24 Demonstrate Your Abilities (2/2)

'How interesting', Hana thought. ”Understood.”

Zhu Xing gestured politely with a gloved hand. ”Miss Zhao, please make the first move.”

Hana narrowed her eyes. The boy wasn't even in a stance. He was underestimating her, not surprising.

”Glaceon, Monferno, prepare for battle.” The fire and ice Pokemon appeared by her side.

”So these are your summons, quite unique.” A blaze erupted from Zhu Xing's fist. ”Then please pardon my rudeness.” He launched forward.

It was a common tactic to deal with summoners. While they could call upon supernatural creatures, it was also their weakness because they tend to rely on their summons to protect them.

Simply get past the summons, and the summoner is an undefended target.

A blast of flame shot toward Glaceon.

”Counter with ice bream,” Hana said calmly as she analyzed Zhu Xing.

He was pretty good. The flame intensity was high and he moved with experience. Unfortunately, this matchup was one-sided.

Glaceon opened it's mouth, releasing an icy bream that clashed equally with the fire. The room steamed.

”Now double team. Monferno, use dig.” A dozen Glaceons quickly appeared on the battlefield, while the fire monkey vanished underground.

”The summons have elemental abilities, not bad.” The 2nd combat department representative remarked.

”Hmm, let's observe some more.” Elder Bei Feng suddenly looked interested in the match. He had a feeling that this girl's abilities were somewhat peculiar.

Hana waved her hand. ”Quick attack!” The Glaceons rushed toward in streaks of white and blue.

”Fast!” Zhu Xing widened his eyes. He angled his hands, a narrower stream of fire appearing. He propelled himself between the summons.

Hana blinked. Now that was creative. Her seems to have condensed his firepower over a narrow surface area of his palm, then used the subsequent propulsion to maneuver around. His movements were so fluid, indicating years of practice.

His agility was promising. Hana noticed that he wore shoes that reduced friction as well, evidently worn because of this technique. Hmm . . . .

”Mach Punch!”

Monferno exploded out of the ground, a fist racing toward Zhu Xing's face.

Zhu Xing swore, instinctively leaning back. The first brushed past, grazing his nose. He quickly rushed for Hana, a sense of premonition filling him. He had to end this quickly.

”Got you!” His fist rushed for her stomach.