Aspiring to become a Pokémon trainer

Surprise welled up in his eyes, and Claver even choked on his words for a moment, unable to explain the situation between them.

This was actually beyond his expectations. Two girls who were not even teenagers had actually reached this level in their battle. The changing celestial phenomena, the terrifying ravines, and the lingering air currents were scenery that could only be experienced from the mountaintop.

Similarly, before the old principal could even finish speaking, the subsequent offensive had already begun.

"Magic Mask Cat".

“Evil and strange.”

Clad in a dark mask, the slender cat demon leaped from the ground to a nearby branch, using her swift movements to guide the eye and judge the situation. Only when an opening appeared did she unleash her sharp claws, hurling away the energy-filled sphere.

A thousand changes, a thousand flowers.

Its target was the little demon who appeared wearing a green grass mask, but as it got closer, the figure turned into a beam of lightning and rushed straight towards the already injured mane rock werewolf.

There was a flash of lightning.

A massive surge of energy enveloped the vines, and sharp thorns wrapped around his body. The final strike was intended to be the last straw that broke the camel's back, but the former had already crossed his arms, ready to take the hit.

The powerful blow crushed the werewolf's knee and cracked the ground beneath it, but it still failed to extinguish the werewolf's last breath.

"Hold."

She raised her fair fingers and clenched them into a fist, the fervor in Nemo's eyes transforming into an all-encompassing sharpness.

The sandstorm that was first set off swept down, scraping over the bodies of many and depleting their already limited physical strength. Although they were dodged by flashes of lightning, Masked Cat had already turned back and swung a rattan ball the instant the little devils were gone.

"Switch your mask!"

The growth of new strength cannot be completed in an instant, and the change of moves cannot withstand the blow in a moment, but this does not mean that Nan Yin and E Gui Peng have no strategy.

As the story goes, the little devil removed his mask and turned the lush green grass into a burning stove. Despite the fourfold resistance, even though the rattan ball hit his face and pierced his vitals, it still could not cause him too much damage.

The offensive and defensive postures have shifted. Taking advantage of the moment when Masked Cat succumbs to inertia, the regrouped Evil Pine raises its vine club high, unleashing a surge of scorching flames.

Thorny vine stick!

"Damn it, hold the line!"

Startled by the terrifying aura, Nemo tried to maintain her masked cat persona, but Nan Yin suddenly turned and slashed at the dazed werewolf.

Having been struck down in one blow, the Rock Wolf, whose strength had already been drained by the lightning strike, was naturally unable to rise again. It could only hang its head, completely powerless to fight.

Taking advantage of the split second between offense and defense, the Scorpion King flapped its wings again, creating a refreshing tailwind behind it.

"Fair wind."

Bathed in the biting air, with her hair disheveled and bangs partially obscuring her face, Nemo's expression remained unreadable.

The girl, who became a champion-level trainer in just one year of schooling, has experienced so many battles that she herself can't even count them all, but so far, even Yaji has not been able to put too much pressure on her.

But now...

Looking up at the composed young woman in front of her, Nemo's lips curved into a slight smile.

Nanyin (Southern Music).

Keeping your friend's name in your heart again—that's how it should be; that's the meaning of battle.

Her on-the-spot adaptability, timing, and accurate judgment... unlike the usual newcomers, this beautiful figure in the eyes was not inferior to herself in the battle.

Seriously, this is amazing!

There was no sense of defeat or loss of advantage. Instead, a tingling, trembling sensation, like an electric current stimulating the skin, permeated the body, causing the legs to rub slightly and the shoulders and neck to tremble incessantly.

That was an expression of excitement, an uncontrollable instinct.

"Magic Space!"

Now that the wind has taken hold, let's use magic to change the speed.

With a slight shift of the ground and a widening of the distance, the masked cat demon dodged perfectly, also manipulating the space to create a viscous and stagnant environment.

At the same moment, the thrown ball opened and closed, and the ancient ferocious beast crashed heavily to the ground, shaking the trees. It silently raised its head, suppressing its warlike nature, only to unleash its sharp edge in a hundred battles.

hoarse--

The broken rocks clashed against the solid armor, producing a harsh grinding sound.

"This is?"

Knowing the identity of this enormous beast is precisely why Nan Yin is so confused.

The combination of fighting and dragons is four times weaker than fairies. Nemo is undoubtedly aware of her title as the Fairy King, but why is that?

"Staff-tailed Armored Dragon".

Gazing at the large, upright dragon covered in golden scales before her, the brown-skinned girl's eyes held a sense of nostalgia.

The Staff-tailed Armored Dragon is a late bloomer among elves.

Through cultivation, shedding the old body, condensing a new shell, and gradually transforming in bitter battles, the Heartscale Treasure must endure the final step of its evolution.

Those arduous days and nights, those times of mutual reliance, and the deep affection between her and it are all unforgettable.

So go and win the victory for me, my lads!

"Use, Soul Dance Sonic Boom!"

Inhaling the immense air, the armored dragon raised its head high, roared with extreme hatred, and unleashed a deafening sonic boom.

The blades of grass snapped, the clouds fell silent, the little devils nearby staggered back, almost falling, while the Scorpion King in the distance, its limbs dulled, plummeted from mid-air.

This was not a powerful offensive move; it was merely a buff to enhance all abilities. Yet, the aftershocks of the roar and the dragon's intimidation disrupted the two Pokémon's thoughts, causing them to lose their accuracy in both offense and defense.

Overbearing, incredibly overbearing.

In the past, Nan Yin had only felt this kind of power from Cynthia's Garchomp, but now, facing an extremely serious champion, she is probably going to have a tough battle.

The commands just given did indeed materialize into attacks that landed on the opponent, but having lost their initial momentum, they were unable to shake the dragon's body at all.

That wasn't a mistake in judgment, but rather a huge gap in the most basic qualities—like a mayfly trying to shake a tree, or a moth drawn to a flame.

Even after becoming a superstar, she was still incredibly far from her original goal. But could this insurmountable barrier defeat the girl's determination?

no way.

She too yearns for the view from the mountaintop, and having this belief, how could she lack the fighting spirit to guide her!

Their gazes met again, and their thoughts resonated.

"Clampon, scale noise!"

"Hold."

The stern rebuke and the concise tone, like the alternation of movement and stillness, symbolize the two people's completely opposite personalities.

With its belly bulging, the staff-tailed scaled dragon advanced, its speed gradually increasing, its scales constantly rubbing together as it swung its arms.

The sudden, deafening roars echoed throughout the heavens and earth. This should have been an undefendable ultimate move, so how could the advancing sound waves be stopped?

The sharp pain in her ears seemed to be a wake-up call to the girl, reminding her that defeat was inevitable, but she could do what others could not.

Yes, it's just me.

The violet light suddenly burst forth, and waveguides and telekinesis provided assistance on both the material and spiritual levels. She gained insight into wavelengths that ordinary people could not detect, and she heard the frequent vibrations of the airflow.

The power of thought elevates the senses, while waveguides enable the mind to synchronize.

Dan Jian saw the dark blue scorpion beast grasp the branches with the tip of its tail, swinging itself out and crossing its arms to break through the surging air waves in a defensive posture. It used its own body as a demon to create an opportunity for Nan Yin to win.

Just like when it was in the Kingdom of Azot and faced the siege of countless Pokémon, it resolutely charged into the sound waves, turning itself into a shield to open up a safe passage.

Not all of them were defended. A purple light flashed in Egui Peng's eyes. Just as the Scorpion King's momentum ended, he leaped out from behind it, raised his vine club higher, and forced out all his strength to strike down.

The alternating gazes caught the dragon off guard, and when the scorpion beast recklessly charged into the sound waves, losing consciousness and falling into a deep sleep, the little devil's vine club was already dangling precariously.

Thorny vine.

Absolute coordination allows for alternating offense and defense; keen senses capture the weak points and areas of the sound waves; rather than waiting to be defeated, it is better to make a decisive break and burn one's boats.

Just as the Kommo-o-Tai was preparing to recover, the small figure stepped on its head, used the momentum to leap to the back, and swung its club to cut down the real target—Magic Masked Cat.

The flag was raised, the scales tipped again, and the score of three to two was revealed to both sides, showing what had just happened.

"..."

Nemo parted her lips slightly and widened her eyes, seemingly puzzled by what had just happened.

Doubles certainly tests the construction of tactics and the coordination of Pokémon, but it is extremely difficult to use a one-way move to protect your partner.

Most trainers can't even command a single Pokémon, let alone understand each other's thoughts and complete a miraculous interaction. This requires not only absolute trust between the trainer and the Pokémon, but also the ability to see clearly the changes that occur at each stage of time.

With each block and attack, Nan Yin utilized a single move multiple times. Her observation was so meticulous, her precise control over the transitions between offense and defense was simply—

"Incredible!"

The girl with wheat-colored skin held out her hands, her eyes reflecting the light of her friend, sparkling as if she had seen a precious treasure she was reluctant to part with.

Unaffected by the other party's strange behavior, Nan Yin took out the ball as usual, intending to throw it, but it was gently caught by a pair of small hands.

"Nanyin, leave it to me~"

With her clear red eyes and flowing dress, she possesses both gentleness and resilience; she is a princess who belongs only to her.

Diancie.

"it is good."

Without asking any questions, she trusted the other person, just as she had at that time.

Seeing that lovely figure walk into the arena and stand side by side with the little devil, Nemo's surprise deepened.

Another Pokémon I've never seen before, just how many secrets does Nan Yin hold?

With a surge of excitement, the brown-skinned girl grasped the black crystal bead at her waist, prepared herself, and gave the order once again.

"Sonic blast!"

"Hold."

The sound surged again, reaching the clouds, which immediately dispersed the accumulated rain clouds, revealing the brilliance of a clear sky once more.

Even though he intended to retreat and defend, his previous injury was too severe and his physical strength was exhausted. E Guipeng had no choice but to listen to Nan Yin's words and lightly leap off the field.

"It's okay, you've done enough."

Gently stroking the little devil's sharp horns, causing its face to turn red.

As the saying goes, the influence of celestial phenomena collapsed, the favorable winds ceased to blow, everything returned to normal, and the battle returned to a level playing field.

Indeed, the Staff-tailed Armored Dragon is incredibly powerful, but her princess is no less so. Let's settle this with a direct clash!

"Dianci, Mega Evolution."

There were no elaborate ceremonies, no excessive expressions, just the unison of voices, and a gentle warmth lingered in our minds.

They removed the brooch from the clasp, extended their arms to each other's eyes, and the dazzling light of evolution immediately illuminated the heavens and earth, echoing the crystalline brilliance that resembled glass.

A pure white veil hangs down, a heart-shaped gemstone forms a crown, and a translucent skirt accompanies it, making it look like a flawless pink diamond wedding dress.

"Too crystalline!"

They spoke in unison, no longer covered in scales, their crystalline skin dazzling and bright, while the axe blade on their foreheads symbolized the change in their attributes.

— Retain the power of the dragon, but transform the resistance into pure steel.

"This is Mega Evolution!"

"The crystalline nature of steel..."

They marveled at each other's drastically changed appearances, but the command that was brewing had already been given before it even left their throats.

"Ironhead!"

With a thunderous thud, shaking the earth and rocks, as the giant dragon approached, the silvery-iron gleam solidified on its forehead, becoming ever brighter.

really.

Having specifically researched the Taijinghua before arriving in this region, Nan Yin was well aware that Nemo might use this trump card. Therefore, she did not unleash the fairy's radiance, but instead placed her confidence in her princess and her own judgment.

and so--

"Hot Sand Land".

The petite princess closed her eyes and, in sync with the girl, raised her hand, causing scorching sand to surge from the earth's veins, completely obscuring the visible world.

The ultimate moves collided, and a deafening roar erupted.