I became the strongest trainer in the Pokémon world

Soon, all the contestants and spectators entered the venue. Reporters followed them into the Murakami Gymnasium. The gymnasium was already packed with people. Natsume even saw someone sitting on the roof of the gymnasium! Although everyone has spirits to protect them now, there will be no safety issues when sitting on it, but wouldn’t it be uncomfortable to sit on a steel bar?

On the way to the reserve seat, Natsume met many fans and supporters. Although Natsume is not a star, his popularity is even greater than that of a star. These people greeted Natsume very enthusiastically, and he responded politely.

Arriving at the Chinese team's reserve, Natsume was stunned. Is this the enthusiasm of his compatriots? He didn't have time to eat breakfast in the morning because of time constraints. Now seeing the scene in front of him, Natsume regretted eating last night. All kinds of snacks and food filled the table, and there were all kinds of food for people and elves. In addition, there were many gifts for Natsume. There were small notes attached to each gift and food, with various words of encouragement written on them.

"Come on, Natsume, ride the wind and waves!"

"We've already won eight games in a row. Are you still far from winning nine games in a row? You're the best!"

……

Looking at these various encouraging words, Natsume was deeply moved. Although he certainly couldn't finish the food, he could save these notes. When he got old, looking at these notes would be like reviewing medals. However, many years later, Natsume felt a little regretful when looking at the notes he had collected. Because these notes that encouraged him actually occupied his entire room! These were just notes...

When Natsume received the note, he also noticed something unexpected.

It turned out to be pancakes wrapped with green onions! ?

"Awesome, my country!"

Natsume picked up the still steaming pancake wrapped with green onions, full of surprise.

It was possible for this person to eat hot pancakes wrapped with green onions in a foreign country. He must have some magical powers.

Faced with the enthusiasm of fans and admirers, Natsume chose to enjoy it to the fullest.

He opened his mouth wide and stuffed most of the pancake into his mouth.

Take one bite.

Someone had been taking pictures of Natsume, and when he saw this scene, he immediately pressed the shutter.

Before Natsume realized it, the moment of eating the pancake wrapped with green onions had been captured on camera and quickly became an internet sensation!

The photos quickly spread on the domestic Internet.

In less than an hour, emojis were flying everywhere.

Natsume himself didn't expect that just eating a pancake wrapped with green onions would become so popular on the Internet.

And it's extremely popular.

"Dear audience friends, today will be the last day of the Asian qualifying round."

"Today will decide who will be the champion of Asia!"

"Now let's take a look at the contestants."

"The Japanese team..."

Since it was the last day of the competition, the process was quite formal.

The host Hua Jianye Mei introduced the teams from various countries again step by step.

"And the most surprising national team in this competition, Team **..."

After introducing the ** team, the camera turned to the **'s preparation area.

"..."

Huajianyemei suddenly felt at a loss for words.

Although she was not a commentator, as a host, she felt embarrassed to see such a scene under such circumstances.

Natsume was seen sitting alone in the preparation area of ​​the **, surrounded by food, drinks and various gifts.

The contestant Natsume didn't look nervous at all. Instead, he was leisurely choosing among the food.

Oh my god! We are in a competition! Can we be a little nervous?

Hanajian Yemei cried out loudly in her heart.

"Ahem~ It seems that our Natsume did a lot of preparation yesterday. He even came here without having breakfast today."

Hanano Mei said awkwardly.

When the Japanese team saw the scene on camera, they laughed with disdain.

It would have been fine if he didn't prepare before the game, but he actually had the mood to eat.

"Natsume, camera!"

An admirer who was closer to Natsume saw Natsume in the camera and couldn't help but remind him.

Natsume heard someone talking and looked around, and found that many cameras were pointed at him.

He waved at the camera awkwardly, and the bun in his hand was particularly conspicuous.

"Now, please invite the two countries' teams to play in the first match..."

The game has started, but today's schedule seems to have been adjusted.

Natsume's match with the Japanese team was deliberately scheduled for the last.

Because Natsume was familiar with these opponents and had fought against them before, he didn't care much.

So Natsume ate and drank while opening the gifts out of boredom.

Occasionally, fans or admirers would come up to say hello, and Natsume would kindly offer them various foods.

It can be said that in the entire arena, only the ** division is as relaxed as Natsume, no other.

unique!

One exciting match after another.

The food is decreasing little by little.

And Natsume's competition is coming soon...

Because today is the last day of the competition, athletes from every country are in high spirits and are giving their all.

So the game lasted longer than usual.

By noon, the game was less than two-thirds complete.

Natsume was bored and sat in the preparation area playing with his phone. He felt a little speechless when he saw his photos going viral in the country.

I was just eating the bread with gusto, so how did it get photographed and posted online?

What made him even more speechless was that netizens actually made it into emoticons!

After chatting with domestic netizens for a while, it was finally Natsume's turn to play.

While waiting, Natsume did feel a little bored.

"Next, please invite Team ** and Team Island to enter!"

Natsume put away his phone and walked slowly towards the competition venue.

The island team also entered the stadium.

But their faces were filled with confidence, as if the championship was already in their pocket.

Although the island team only has five members, each of them has very strong Pokémon.

Whether in competition or other aspects, the island team always focuses on excellence rather than quantity.

"Natsume, I hope you don't lose too badly later. It would be best if you can hold on until I make a move."

Fujiwara Toru looked at Natsume with disdain and said.

It is simply a fantasy to think that a single Pokémon can defeat four elite trainers.

Fujiwara Ying didn't believe that Natsume could hold on until he could play.

"Don't worry, I've never lost badly."

Natsume smiled softly and said.

What a joke! He worked so hard these six days just to deal a heavy blow to the island team.

The first player from the island team came on stage. He was a short and fat guy.

The fat on his face swayed with every step, making him look like a walking piece of pork belly.

The guy narrowed his eyes and smiled obscenely.

Natsume was stared at by him, feeling as if he was being coveted, and a chill ran down his spine.

“Is this guy gay?”

Natsume pondered secretly.

The fat guy looked at Natsume for a few seconds, then released his first Pokémon.

That Pokémon is Swamplord.

The Swamp King appeared, looking non-aggressive and of a very gentle disposition.

However, Natsume did not underestimate his opponent.

After all, to underestimate the enemy is to give up on yourself.

This Swamplord is level 56, also a king-level Pokémon.

But Natsume really doesn't understand why this guy wants to train the Swamp King.

To be honest, Swamplord's combat power is only average among Pokémon.

Especially in this kind of world-class competition, very few people use Swamp King.

"Natsume, release your Pokémon."

The fat man stared at Natsume with his small eyes.

"If you want to see it so much, then let it come out."

Natsume said as he took out the Snow Moth's Poké Ball.