheer power it unleashed rivaled the peak of that level.

  And the challenges ahead were bound to be even harder. The Dragon-types they'd face would likely match or exceed the power of a pseudo-champion.

  And at the summit? They'd face a pseudo-legendary Dragon Pokémon with champion-level strength.

  If a Pokémon suffered serious injuries during the challenge—ohat couldn't be healed quickly—tinuing ractically impossible.

  After all, the oppos would only grow stronger as they climbed. Fag them without being in peak dition was a losing battle.

  Julian knew he had the advantage of the system's Full Restore, allowing Dragoo heal pletely in a short amount of time. Without it, his challenge would have likely ended here.

  Uhe effects of the Full Restore, Dragonite's injuries began healing rapidly.

  However, the damage to its wrist was severe—han four or five hours of healing would be needed before it was fully funal again.

  Sihere wouldn't be a sed challeoday, Julian decided there lenty of time foo rest.

  He walked over to the unscious Garp, whose face had been so battered by Dragonite's puhat it was barely reizable. Calling it disfigured wouldn't be an exaggeration.

  The faint rise and fall of its chest firmed it was still alive.

  Julian pulled out a recovery medie and administered it to Garp. Given its resilience, he figured it would wake up soon.

  As for why he didn't use a Full Restore?

  'No way I'm wasting 1,000 points on that.'

  Even the recovery medie, costing 300 points per bottle, was a stretch. But Julian decided to use it anyway, as a nod of respect farp's toughness.

  "Dra~"

  Not long after, Dragonite approached him. Besides its injured hand, the rest of its wounds had mostly healed, and its energy and stamina had returo normal.

  But now it felt… hungry.

  "Here"

  Julian said, handing over a box of Top-Grade Dragon-Type Pokéblocks.

  Another 1,000 points spent, just like that.

  In the past few days, the points he had burhrough were more than what he'd accumuted in months, and all of it went to a single Pokémonite.

  As Dragonite dug into its meal, sav every bite, the aroma of the food and the effects of the recovery medie seemed to work their magic. The onscious Garp slowly opes eyes.

  The first thing it saw was Dragonite happily mung away. The st wafting from those tiny blocks made Garp's eyes light up.

  Garp: 'Give me some'

  Dragonite g Garp. Out of the inal ten Pokéblocks, only two were left now.

  Under Garp's hopeful gaze, Dragonite casually popped the st two blocks into its mouth and swallowed them ie.

  Dragonite: 'No more'

  Garp: (艹皿艹)