The gym-level Scyther also stopped, not urging the Scizor on, but quietly observing their quarrel from the sidelines.
Soon, perhaps because the Scizor’s words were too infuriating, combined with its evolutionary advantage, the five Scyther felt their verbal confidence waning.
In the end, they simply couldn’t outtalk the Scizor.
The Scyther exchanged glances, immediately stopped arguing, and resorted to action.
Still, they retained some rationality, knowing they couldn’t fight recklessly here, so they taunted the Scizor, challenging it to settle the score on a nearby open field.
It looked like they intended to fight five against one. Though the Scyther had the numbers, their strength was at most around level forty-three, a world apart from the Scizor.
Wen Qi couldn’t be bothered to give orders, so he let the Scizor handle it freely.
In truth, it wasn’t that the five Scyther deliberately ganged up on it; they could genuinely sense that this Scizor had undergone a complete transformation.
Not only had it evolved, but judging by its aura, it had already reached gym level. One-on-one, they stood no chance, so they had to swallow their pride and attack together.
On a wide, open grassy field, the Scizor stood majestically. Its rock-hard shell gleamed with a metallic luster under the brilliant sunlight, and its massive pincers exuded a terrifying aura.
Across from it, the five Scyther watched warily, their wings trembling slightly, their eyes filled with caution and determination.
As the battle began, one Scyther launched the first attack. It soared into the air, charging at the Scizor with lightning speed, its sharp forelimbs glinting with cold light, aiming for a surprise strike.
But the Scizor remained calm and unruffled, coolly observing its opponent’s every move.
Just as the Scyther was about to close in, the Scizor swiftly sidestepped, its massive pincer shooting out like lightning. With a sharp *crack*, it precisely clamped down on the Scyther’s forelimb.
The Scyther howled in pain, struggling and twisting desperately, but the Scizor’s strength was immense. With a forceful swing, it slammed the Scyther hard into the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Seeing this, the remaining four Scyther abandoned their individual tactics and attacked in unison, as if reading each other’s minds.
Two Scyther dove down from the air like arrows, while the other two closed in rapidly from the ground.
The Scizor’s eyes narrowed. It crossed its pincers in front of its chest, radiating an overwhelming aura.
As the two airborne Scyther drew near, the Scizor leaped high into the air, swinging its pincers upward with force, unleashing the “X-Scissor” move.
Two intersecting flashes of light streaked through the air, and the wings of the two Scyther were cleanly severed. They plummeted to the ground with shrill cries.
The two Scyther on the ground seized the chance to strike at the Scizor’s legs, trying to throw it off balance.
The Scizor reacted swiftly. It kicked off the ground with one foot, spinning its entire body like a whirlwind, its pincers turning into a fierce cyclone as it activated the “Fury Cutter” move.
Its sharp pincers left blurred afterimages in the air, forcing the two Scyther to retreat repeatedly, their bodies covered in gruesome wounds.
But the Scyther didn’t back down. They regrouped and launched another ferocious assault.
One Scyther used “Swords Dance” to boost its attack power, then shot toward the Scizor like an arrow from a bow, hoping to break through its defenses with enhanced strength.
The Scizor remained unfazed. Timing it perfectly, it unleashed “Bullet Punch.”
Its pincer struck at a speed almost invisible to the naked eye, colliding violently with the Scyther’s forelimb.
The immense impact sent the Scyther stumbling back several steps, while the Scizor stood firm, unmoving.
Meanwhile, another Scyther tried a sneak attack from behind, using “Slash” to target the Scizor’s back.
As if it had eyes in the back of its head, the Scizor spun around swiftly, blocking the strike with its pincer.
Then, with a “Quick Attack,” it appeared instantly before the Scyther, swinging its pincer to send it flying.
The battle grew fiercer. The Scizor had sustained some minor wounds, but its fighting spirit burned even brighter.
It used “X-Scissor” again, charging at the remaining three Scyther.
The Scyther tried to defend, but against the Scizor’s overwhelming power, their efforts seemed pitifully weak.
One Scyther was struck directly and collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
Another was knocked out of the fight, lying limp on the side.
Only the last Scyther remained, its eyes filled with fear and despair, yet it stubbornly refused to give up.
It used its final move, “Focus Energy,” for one last desperate attempt.
But the Scizor gave it no chance. It dashed forward with lightning speed, activating “Iron Head,” its hard skull slamming into the Scyther.
The Scyther was dazed and disoriented. Before it could recover, the Scizor’s pincer clamped tightly around its body.
With a firm squeeze, the Scyther lost consciousness and thudded heavily to the ground.
The battlefield fell silent, with only the Scizor’s imposing figure standing tall.
Having just recovered from its earlier battle with the boss, it now endured another fierce fight. Though victorious, it had taken some damage.
Its wounds bore witness to the brutal clash, but its triumph was undeniable.
Wen Qi watched from the side, a satisfied and pleased smile spreading across his face.
The Scizor let out a long cry to the sky, as if proclaiming its glorious victory to the world.
This battle avenged its earlier humiliation, and the pent-up frustration it had carried was swept away in an instant.
Now, the Scizor stood on the battlefield, exhausted but proud.
Suddenly, the Scizor felt a latent power stirring within, about to awaken.
The wounds on its body glimmered faintly, and its breathing grew rapid and forceful.
Energy from the surroundings began to converge around it, forming visible whirlpools.
Wen Qi watched nervously but expectantly, sensing that the Scizor was on the verge of a breakthrough.
He quickly pulled out a large number of energy cubes and fed them to the Scizor to replenish its energy. This breakthrough was likely due to the resolution of its inner conflict, combined with traces of the essence it had consumed earlier still lingering in its body.
That was why the Scizor, having only recently leveled up, was about to level up again.
As energy poured in, the Scizor’s body began to change.
It closed its eyes, immersing itself in this surge of power.
Scenes of battle flashed through its mind—the fierce clashes, the perilous moments—all serving as powerful catalysts for its breakthrough.
Inwardly, it silently comprehended the essence of combat, understanding the subtle application of strength.
Suddenly, the Scizor opened its eyes, shooting out two piercing beams of light.
It let out a long cry, filled with excitement and joy.
A powerful aura erupted from it, creating a gust of wind that rustled the surrounding grass and trees.
Now, the Scizor’s strength had undergone a qualitative leap.
Not only had it resolved its inner conflict, but it had also raised its level—a two-for-one gain.
Its moves were further enhanced and strengthened, becoming even more formidable.
Wen Qi stepped forward, gently stroking the Scizor’s shell, feeling its newfound power.
The Scizor nuzzled affectionately against Wen Qi’s hand, as if expressing its heartfelt gratitude.