I became the strongest trainer in the Pokémon world

As the Poké Ball was opened, a king-level aura instantly enveloped the entire venue! It was a wind speed dog with three scars on its left eye. Although it was not as powerful as imagined, its level was about 52. However, what really attracted Natsume's attention was the sharp aura of the wind speed dog! Just being stared at by the wind speed dog, Natsume felt as if the tip of a knife was pressed against his skin! There was no doubt that this was a powerful Pokémon that had experienced life and death battles.

Unlike the Pokémon that fight for survival in the wild, and also different from the Pokémon trained by trainers who become stronger for specific goals, it is a survivor of the battlefield, a strong man who has experienced countless horrific vicissitudes and danced with death!

Natsume's original boredom and sleepiness disappeared, replaced by a serious expression.

"Instructor, please give me your guidance." He walked to the instructor and Windy Dog, his right eye flashing a scarlet light, and his tone was steady and calm.

The next moment, a golden figure appeared in the center of the venue. After a month of settling, this was a Pokémon that had also reached level 52 and fully utilized the Electric Beads. It was like a reborn Pokémon - Natsume's signature Pokémon, Zeraora!

"Roar!" Zeraora's sharp vertical pupils stared at Arcanine, and she was full of fighting spirit as soon as she appeared on the stage. A month of precipitation made Zeraora stronger and her foundation more solid, but it also made her eager to test her results through battle!

"Move at high speed!" Almost at the same time, Natsume and the instructor gave orders under the gaze of all the students.

Arcanine turned into a red afterimage, while Zeraora turned into blue lightning. "Jet flames!" The instructor did not give any complicated instructions, but simply called out the name of a move. Arcanine found the right moment, predicted Zeraora's position in advance, and launched an attack!

"Dodge into the air, and then - Chidori behind you!" Natsume calmly put one hand in his pocket and gave the order. Zeraora did not hesitate and followed Natsume's instructions. She jumped up to avoid the blazing jet of flames, and then the sound like a chirping of a thousand birds rang in the ears of many students.

The freshmen were confused, and the seniors were shocked. Zeraora's move, which seemed to give the enemy a chance, actually hit Arcanine's waist accurately!

Seeing this scene, the instructor's originally stiff face finally showed some fluctuations, and he said: "If you lose the bet, you have already lost more than half." Because Zeraora exposed his back and only attacked the air.

"But there are no ifs in the world. Every step you take is visible to me!" Natsume's right eye was bright red, and he said calmly. Facing this cold and hard military instructor, Natsume looked straight at him without flinching. Their eyes met, as if sparks were flashing between them.

"Is he really worthy of being the champion of the national competition? He's truly a fierce dragon!" said a senior with a wry smile, a hint of confusion on his face.

"Humph, maybe his reputation as the 'Son of God' is not undeserved, but a powerful dragon can never defeat a local snake!" Another senior student snorted coldly, staring at Natsume and said...

Many of the female seniors blushed, obviously fascinated by Natsume.

"I wonder what kind of person Natsume-kun likes? Does he already have a girlfriend?"

"Even if he has a girlfriend, I'll grab her. Such a handsome, strong and young junior is one of a kind!"

"I don't know, if Natsume-san can show an innocent expression like a puppy, it will be so funny, I'm really looking forward to it..."

Well, I have to admit that these seniors might be more dangerous than the juniors.

However, Natsume was completely focused on the battle scene.

"Spray flames!"

"Fire Vortex!"

"A flash of lightning!"

……

The instructor never gave any orders, but just kept reading out the names of the moves.

But Arcanine seemed to be in tune with the instructor, and every attack was extremely deadly!

"Ten o'clock direction, get out of the way."

"Now, keep your distance, Indra's Arrow!"

"Chidori!"

Faced with the instructor's fierce attack, Natsume did not show any weakness.

Although not as exaggerated as the instructor, Zeraora was not at a disadvantage.

Under Natsume's command, Zeraora even gradually gained the upper hand!

In less than five minutes, Windspeed was already panting and covered with wounds.

Although Zeraora was a little out of breath, he was generally unharmed!

At this moment, many freshmen who had once been dissatisfied with Natsume finally understood the meaning of "Son of God"!

Even though they were of similar age, they couldn't even handle a Pidgeot.

But Natsume can make the instructor who has given his all face defeat!

At least in the eyes of 99% of people, there is no hope for Arcanine to turn the tables.

This 99% includes not only students, but also teachers who are attracted by this fierce battle!

"Do you want to continue?"

Natsume stood opposite the instructor. His tall and straight figure and the red light in his right eye gave people a huge sense of oppression.

If it were anyone else, they would have already admitted defeat and surrendered.

But the instructor's expression remained calm, and he said in a cold tone: "On the battlefield, showing your trump card means close to death. Natsume-san, let me show you... the king's domain in the army!"

As the instructor finished speaking, Arcanine, which was about to be completely defeated, let out a sound similar to the howl of a wolf!

The next moment, Windspeed's hair grew longer and its body became more muscular!

Even the teeth and claws have become sharper!

"Is this... overdraft? Draining most of the physical strength in a short period of time, similar to the way adrenaline is stimulated!"

Watching the transformation of the Wind Speed ​​Dog, Natsume widened his right eye and muttered to himself.

This method reminded Natsume of a skill he had imagined - One Sword Shura!

Compress a day into one minute, and become an invincible Shura within this minute!

Although the situation with the speed dog is far less dramatic, there may also be serious sequelae.

But Natsume did see the shadow of Ittoshura in it!

"You saw through it so quickly. You are worthy of being the Son of God of Pokémon. Then, show us your full strength!"

The instructor was slightly surprised, but quickly regained his composure and spoke.

He just owed the school a favor, so he came to teach Natsume a lesson.

In fact, having a king-level Pokémon in the army is equivalent to the king of soldiers in urban novels...

Not to mention that this is a private school. Even if it were any other school, it would be impossible to find a top soldier to be the military training instructor for freshmen.

"Alas, if I don't give it my all, I'm sure I'll be ruthlessly crushed by Arcanine, right?"

"Jeraora, you can be fearless now!"

Natsume nodded to Jeraora with his crimson eyes and a cold smile.

After keeping a safe distance from Arcanine, Jeraora, with blue lightning wrapped around her body, instantly transformed into a Super Saiyan.