Elf: I have a secret realm of emerald green.

Yan Yu couldn't stand it anymore either, "Alright, stop fooling around... hurry up and teach Gible Fire Fang."

Arcanine then put away its playful grin and showed some of the majesty of its Pokémon prototype—the mythical Qilin.

Xia Shen also instructed Gible: "If you learn Fire Fang today, I'll give you an extra half box of Power Cubes tonight, understand?"

The little shark keenly caught the keyword "[energy cube]" and nodded vigorously.

So the two hapless guys, a dog and a shark, finally started training.

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## Chapter Thirty: First, let's rule out the possibility of Ghost-type characters (please continue reading)

Joking aside, Arcanine's strength as a main Pokémon of a Master Trainer is undeniable.

Not to mention that the dog is a pure fire-type Pokémon, with unparalleled control over flames.

In addition, Gible was quite quick to learn, so in just one afternoon, the little shark learned the basics of this important skill for filling in gaps in its knowledge—Flame Fang.

Meanwhile, Zoroia was also busy, diligently learning Shadow Ball from Draco Baruto.

By the end of the training, Zoroya had already been able to form a basic shape of the Shadow Sphere.

The two Pokémon's learning speed even surprised Yan Yu.

However, Zorua's excessively concentrated Ghost-type energy also caught her attention.

Yan Yu's expression was strange. "Why does your Zoroa seem more like a Ghost-type than a Dark-type?"

Xia Shen chuckled, "Maybe her dad or her mom is a Ghost-type Pokémon."

"It can't be that this Zoroar is a Ghost-type, right? Haha!" Xia Shen joked.

Yan Yu rolled her eyes at him. "Was your high school education a waste? Where can you find a Ghost-type Zoroa?"

That's right, let's eliminate one correct answer first!

Even a master-level trainer is nothing special!

……

The early autumn night was cool and breezy.

After saying goodbye to Yan Yu, Xia Shen leisurely walked home with the two little ones.

A fulfilling and wonderful day has come to an end.

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The following day at noon, in a training room at the school.

The two gible sharks were still training for the meteor shower.

On the benches by the court, Xia Shen and Yan Yan chatted.

"The item you asked me to sell last time has been sold for a total of 400,000 after tax. Do you want cash or bank transfer?"

"If I were talking about cash, could you conjure up 40 for me right now?" For some reason, Xia Shen always liked to argue with Yan Yan whenever they talked.

Yan Yan glanced at him, then looked down at her phone and said, "It's turned around."

With a large sum of money in his account, Xia Shen was in a good mood. "How about I teach your Gible another move, [Flame Fang]?"

Yan Yan was surprised: "Flame Fang? When did he learn it?" There was no sign of it when they trained together on Saturday.

Xia Shen feigned modesty, "I was lucky; I suddenly learned it yesterday afternoon."

Yan Yan looked at Xia Shen speechlessly. What kind of top-tier Versailles is this?

What level is a newbie elf at if it learns one skill in an afternoon?

The level you can reach in your dreams!

To be fair, Gible was indeed lucky. It bit Arcanine a few times and got a Fire Fang. Maybe next time it can bite Dragapult?

Yan Yan pondered for a moment and said, "Then let's teach him after my Gible has mastered the Meteor Shower skill. How about we make it 40,000?"

Xia Shen was very generous, "It's okay, consider this a free gift."

Actually, he was embarrassed to accept the money. It was originally taught by her sister's fairy, and he felt bad about taking money from his sister as well.

Although I, Xia Shen, love money, I acquire it in a proper way!

Unaware of the truth, Yan Yan thanked him and then said, "Oh, right, there's something else I need to tell you. Get ready, the Zhijiang Cup is this weekend."

"Wasn't it supposed to be October? Why is it earlier?" Xia Shen asked curiously.

There's still more than a week until October.

Yan Yan explained, "The matches this weekend are the qualifying rounds, which are a unique stage for the rookie group. Because... there are just too many people who signed up."

"Anyone from any profession who has Pokémon but doesn't have an amateur trainer title can apply."

Xia Shen nodded in understanding, "I see... I thought they were mostly high school rookie trainers like us."

He could roughly imagine the scene of the qualifying rounds.

— An elderly woman who was walking her dog while grocery shopping happened to see the competition and enthusiastically signed up. She ended up being a housewife who was bored and brought her cat to the competition.

I imagine the scene will be as bustling as a wet market...

He suddenly had another idea: "Do you think there might be some kind of expert who comes to fry fish, or some kind of reclusive monk who doesn't care about fame or fortune?"

Yan Yan retorted, "Becoming an amateur trainer grants access to many preferential public resources. Why would someone not want those benefits just to come to your little tournament to smear fish?"

Xia Shen thought about it and realized it made sense, so he felt relieved and said with great enthusiasm, "Alright, it's decided then. This time, you guys compete for second place!"

Yan Yan: "..."

Seeing the way Yan Yan looked at him as if he were an idiot, Xia Shen thought bitterly to himself.

Next time, I will definitely not joke with such a boring person!

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In the following days, Xia Shen and Yan Yan trained tirelessly, aiming for the weekend's competition.

Xia Shen is alright; Gible's strength is basically far superior to other Pokémon of the same age.

On the other hand, Yan Yan was under a lot of pressure. Her Gible was only a little over half a month old. No matter how good her talent was, it couldn't make up for the lack of training time.

Fortunately, the organizers took into account that some members of the public would also participate, so the qualifying rounds were all scheduled for the weekend, which gave Yan Yan a chance to narrow the gap.

But why would such a wealthy young woman care so much about a small rookie group competition?

The champion's prize probably wouldn't even cover her monthly expenses on Gible... Xia Shen was somewhat puzzled.

In short, before Saturday's match, Xia Shen's Gible had completely mastered his self-created [Bite Meteor Shower] and Fire Fang.

Within the Green Washing Secret Realm, he also thoroughly searched the area around the Ice Ghost Waterfall.

The number of Pokémon in the Pokédex has officially surpassed thirty, but unfortunately, Riolu is still nowhere to be found. Perhaps we are not destined to meet.

He also abandoned his plan to stay in the frozen tundra in search of Riolu.

There's a forest waiting for me at the foot of Tianguan Mountain to the south.

……

Half a month of training and battles has greatly improved the level and strength of the two Pokémon.

[Gible]

[Energy Level: 20]

[Type: Dragon/Ground]

[gender:]

[Personality: Cheerful]

[Characteristic: Rough Skin (When fighting opponents in close combat, it will use its rough skin to injure them)]

[Moves: Sand Splatter, Dragon Breath, Quicksand Hell, Slam, Heavy Stomp, Tornado, Scale Shot, Dragon Claw, Meteor Shower, Flame Fang]

……

[Zoroa]

[Energy Level: 11]

[gender:]

[Personality: Timid]

[Attribute: Normal/Ghost]

[Ability: Illusion (Can transform into the appearance of any Pokémon in the party, reverting to its original form after taking damage)]

[Mastered moves: Grab, Gaze, Slash, Roar, Superpower, Shadow Sneak, Shadow Ball]

It's been about twenty days since I tamed the Gible, and the little shark's energy level has increased by six levels.

At this rate, Gible might evolve into Garchomp next month.

Solomon also fully mastered Shadowball during this week's training and experienced his first battle in the Secret Realm.

Xia Shen deliberately chose the fighting style arm wrestler as the little fox's first opponent.

Wild Pokémon don't understand type advantages or disadvantages. They used Machop to kick their lower body, making their own legs weak, while Zorua remained unharmed and secured their first victory.

On Friday, I gave Zhou Yuanyuan another hard time to get back into form. Tomorrow is the qualifying round for the newcomer group of the Zhijiang Cup.

(Thank you so much to ruaruabick and 目眠e for the generous donations! It's too much of a waste of your money, thank you so much!)

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## Chapter Thirty-One: The Bizarre Opponents in the Breakthrough Round (Please Read On)

Human habitation is scarce, oranges and pomelos stand in the cold; autumn colors fade on old sycamore trees.

September is drawing to a close, and autumn is growing stronger.

Along the roadside, the leaves of the sycamore trees have lost their summer's upright and verdant green, hanging lazily on the branches.