I became the strongest trainer in the Pokémon world

"Crack!"

"Wow, so cool, both the idol and Jeraora are so handsome!"

Xue Ting took out her cell phone and took a photo of the scene with excitement. Ling's eyes were also twinkling with stars.

“Master, that’s amazing!”

If Natsume didn't have a strong mental state, he would probably be ashamed to death at this moment.

It turns out that living longer does have benefits.

At least Natsume was able to continue his passionate training with Jaraora without batting an eyelid.

At this time, Chiyou's attack on the Sky-Splitting Conference had not yet been completely resolved.

For example, the final of the national competition was postponed for two days.

In addition, many of Chi You's strongholds were destroyed in one fell swoop by the alliance's most powerful Twelve Zodiac Heavenly Kings!

Many noble families and capitalists were also destroyed!

It should be noted that the Twelve Zodiac Kings are not public kings.

They are secretly cultivated by the league and national institutions. They neither participate in any competition nor are exposed to the public. They are secret weapons!

Compared to the public kings, the strength of the Twelve Zodiac Kings is only stronger, not weaker!

Natsume learned this from Tinali.

This shows how deeply these twelve zodiac signs are hidden.

Simply put, a storm was stirred up both overtly and covertly.

Because this time Chi You really went too far!

The alliance could tolerate Chiyou gaining a foothold in the capital, but would never allow them to cross the line.

The rats in the sewers stay in the sewers, so the people above naturally won't cause trouble for themselves.

We can only take it slowly and try not to affect ordinary people.

But what if a rat wants to walk on the street?

Haha, if the Creator Alpaca came to destroy the world tomorrow, it would be even more ridiculous than this joke.

Two days later.

The hotel's training room.

"Jeraora, move at high speed!"

On the extra-long runway filled with obstacles, Natsume shouted orders.

"Ow!"

Only a low roar was heard, and the golden figure instantly turned into a blue lightning!

……

In just two seconds, Jeraora overcame all difficulties and stopped steadily at the finish line.

"That's a pretty good result. Even for a top-level Pokémon, the fastest time is five seconds."

"but……"

Looking at Jeraora's performance, Natsume smiled faintly: "Sure enough, the golden lightning suits you better, right?"

That’s right, golden lightning is more suitable for Jaraora than blue thunder.

This isn't golden lightning that anyone can ride like Pikachu.

This is the golden lightning that appears when the power of lightning is further enhanced in the bound form.

“Ouch!”

There was a brilliant golden electric current in Jeraora's palm. She nodded firmly, and then shook her head.

Although this golden thunder is very suitable for Jeraora, it is after all a product of bond evolution.

There are still many restrictions when using it under normal conditions.

Even with the bond evolution, it is difficult for Jeraora to perform the Lightning Battle Form after using Golden Lightning.

This is almost an extreme balance, completely abandoning the defensive fighting style.

"Okay, let's go. The finals will start soon, so we can't use up too much energy."

Natsume put away his messy thoughts and took out Jeraora's Poké Ball.

Even without Natsume's help, Jeraora can enter and exit the Poké Ball freely.

After pulling Ling out of bed and solving the breakfast problem, Natsume was taken to the competition venue by a female driver.

Unlike any previous performance, the number of spectators on site alone exceeded 10,000!

Tens of thousands of spectators cheered for the two of them. Those who have not stood on this stage cannot understand that feeling!

Excited, excited, blood boiling...

If it were someone with a weaker endurance, they would probably suffer a cardiac arrest on the spot!

However, Natsume's opponent Zhou Long did not show any abnormality and came to Natsume with a smile on his face.

Seeing that Natsume was also calm, Zhou Long said in surprise: "I thought you would be nervous. Even if you are not nervous, it would be nice to have some reaction."

Zhou Long was indifferent because he had participated in countless competitions.

Moreover, he was born into an upper-class family, had seen countless big scenes, and had already developed a strong heart!

But Natsume's situation is completely the opposite.

He came from an ordinary family that could be considered well-off, and the only competition he participated in was the Talented Newbie Competition for Rich Families.

He was able to remain calm in this situation. If it were someone else, they would probably react the same way as Zhou Long.

"Ha~ What reaction do you want to see from me?"

Yawning, Natsume asked with a cold look.

He just keenly realized that this guy Zhou Long must have wanted to see him make a fool of himself!

And it is the kind of ugly behavior that can be called a black history and will never be forgotten in a lifetime!

“Tsk!”

Seeing that his intention was discovered, Zhou Long immediately let out a disappointed sound.

"Do you want to experience the beatings of society?"

Natsume asked calmly, veins popping up on his forehead.

Well, if his right eye hadn't turned red.

To be honest, Zhou Long couldn't help but feel a tingling sensation on his scalp just by being stared at by Natsume's right eye.

It was like being stared at by the blood-red, bloodthirsty eyes of some monster!

And it is a hunter at the top of the food chain!

"Sure enough, you are different. It seems that defeating Situ Kong was the right decision!"

However, Zhou Long was not timid, instead he showed a fanatical smile: "Let me reveal a little, I have six king-level elves in my hand!"

"Even if you send out that Vulcan Moth, victory is not certain!!"

Hearing Zhou Long's words, even Natsume couldn't help but be secretly shocked.

Is this guy cheating?

In the national competition, there are actually six elves that are all king-level!

Even if we look back at previous national competitions, Zhou Long's situation is extremely rare and there are only a handful of exceptions!

"Maybe, but I don't think I'll lose!"

Natsume glanced at the back of his left hand and smiled meaningfully.

From Zhou Long's perspective, the black glove on Natsume's right hand looked like metal and there was nothing special about it.

In addition to the cool style, the Poké Ball embedded on the back of the hand is particularly eye-catching.

And that Poké Ball...

Zhou Long narrowed his eyes. It was the first time he saw a white and gold Poké Ball.

Its texture does not look ordinary, but rather like a work of art.

Well, actually this is a special item that Natsume got from the system store.

Portable Elf Therapy Device!

This Poké Ball can be disassembled, and once it is filled with solar energy, it can produce quite significant healing effects.

Although the effect on Mewtwo is not satisfactory, even a Pokémon of the level of Vulcan Moth can recover from its injuries quickly.

The effect is almost equivalent to carrying a Pokémon Center with you!

With such magical effects and portability, the price is naturally not cheap.

Even with the discount, Natsume spent almost all his assets, including the dividends from the studio.

Apart from the one million yuan for living, Natsume became a pauper again in front of the system store.