Bottom-tier trainers in the Pokémon world

The black trench coat slipped down, revealing a black outfit underneath.

Then, with her hands behind her head, she produced a hair tie from somewhere and quickly twisted her long, golden hair into a bun.

His whole being exudes energy and enthusiasm.

He then took out the last Poké Ball.

He said seriously, "But don't think that means I'm admitting defeat."

In a short time.

The live stream was filled with howling and wailing.

"Cynthia! This is the Cynthia I love!!"

"Awooo—"

"Waaaaah—my Cynthia has finally grown up!"

"She's grown up, but it's time for her to get married."

"Guards! Drag that guy upstairs out and castrate him!"

"Someone actually has designs on my Cynthia?! This is all of our Cynthia!"

"..."

Looking at the serious Cynthia across from him, Xia Yan adjusted his hat, a hint of bitterness appearing on his face.

Don't take it so seriously, Cynthia.

I'm really afraid that you might suddenly unleash a powerful attack and wipe us out completely.

However, it seems to be affected by Cynthia's condition.

Xia Yan blurted out almost without thinking:

"I've been waiting for this day for so long, Cynthia!"

As soon as I finished speaking, I wanted to slap myself.

But his body still honestly and abruptly raised its head.

His eyes gleamed with excitement.

Similarly, he held a Poké Ball in his hand.

Chapter 153 Champion, I Only Recognize One Person

"Crack—!!"

Garchomp opened its crimson twin scythes, its eyes bloodshot, and roared to the sky, wantonly venting the pride of a Dragon-type Pokémon and its absolute confidence in its combination with Cynthia.

now.

Cynthia's aura seems to echo Garchomp's aura.

The human and the elf displayed an extremely close and harmonious teamwork.

This also demonstrates their absolute focus, seriousness, and excitement at that moment.

The average Garchomp, Oyomo, is less than two meters tall, but Cynthia's Garchomp, judging from a rough look, is probably over two and a half meters tall!

although.

An elf's size does not represent its strength.

However, to some extent, larger Pokémon often possess greater potential for power.

This is especially true for Dragon-type Pokémon.

Although it doesn't have the "Intimidate" ability, given Garchomp's ferocious appearance, the intimidating power of a typical Pokémon's "Intimidate" might not even be as strong as Cynthia's Garchomp.

Looking at the Garchomp in front of Cynthia.

Even though Xia Yan had already made preparations.

He couldn't help but take a slow breath, feeling the pressure emanating from Cynthia and Garchomp.

Champion level!

A champion-level pseudo-legendary Pokémon.

That title alone is enough to deter over 99% of trainers.

but.

After a brief moment of surprise, Xia Yan's expression gradually calmed down.

even.

A faint smile appeared on her face.

They are strong.

But we're not weak either.

Right, Beedrill?

He threw the Poké Ball in his hand onto the field as well.

hum-

A barely perceptible hum in the air was interwoven with the faint, fine crackling of electrical currents.

"Hiss!"

In its crimson compound eyes, there was an intense interest in the Garchomp, as well as absolute trust in Xia Yan and in itself.

Just like the Cynthia and Garchomp duo, they believe they are the strongest.

Beedrill firmly believes that its partnership with Xia Yan will not lose to any opponent.

Although Beedrill's aura and presence upon its appearance did not seem as unrestrained and flamboyant as Garchomp, nor as eye-catching.

However, the appearance of Beedrill.

This caused Garchomp to slightly tones down its arrogant expression, showing it respect and recognition for Beedrill.

This is an opponent who absolutely deserves our full attention!

The two elves only glanced at each other, but their attention was never able to leave each other.

"The battle continues!"

The flag in the robot referee's hand suddenly fell.

This is very likely the final battle between Xia Yan and Cynthia, and the curtain has finally risen.

"Garuda, Sandstorm!"

Cynthia was the first to start.

And surprisingly, instead of having Garchomp launch a fierce attack right away, it chose to manually activate the sandstorm weather.

“Stop it.”

Xia Yan gave the command before Cynthia's voice had even finished.

Beedrill is even more exaggerated.

Just by hearing Xia Yan's voice, it seemed that he already understood what he meant.

The golden wings trembled violently at a frequency imperceptible to the naked eye.

Followed by.

Then you can see the wispy golden currents leaving a faint outline where the Beedrill was.

Beedrill itself is like a tiny golden arc of electricity; in the blink of an eye, its sharp stinger is already in front of Garchomp.

"Crack!!"

Upon seeing this, Garchomp did not evolve, nor was it surprised by Beedrill's speed. It seemed as if it had anticipated this situation and had prepared a countermeasure.

"Stop them!"

Garchomp's arms, along with its sharp fins, are crossed horizontally across its chest.

Those blood-red eyes peered through the deliberately left gap between the crossed arms, staring intently at the giant bee that was right in front of them.

Very fast reaction speed.

or.

It should be said that this was an accurate prediction of his and Beedrill's behavior.

but.

If Beedrill's attacks are so easy to defend against, and its speed is so easy to catch, what makes it worthy of Cynthia's Garchomp taking it so seriously?

hum-

Beedrill's form suddenly blurred, and a series of afterimages appeared out of thin air in Garchomp's sight.

At first glance.

It seems like every single Beedrill is real.

But upon closer inspection, it seems that any of the bee-like creatures could be fake.

Amidst the feints and real attacks, Garchomp was momentarily unsure which way to defend itself.

But it hesitated.

However, this does not mean that Beedrill, being an assassin, would hesitate.

Seizing a moment of panic in Garchomp, the sharp needles, carrying specks of emerald green light, pierced through with lightning speed.

puff--

however.

The long stinger thrust out by the Beedrill was suddenly blocked by a cloud of sand that rose from nowhere.

"Crack!"