Even Sinnoh champions have to work hard.

Staring at the protective shield formed by superpowers, Mewtwo floated up from the sea, panting heavily.

If I get hit again, I'm done for. This thought flashed through Mewtwo's mind as he lay dead in the sea. The idea that he didn't want to lose echoed wildly in his mind.

What to do? The attack of the Dragon Star Group is imminent. As Mewtwo sinks into the sea, the skill that Giovanni taught it but which it has never used flashes through its mind—Protect.

The green protective barrier stood erect, becoming Mewtwo's last line of defense.

We made it through...

Mewtwo, now soaked to the bone, flew back into the sky. As it looked at the leisurely Flygon in front of it, the image of Giovanni flashed through its mind. That man, it seemed that what he taught it was still very useful, even though he was ugly, spoke harshly, and was an old man.

"Oh, a bit more durable than I thought." A contemptuous smile flashed across Kazama Shiromo's face. He was completely unaware that he was now playing the role of a villain, and his words, upon closer examination, even had the connotation of sexual harassment.

Mewtwo took a deep breath, trying to find its opponent's weakness. It watched as Mewtwo, seemingly about to unleash its full power, made a decision that it would regret for the rest of its life.

It charged forward recklessly!

Just like when facing a dream, you should use your most direct physical advantages to collide and at least achieve a balance, even though it's an act that only exists in a dream!

Kazama Shiromo was stunned for a moment; he didn't understand Mewtwo's amazing move.

To give an example, it's like a Thresh at the Challenger support level. If you put him in a Platinum or Diamond game, he can perfectly predict the opponent's movements and land nine out of ten hooks. He's incredibly skilled.

However, if you put this King of Glory support player in a Bronze V game, he might not be able to predict the opponent's movements, because the opponent doesn't have any movement skills to speak of!

Of course, faced with this crazy move that directly confronted her, Kazama Shiramo didn't act rashly because he was overthinking things, but Flygon still instinctively used Dragon Claw on Mewtwo.

Peng!

Confidently charging forward, Mewtwo was slammed in the face by Dragon Claw and sent flying like a cannonball.

"Beedrill, protect!"

A deep, gloomy male voice rang out, and a large Beedrill flew out at lightning speed, perfectly catching the nearly dead Mewtwo with a Protect move and quickly flying backward, landing on a speedboat that was hurtling towards them.

"That looks very timely. It's rare to see you in such a sorry state, Mewtwo."

Mewtwo glanced at the old man's face, which looked gloomy, but also gave it a sense of security like a father, making it feel a little more at ease.

"Sakaki." Kazama Shiramo glanced at the man standing on the speedboat and smiled. "How interesting. I heard that there was a recent explosion at the Viridian Gym. Uncle Sakaki, you really have the leisure to travel here instead of overseeing the gym's restoration work."

Sakaki smiled and said, "You're joking, Master. It was just a natural gas pipeline explosion at my Tokiwa Dojo. It's nothing serious. It was all the fault of those temporary workers who didn't pay attention to safety hazards. It's not a big deal at all."

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P.S. Time for bed, time for bed. Tomorrow I'll continue training my Trapinch and get ready for the second gym battle. This game is so much fun... no, I'm not playing the game, I'm just gathering inspiration. After all, the power level system in this game feels similar to the one in my novel—IVS plus Effort Values.

Epilogue of Chapter 102

"Hahahahaha."

"Hahahahaha."

"You're quite the joker, Master of the Divine Realm."

“Master Sakaki also likes to joke around.”

Kazama Shiramo looked at Giovanni with a forced smile: "Could you please hand over the Pokémon behind you, Gym Leader Giovanni? It's quite important, after all."

Sakaki smiled sinisterly: "Sorry, I refuse, Your Excellency. After all, you should know that even temporary workers have human rights!"

"I don't think it'll be that easy. Let's see who's the best then." The blue light in his eyes never faded. The Desert Dragonfly flicked its tail and began to circle in the air. The opponent in front of him was no longer the weakling he had been before. Facing such a threatening opponent, he certainly had to show a certain degree of respect.

Beedrill, Mega Evolve!

There's no need to hold back. The kind of pretentious fighting style you see in fantasy novels, where you use one water skill after another and hold back your trump cards, is impossible. Against an opponent of Kazama Shiromo's caliber, holding back any stupid trump cards would be incredibly foolish, and Sakaki is well aware of this.

Facing such an enemy, there is no chance of victory if you don't go all out from the start. The difference in strength is obvious, and holding back any trump cards is probably just asking to die faster.

With a flash of light, the power of Viridian immediately linked with Beedrill. After the light faded, the Mega-evolved Beedrill stared menacingly at the Flygon hovering in mid-air, its red eyes gleaming with a dangerous light.

"Shadow Dance - High Speed!" The Beedrill was commanded to perform basic operations first. After all, it is customary to apply buffs at the start of the battle. Even after Mega Evolution, Beedrill, which had already completed Mega Evolution, could hardly compete with the Flygon's ferocious aura.

After all, the difference in strength is there. Even if Beedrill, which has congenital deficiencies, enters the Champion level, it can barely hold its own among Champion-level Pokémon with Mega Evolution. But right now, it is facing a Flygon that is standing at the peak of the Champion level and has one foot in that realm.

Most importantly, both Flygon and Beedrill are Pokémon that focus on speed and physical attack. With their fighting styles being so similar, Flygon can't even outmaneuver Beedrill, and they are at a crushing disadvantage in every aspect. Even though Giovanni is old and has seen a lot, he still finds the situation extremely difficult.

A flash of lightning, the dragon's tail, a dragonfly's return!

The opponent was a squishy character, the very squishy kind. Kazama Shiramo was well aware of Sakaki's disadvantage and had no intention of giving Sakaki any chance.

The desert dragonfly's eyes gleamed with blue light, its dragon body flashed, and a smooth combo was unleashed. A flash of lightning touched its face, and its tail lashed out fiercely. The dragonfly then turned around confidently.

However, the Beedrill, protected by its shield, barely managed to withstand the attack.

Sakaki wiped the cold sweat from his brow. This was extremely close; if the Desert Dragonfly had hit him directly, he would have been done for.

The power of Viridian gently relieved Beedrill's pressure and restored its stamina. It gave Beedrill a trusting look, and Beedrill nodded, having received permission to fight with all its might!

Beedrill vibrated its wings at an overclock and suddenly approached Flygon. It was an assassin, an assassin that relied on speed and physical attack. If it couldn't get close to its opponent, everything would be meaningless.

Speedy!

This is undoubtedly the most suitable skill for Beedrill, and of course there's no reason why it wouldn't use it. With lightning speed, it clung to the Desert Dragonfly's Beedrill, and with a movement of its tail, it delivered a deadly sting at a very tricky angle.

Flame Fist!

Kazama Shiromo's lips curled into a very intriguing smile, and he unleashed a cunning backhand strike—the Flame Fist of the Dragon's Three Punches.

The Flame Fist and the Deadly Needle collided violently.

The deadly sting still caused considerable damage to the desert dragonfly; the poor dragonfly's right hand was badly injured, with a long, scratched wound.

As for Beedrill, having lost its ability to battle, it fell straight down and was recalled into its Poké Ball by Giovanni with a gloomy face.

"Looks like you'll have to step aside." Kazama Shiramo, floating in mid-air, glanced indifferently at Sakaki. Without Beedrill, Sakaki no longer had any other effective means of threatening him.

For this reason, although Kazama Shirasumi had a more effective way to let Flygon defeat Beedrill without taking any damage, he still chose to act decisively and use a minor injury to directly incapacitate Beedrill.

"Damn it." Sakaki's expression was quite cold. There was one thing he had miscalculated. His opponent was more decisive than he had imagined. It seemed that his idea of ​​using Beedrill to force his opponent to back down and buy time had been completely seen through.

However, there was one thing that neither of them could have foreseen.

A mournful cry of a phoenix echoed in the sky as the Phoenix King, its body wreathed in holy flames, was blasted down from the heavens by Mew's Spiral Water Cannon attack.

Kazama Shiramo watched nervously as Ho-Oh plummeted from the sky, ignoring all the nonsense about Giovanni's Beedrill Hyper Dream, and teleported to meet it.

Seeing the anxious figure of her man—no, her trainer—Ho-Oh thoughtfully transformed into human form as it landed, gently drifting down and landing in Kazama Shiro's arms.

The Phoenix King, now in human form, looked rather pale, which made Kazama Shiramo feel very sorry for it.

"How could this happen?" Kazama Shiromo stroked Phoenix's face, looking at her with concern.

Ho-Oh sulked and muttered, "It took a lot of effort to revive Ash, and that old woman who likes to act young is really strong. I'm not a very good fighter myself, so I can't beat her."

"Meow, meow." (That child should have learned their lesson by now; this matter should probably end here.)

Two ethereal creatures nimbly flew down and stood between Sakaki and Kazama Shiramo, their large eyes staring intently at Kazama Shiramo, the warning unmistakable.

Ignoring the dreamlike creature that flew down, Kazama Shiramo looked tenderly at the pitiful girl in his arms and gently stroked her cheek: "I'll avenge you, okay?"

Ho-Oh laughed and put her arm around his neck: "No need. I'll get my revenge next time. You don't need to fight here anymore. We've already achieved our goal, and Flygon is injured too. Let's skip this pointless fight."

"But what about the fact that she hit you? Look how pale you are." Kazama Shiromo felt very sorry for him. At this moment, the Phoenix King looked somewhat weak, and he felt genuine pity for him.

"I was mainly weakened by my own energy and couldn't beat her. I'll just need to go back to the Bell Tower Temple to recuperate. Before I go back, you should spend some time with me and not waste your time on these boring people."

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First update (ps)

Chapter 103 To Love Him Is to Be Like Him

Kazama Shiromo carried Phoenix King away.

He retrieved his Flygon, then, clutching his adorable Ho-Oh in his arms, he left without looking back.

After all, Mewtwo has already been beaten pretty badly, so it's about time to vent our anger and calm down. As for Mew's situation, our little cutie said she wants to get revenge herself, so let her get revenge herself.

Kazama Shiromo ignored those idiots and, holding Ho-Oh, teleported away instantly.

I can't help it, she's so cute, so incredibly cute!

Her Majesty the Queen, who is usually quite strong-willed, looked pale and somewhat sickly today. The contrast between her appearance and her appearance made her look incredibly cute.

So, Ho-Oh teleported away with the adorable Lord Ho-Oh, leaving Giovanni still standing there. Mewtwo and Mew fell silent, leaving a bunch of clones floating high in the sky, boredly watching the drama unfold.

'Take them all with you,' Mewtwo said to Mew as it stood up from the speedboat, their telepathic connection slowly communicating.

"Migu?" (Aren't you leaving?)

I want to stay.

"Migu?" (Why?)

Mewtwo looked up at the sky, in the direction where Kazama Shiromo had carried Ho-Oh away, and felt a sense of indescribable melancholy.

Mewtwo is a very proud creature. It thought it was very strong, and in fact it was indeed very powerful. It progressed rapidly and encountered almost no obstacles along the way, sweeping away its opponents. Until today, it still thought it was very strong.

However, just now, its pride was crushed. Not only by that desert dragonfly, but even by that human named Giovanni, whom it had previously looked down upon, who had a stronger Pokémon than it.

It suddenly felt like a fool, an arrogant and conceited fool.

"I want to defeat him!" Mewtwo's eyes blazed with a fanatical fighting spirit, as if it had found the goal it would fight for its entire life: "I want to defeat him!"

"We want to shatter his arrogant words!"

"I want to shatter that contemptuous smile of his!"

"I want to completely shatter that arrogant guy who was standing there laughing like that!"

Mewtwo was furious, so furious that it didn't realize when it had started speaking human language.

"Migu." (You're speaking human language now.)

"what?"

Mew watched as Mewtwo's body began to glow, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

"Migu, meow." (Your obsession runs deep; it's gotten this far so quickly.)

Psychic-type Pokémon are naturally gifted in this area. As a legendary Psychic-type Pokémon, Mewtwo, although not a naturally occurring Pokémon, possesses a sufficiently strong divine nature.

Driven by an intense obsession, Mewtwo underwent a major transformation in its life!