Pokémon: Who let him leave Pallet Town?

Chapter 97 P1 Fighting Tournament
"Following yesterday's preliminary track and field competition, the judges have identified the top ten most likely winners!"

"They are—"

"The Demon of Kick Techniques - Mr. Takeshiro's Savarang!"

A beam of light suddenly shone down, and everyone looked to see a trainer who was wearing a thick coat, had an unusually large build, and was wearing a mask and sunglasses.

Seeing this person's size, Natsume thought he had been transported to the world of One Piece.

He subconsciously used telekinesis to probe the trio.
"Next is—"

"The boxing master, Mr. Aaron's Abiro!"

As the second light fell, a burly man waved to the crowd.

“That man is Amy’s father!” Xiao Gang stared intently.

"So it was him. I won't give up." As he spoke, Ash suddenly became dejected.

The Pokémon he registered for the competition had a middle parting hairstyle.

Yesterday afternoon's track and field test saw the guy with the middle parting sleeping from beginning to end, and his result was disappointing – he came in last place.

"The third seed—."

"The last one, although none of his Pokémon are Fighting-type, is still a favorite to win the championship because of his strong physique."

"That's—Mr. Natsume's Dragonite!"

A beam of light suddenly shone down, illuminating Natsume and the Great Dragonite.

"Of course, besides these ten seeded players, the other players should not be underestimated. When placing bets, it all depends on everyone's judgment."

"Maybe that Pikachu that sleeps through the night will become the champion!"

As soon as the host finished speaking, a burst of laughter erupted from the stands.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Spectators kept asking from the stands.

Some spectators who had come to observe the preliminary rounds began to explain:

"It's that Pikachu with the middle parting."

"Yes, on the first day of the preliminary rounds, it lay down on the track and fell asleep. Its trainer couldn't wake it up no matter how much he called it."

"That Oddish that was obviously just messing around could run a lap."

In a short time, most of the audience understood the situation.

Many of these people are attending the P1 Fighting Tournament for the first time and don't know how to place bets to earn some pocket money.

The judges' comments should only be taken as a reference, and there are definitely many contestants who were hiding their true abilities in the preliminary rounds.

Now that Pikachu is around, they're guaranteed to make a profit as long as they bet on the other side.

"Sister Jiaozi, Natsume told us to bet all our money on Zhongfentou. Is that really okay?" Xiaoxia asked worriedly.

Jiaozi smiled without saying a word, only nodding repeatedly.

These past few days, Natsume has been training her to do her middle-part hairstyle every day.

Only she and Natsume knew how much the other person had improved.

"Middle parting, let's work together, we can't let anyone look down on us!"

Xiao Zhi cheered on the man with the middle parting.

"Pikachu!" Pikachu clenched his fist, cheering for the man with the middle parting.

"Pi—" With her hair parted in the middle, she pulled at the blanket, turned over, and continued sleeping.

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"Based on yesterday's draw, the arrangements for the first round of the competition have been finalized!"

The host announced loudly, and at the same time, corresponding avatars appeared on the big screen at the competition venue.

"Huh? How come I'm in Group D, and at the very end?" Ash covered his face.

To prevent certain matches in the P1 Fighting Tournament from becoming predictable, the judges divided the competition into four zones: A, B, C, and D, based on the performance in the preliminary rounds.

“I’m in Group C with Geodude, and Natsume is in Group A,” Tsuyoshi said, stepping forward.

"Ash." Natsume suddenly put his hand on Ash's shoulder.

"Have you ever heard the saying 'Don't underestimate a young man's potential'?" Natsume asked earnestly.

"What poor boy?" Xiao Zhi was a little stunned.

"Whoosh—" A burst of fireworks suddenly erupted in the sky.

Four fighting rings slowly rose from the ground.

"Group A Match 1: Mr. Natsume's Dragonite vs. Mr. Barley's Might!"

"Group B Match 1."

"Group C, Match 1."

"Group D, Match 1: Ash's Pikachu vs. Red's Oddish!" "Natsume, Ash, good luck!" Brock cheered them on.

On the arena in Area A, a Pokémon with four arms and muscular build leaped up and landed on the arena.

"Director, show us the arena in Zone A!"

"Wow, wow, wow! This monster is amazing! Mr. Barry has applied essential oil to its skin!"

His four arms, bulging with veins, were incredibly strong, and his bronze muscles gleamed like lava.

"Super strength, show your power, use Bodybuilding!"

The trainer with super strength, a man named Barry, was dressed in a suit, wore a small hat, and was slightly overweight. He didn't look like someone who exercised regularly at all.

“Strange—” the monstrous strength roared.

It turned around, raised its four arms high, its latissimus dorsi muscles spread like the wings of a demon, and every inch of its skin was covered with tree fruit essential oil.

The powerful display of strength elicited a roar of cheers from the audience.

"This is the result of a month of training at Riba Judo Gym in Rainbow City! Riba Judo Gym!"

Barry then took off his suit jacket, revealing a shirt with the "Liba Judo" logo printed on the inside.

He waved to the audience, his chubby figure stretching the logo printed on his shirt, which everyone could clearly see on the big screen through the director.

Can they even run free ads during the competition?
Natsume slapped his forehead and suddenly realized he wasn't qualified enough.

"Next up, please welcome Mr. Natsume's Dragonite!"

Seeing that the atmosphere had been set, the host immediately called Natsume to come on stage.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The ground began to shake, and many spectators looked in surprise in Natsume's direction.

Behind him, an extremely large Dragonite emerged.

"It's that Dragonite, its size is incredible. I had a feeling it could do it when I saw it yesterday!"

"Yes, those wings, one big and one small, are very impressive."

Many viewers started betting on Natsume's Dragonite, but most of the bets were placed on Barley.

"Woo~" Dragonite's face was fierce as it walked step by step toward the arena.

Dragonite didn't fly; instead, it stepped onto the edge of the ring.

The rope tightened around his belly, causing the four corner posts to creak as he was pulled.

One drop after another of red sweat dripped down, pattering onto the ground, making Guai Li's hair stand on end.

Dragonite, bracing itself against the four ropes, walked right up to Machamp and faced it.

"Bang!" One of the ropes couldn't withstand the pressure and broke first.

"Strange—" The monstrous strength, which had been in a good position, finally couldn't hold back and looked at the big, fast-looking guy in front of him with a somewhat guilty conscience.

Compared to the size of this giant Dragonite, it looks like a small child.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!" A tooth-grinding sound rang out as all four ropes snapped. Dragonite exhaled a puff of pale red hot air from its nostrils, which struck Machamp.

Meanwhile, Dragonite was drenched in sweat, red sweat streaming down his face and seeping into the lines of his face, making it look like he had just washed his face in a pool of blood.

"Wow! What amazing power! What a powerful opening move!"

The host's timely exclamation stirred the audience's emotions.

The director's camera also froze on Dragonite's ferocious face.

"Wow, this Dragonite is really powerful! I didn't make a mistake!"

"That's not necessarily true. That monster is good at using minimal force to achieve maximum effect." The person who bought the monster disagreed.

Area A Arena.

"Damn it, that monstrous strength! Don't give in to it! Show us our might!"

"This clumsy opponent is exactly what we Riba Judo excels at dealing with!"

That's right, Barry cheers on Mighty.

"Monster—" Machamp roared, stretching its neck out to stare at Dragonite.

"Mr. Barry's encouragement has thwarted Mr. Natsume's planned show of force!"

The host continued to fan the flames.

On the other side, Natsume scratched his head.

Well, this isn't some kind of show of force.

It's just that the kid is silly and doesn't know how to get up there, plus he's too strong.

(End of this chapter)