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Chapter 246 246: The Power of the Incomplete Rasengan

The closer the rotating wind-energy sphere drew, the more Lorelei could feel the terrifying power contained within it.

She didn't dare take it lightly.

"Lapras, raise an Ice Wall—stop it!"

Lapras's expression turned cold as it unleashed a freezing beam. Towering walls of ice rose up in the path of the incoming Rasengan.

But it was useless.

Under the immense cutting force of the wind energy, the ice walls were no sturdier than fragile glass.

The Rasengan tore through them effortlessly.

Shattering. Destroying. Advancing.

In an instant, it broke through every defense.

Now it was right in front of her.

There was no time left to hesitate.

Defend—or go all in?

Lorelei made her choice.

Despite her usual calm and composed demeanor, her fighting spirit burned just as fiercely as anyone else's.

"Lapras, Waterfall!"

A massive surge of water erupted—far stronger than before. Towering waves rose up to intercept the Rasengan, crashing forward in an attempt to suppress it.

But the wind sphere answered with raw power.

It showed Lorelei just how terrifying unrestrained wind energy could be.

Under the violent clash, the Rasengan's stability began to break—

And then—

It exploded.

Countless wind blades burst outward in every direction.

The massive waves were instantly shredded into fragments.

The air filled with cutting force, like a giant spider web with no gaps—no escape.

Despair-inducing.

"Lapras, Protect!"

Lorelei lowered her head slightly.

She knew she couldn't block it head-on anymore.

The barrier formed around them, barely holding against the chaotic storm of blades.

The energy wasn't focused at a single point, which allowed Protect to endure—but only just.

When the storm finally subsided…

The battlefield was in ruins.

Buildings nearby had been sliced into jagged pieces.

The scene was chilling.

Even Sam hadn't expected this level of destruction from an incomplete Rasengan.

He was just as surprised as Lorelei—

But he didn't show it.

On the surface, he still looked completely in control.

"That's enough," Lorelei said, ending the match.

Tyranitar's destructive power had exceeded her expectations.

If they continued, this wouldn't be sparring anymore—it would turn into a life-or-death battle.

"Yeah." Sam nodded. "Let's call it a draw."

"No." Lorelei shook her head with a faint smile. "You win."

Lapras had already given everything.

But Tyranitar still hadn't gone all out.

If the fight continued, she had no chance.

Since the outcome was clear, she accepted defeat.

The commotion had drawn nearby islanders to the battlefield.

"What happened here?"

Looking at the devastation, they couldn't even imagine what kind of battle had taken place.

"It's nothing. Everyone, head back," Lorelei said calmly.

With her influence on Floe Island, the crowd dispersed quickly.

Still, many of them glanced at Sam before leaving.

They weren't fools.

Anyone who could battle Lorelei like that was someone worth remembering.

"Tyranitar, try to stabilize the energy—make it rotate."

More than a week had passed since the battle.

After witnessing the Rasengan's destructive potential, Sam and Tyranitar had been training non-stop to perfect it.

Now, Tyranitar held a wind sphere in its hand.

Compared to before, it looked far more stable—

But no less dangerous.

Tyranitar attempted to reshape it—

Into a shuriken.

A form better suited for throwing, maximizing the wind element's cutting power.

Wind Release – Spiral Shuriken.

Once mastered, its destructive force would reach terrifying heights.

After absorbing the sand-type slate, Tyranitar had already grown incredibly powerful—

But its abilities leaned more toward battlefield control than pure offense.

This move solved that weakness.

Wind.

The most destructive force.

Now taken to the extreme.

If it faced Rayquaza again—

It wouldn't just leave a few wounds.

As Sam trained, Lorelei watched from the side.

She couldn't help but admire Professor Oak's judgment.

Sam truly was a once-in-a-century genius.

Talent. Creativity. Work ethic.

With all three combined—

Failure was impossible.

If someone like him joined the Elite Four…

Lance would definitely have a headache.

Thinking of that, Lorelei couldn't help but smile mischievously.

"Hey, what are you smiling about?" Sam asked.

After spending time together, their relationship had grown closer.

He no longer called her "Miss Lorelei," but simply Lorelei.

She didn't answer directly.

"It's a secret."

Her playful smile, paired with her mature charm—

Was hard to ignore.

Sam's heartbeat quickened.

To be honest…

Lorelei's figure was hard not to notice.

Graceful, perfectly proportioned—

And right now, she was wearing a swimsuit.

Sam quickly turned away.

He didn't dare look any longer.

Lorelei watched him from behind, secretly amused.

"Still just a kid," she thought.