Aspiring to become a Pokémon trainer

The latecomer's advantage, speed, and deceptive intent, combined with the ability to react quickly and skillfully, cannot compensate for the unevenness in the process, even with quick thinking and seasoned experience.

Like cloth being forcibly torn apart with a hoarse ripping, the Superpowered Queen flickered, but could not conceal her defeated aura and the heavy blow she had suffered. With just one strike, she was already powerless to fight any longer.

"Should I use the phrase 'the younger generation is to be feared'? No, Nan Yin, you have always been so outstanding, and I have even become accustomed to the changes in you every time we meet."

Undeterred, Karuni simply pursed her lips and smiled with relief.

"Just like how guarding is an absolute defense in the detailed explanation of the move, it is ultimately based on itself and has a limit to what it can withstand. Although a self-sacrificing collision will certainly cause the user to be controlled by inertia, the manipulation of airflow is something that can be done with ease for it and for that child. This later impact is offset by the vortex that it carries."

"The key to victory or defeat lies here."

Yes, techniques are categorized based on individual categories. However, the difference between a champion and an ordinary trainer lies in the balance of power and speed, as well as gains and losses, in addition to their own style and sharpness.

Turning the impossible into the possible, the difference in information is the balance that determines who comes first among masters.

"Therefore, you exploited the lapse in concentration after your successful defensive maneuver, instantly transforming the information gap into a deadly opportunity. This insight into the battle situation, the masterful use of the spirit's abilities, and the unwavering decisiveness..."

Karuni sighed softly, her magnetic voice filled with undisguised emotion and a sense of relief.

"Come on, the battle is not over yet, neither of us has won."

The ice dragon stirred up a cold wind, turning the entire arena into its own domain. The wrestling eagle man soared through the air like a sword piercing the clouds, delivering a crushing, heavy kick.

However, none of them could face the crimson crescent moon directly. The closer the victory came, the stronger the dragon became. Even though its nature was overturned by primal instincts and it focused on controlling the airflow, its overconfidence still made it more and more courageous in battle.

With one man defeating three opponents, the wrestler Eagle Man, supporting himself on his knees, was swaying precariously and unable to get up. At that moment, the balance of power completely tipped.

"The Wrestling Hawkman is unable to fight, and Champion Karune has no more fighters left. The victor is Nanyin from Miare City!"

The referee's announcement was met with cheers; regardless of who won, everyone had thoroughly enjoyed this exciting match.

Without feeling disappointed or regretful, Karuni stepped forward and gently returned the Hawkman to its Poké Ball. She brushed her fingertips across the surface of the ball and whispered words of comfort: "You've all done your best."

Having done all this, Karuni raised her head, her gaze passing over the noisy audience and the fluttering confetti, landing precisely on the silver-haired girl opposite her. Her usual, incredibly friendly smile reappeared on her face, but this time, the smile contained something deeper—a sense of acceptance at the loss, a feeling of satisfaction at the growth of her junior, and a sense of relief that everything had finally settled.

She strode gracefully and calmly towards the center of the arena. Her high heels clicked crisply on the uneven ground, worn smooth by the battle, each step like a predetermined ritual. Spotlights followed her, her grey hair, styled in a bun, shimmering softly in the bright light.

Nan Yin stepped forward and stood face to face with Karuni in the center of the arena. The cheers around them seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier at this moment, leaving only the two of them.

“Nanyin,” Karuni’s voice rang out clearly, carrying through the microphone and drowning out the noise, “You won this victory fair and square, without any controversy.”

Her voice was both powerful and warm.

"Your training, your tactics, your decisions, and the unspoken understanding between you and the elves—all of these have been vividly displayed on this stage today. I saw it, Master Fu saw it, and the entire Carlos saw it."

She paused slightly, her gaze sweeping over the excited crowd in the audience, over Master Fu in the VIP section with tears in his eyes, and finally back to Nan Yin.

"Once, you were that determined rookie trainer under the Prism Tower. Later, you became the League hero who turned the tide. And now..."

Karuni's smile widened, filled with utmost sincerity and pride.

"You have proven to everyone who is the strongest trainer in Carlos right now!"

She released her hand from Nan Yin's shoulder, took a half step back, and then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Karuni—the legendary figure who had ruled the Carlos Alliance for many years and possessed both the aura of a movie queen and the glory of a champion—bowed slightly to Nan Yin, to this junior who had just defeated her.

This gesture is not humble, but rather full of power and a sense of ritual. It represents the passing of the torch from one era to another, the highest form of recognition from predecessors to successors.

“Congratulations, Nan Yin.” Karuni straightened up, her voice loud and clear, carrying an undeniable declaration, “The door to the pinnacle of the world has been opened for you. Carlos’s future will be led by you!”

She stepped aside, making way for the highest podium, and at the same time, glanced in the direction of the league officials, nodding slightly in acknowledgment.

The alliance officials understood immediately and stepped forward.

The host excitedly shouted, "Let's welcome Carlos, the new pinnacle, the qualifier of the Eight Masters main tournament, and the champion of Nanyin!"

The victory badge, adorned with the Masterball logo, was solemnly presented to Nan Yin. Nan Yin took a deep breath, and under the encouraging and trusting gaze of Karuni, amidst the cheers of millions of spectators, she accepted the weighty badge.

At this moment, she truly stood at the height she had always dreamed of, at the altitude where champions stand.

Chapter 286 Battle Against Nemo

I drew back the window curtains, and an autumn breeze brushed my face, bringing a slight chill.

Turning my head, I saw eyes and brows close together, warm and moist.

Wiping away the dust beneath her, pressing down on the pleated hem of her skirt, she and her lover sat upright on the sofa, their fingers clasped tightly together.

After her battle with Karuni, Nan Yin succeeded her as Carlos's champion. Although she had many responsibilities, she still had time to spend with the children, day and night.

The quarterfinalists have been announced.

Their breaths were close, their voices were close, it was a young girl's whisper in her ear.

After the preliminary rounds, the competition will proceed in a full-scale battle to determine who will stand at the top of the mountain.

"Could you read it to me, Korni?"

Even though she had a general idea of ​​who would be chosen, Nan Yin was still curious about how much change she, as a butterfly, could cause.

Furthermore, having one's lover whisper words to resolve one's doubts is also a kind of sweet enjoyment.

"Okay." Opening the illustrated book, they read out the names one by one. With their shoulders drooping and necks bent, the distance between them gradually closed until they were leaning against each other.

"As in previous years, Mr. Leon, Mr. Lance, and Mr. Daigo are still at the top, as are Champion Cynthia and Mr. Blue. In addition, Raihana and Nemo have also made it into the main event roster as newcomers."

As the clear, spring-like voice rippled outwards, the weariness of autumn gradually crept into my eyelids.

Looking out onto the terrace, Scorpion King and Snorlax are snuggling together, sharing the leisurely afternoon.

Looking closer at the table, the petite Eevee was still curled up, deep in a dream, occasionally making soft murmurs.

Seeing the ribbons swaying and occasionally swirling, Nan Yin couldn't help but slightly curl her lips into a smile.

Times change, but some things never change, like the fullness between your fingers or the little beast beside you.

"...seventh in the order."

This is her ranking at the Masters level, which means she has truly reached the top.

Every match that follows will be a fierce battle where everyone will give their all and play their best.

However, it is precisely for this reason that the victory is so precious and worth remembering.

Hold the palms up to receive the sunlight, and wait for the warmth to bake them.

In the quiet midday, there is the occasional rustling of leaves in the forest.

"It's the sound of oak leaves falling."

Looking down at the street, she spoke softly.

Another year has slipped through our fingers.

Without looking away, and responding to her lover's words, Nan Yin quietly reached out her hand.

Fortunately, you are here, I am here, and they are all here.

They interlocked their fingers again, and this time, there was no longer any distance between them.

The pedestrians downstairs continued their steps as usual, and the sound of snoring often accompanied their breathing.

What she loves is right in her palm, right in her eyes.

......

On the seventh day of the tenth lunar month, birds migrate, and the leaves of the paulownia tree become sparse.

I wrapped my coat tighter, shivering slightly, and suddenly realized that late autumn was approaching.

But this frosty silence could not withstand the clamor of voices and the roaring flames.

Today, the world's attention is focused on the Palace Arena.

Although this stage has a short history, it has produced several talented individuals who are self-reliant and of excellent character.

That year, the round of 16 in the World Championships was to be held here.

The sacred flame in the main arena burns eternally, and on the green field under the watchful eyes of the world, stand eight of the world's strongest trainers.

The cheers were like a tsunami, completely engulfing everything in sight.

"Haven't Dante and Kibana arrived yet?"

A red-haired man, wearing a cloak and dark clothing, stood with his arms crossed and spoke.

This attire naturally belongs to Wataru, the Dragon Envoy of Kanto.

"Mr. Leon may have gotten lost along the way with Charizard."

She chuckled softly. Even though they weren't close, Nan Yin still tried to smooth things over for the former, hearing the reproach in his words.

This is not impossible; the Galar champion's poor sense of direction often caused him to get lost and go in the wrong direction.

She glanced sideways at the viewing platform and saw her lover resting his chin on his hand, quietly gazing in her direction.

Noticing this gaze, the girl slightly opened her eyelashes and drew a faint smile from the corner of her lips.

Perhaps by chance, the live stream camera happened to capture the two exchanging a loving smile.

In an instant, the audience's faces showed a hint of bitterness.

"How come watching a lottery event can make me feel so bitter?"

"Back then, there was also a sincere love placed before me, but unfortunately..."

Trainers chatted in twos and threes, and the noise in the gym reached its peak in this enthusiasm.

"It's been a long time, Nanyin. I also thank you for your selfless help back then."

Turning his deep blue eyes to the side, the handsome man leaned slightly forward, placed his hands on his chest, and expressed his gratitude.

"This was not something I did alone. Both Mr. Daigo and everyone in Hoenn made contributions during that disaster. Besides, you even shared those precious collections with me, didn't you?"

It's a playful ending tone.

Without saying anything more, the champions simply gazed at the young girl, and their brows relaxed spontaneously.

Having such a junior colleague would surely make anyone feel proud.

The outpouring of emotions continued, and the countdown to the lottery gradually approached zero.

The next moment, the Masters-level groups were arranged one after another in the center of the screen.

Holding their breath, the audience stared intently at the series of avatars that kept popping up.

[Dante vs. Chibana]

[Dragon Crossing vs. Green]

[Ran vs. Daigo]

Glancing over the seemingly coincidental, yet deliberate, groupings, Nan Yin spotted her own name at the very bottom of the list, facing off against her friend from Padiya.

Looking into the distance, through the bustling crowds and dazzling lights, as if by telepathy, a similarly fervent and battle-ready gaze also cuts across the clamor and falls straight upon us.

It was her, of course.

Her long, jet-black hair was tied into a single ponytail, the deep green highlights swaying with her excited movements. She rushed towards the silver-haired girl in the center of the field like a gust of wind. Her speed was so fast that the breeze she created even made the hem of her clothes flutter, and her face was filled with a pure, untroubled smile.

In the blink of an eye, that energetic figure was almost upon her. Without a word, she opened her arms and gave Nan Yin a hug with a whirlwind of energy.

"I knew it! I knew Nan Yin, you could stand here!" The girl's breath brushed against her ear, warm and rapid from running. "When I saw the match list, I almost jumped up with excitement."

"None of us broke our promise back then!"

Seeing this, Korni stomped her foot and immediately stepped forward to gently pull the girl away.

Unfortunately, the fighting girls of the Sara Dojo have not yet been able to complete their lineup, and they narrowly lost on the eve of the round of 16. Now they can only watch as others get closer to their own Nanyin.

"After all this time, your energy remains unchanged."

The intense heat from the distant continent seemed to have affected the girl's emotions, making her equally eager for the upcoming battle.

"Of course, this is the World Championships, and my opponent is you. How can I stay calm? By the way, I even managed to subdue that guy Guleton. Nanyin, you'd better be careful in this match!"

"I'm looking forward to it."

Yes, as mentioned earlier, the World Championships are a quarter-final, and we will face our opponents.

The Eighth Master –

Nemo.

Chapter 287 The Final Four are Revealed