Everyone else is a trainer, but you are a swordsman?

The middle-aged uncle's family was not wealthy when he was a child. His father encountered a mining accident while mining in the Kalu Tunnel and never returned.

His mother raised him while doing odd jobs, but due to overwork she died when he was twelve, leaving him only a modest fortune.

The middle-aged uncle at that time, oh no, should be called a teenager.

The young man was not like his father who was willing to go mining, nor was he willing to follow in his mother's footsteps, working hard all day long only to get a meager salary to get by.

The boy likes to watch TV in his spare time. The various competitions held by the league on TV always attract him.

On the field, the contestants showed off their skills and launched a series of exciting competitions. The final champion held the trophy and enjoyed the admiration of the crowd amid thunderous cheers.

Not only that, Gym Leaders, the Four Heavenly Kings, and League Champions often appear on TV. Every time they appear on stage, they will draw rounds of applause and gain the admiring gazes of countless people.

The young man was deeply shocked by this scene, his inner blood was completely ignited, and he was full of infinite yearning for this kind of life.

However, when he arrived at the breeding house full of expectations, he was hit hard by the cruel reality - the property left to him by his parents was not enough to buy and train even one Pokémon!

Feeling lost, he decided to try his luck deep in the Kaluu Tunnel. After all, he had heard that some trainers had successfully captured high-caliber Pokémon there.

But the young and ignorant boy discovered that the dangers in the tunnel far exceeded his expectations, and since there were no Pokémon by his side, any hostile Pokémon could easily take his life.

Fortunately, the boy was very lucky and did not encounter any fatal danger along the way. Perhaps it was because the Pokémon inside thought he was too weak and did not bother to pay any attention to him.

Not long after, the boy spotted a small, scarred, fallen stone ahead. It looked as if it had been defeated in a fight within its tribe and expelled.

The boy was overjoyed and immediately threw out the Poké Ball he had prepared long ago, successfully capturing the little Geodude.

While receiving treatment at the Pokémon Center, Geodude gradually regained consciousness and learned that it was the boy who saved his life.

Geodude felt grateful to the brave and kind boy, and since he had no home to return to, he decided to accept the boy as his trainer.

At this time, the award ceremony of the Hoenn Caiyou Conference was being broadcast on the TV screen of the Pokémon Center.

In the image, a high-spirited young man stood firmly on the podium, holding a glittering golden trophy. Beside him, a massive, mighty Alola form of Rhydon stood silently.

The boy looked at the championship on the TV screen, his eyes burning like flames.

He clenched his fists tightly, as if making a firm decision. Then he turned to look at Geodude beside him, pointed at the TV, and said in a resounding voice, "Geodude, we will become champions just like them! Stand there and receive everyone's cheers and applause!"

Geodude gazed at the imposing yet somewhat peculiar creature on the TV screen, a look of deep longing in its eyes. After hearing the boy's words, it nodded emphatically, expressing its willingness to fight alongside him and pursue their dreams together.

At this moment, the boy looked like a dazzling sun in its eyes, emitting a dazzling light.

There was light in his eyes and a dream in his heart, as if the whole world was singing for his determination and cheering him on.

At this moment, an indescribable tacit understanding and bond has been initially established between the boy and Geodude. They will work together and bravely embark on their own journey to become champions.

Soon after, they faced their first battle in the wild.

A big, relentless wolfhound blocked their way, barking fiercely with a look on its face.

Because of its slow speed, Geodude was constantly being kited by the monster, leaving it covered in wounds. However, Geodude's eyes were still full of fighting spirit, and he didn't waver in the slightest despite the unfavorable situation.

It looked back at the boy, as if to show its determination.

The boy immediately understood what it meant, and with a fierce determination, he shouted, "Fistful of Rocks, go ahead, use Shatter!"

……

Thirty years later.

The "boy" who has entered middle age, after a brief moment of daze, once again understood Longlongyan's determination.

"Rumble Rock, come on, use Big Bang!"

At this moment, the boy from thirty years ago and the middle-aged uncle today seemed to overlap. The boy's ardent dream was like a blazing torch, igniting the middle-aged uncle's long-dormant heart.

Youth, dreams, passion, everything seems to be back, that young man is back!

The middle-aged man's eyes were filled with light and fighting spirit again. He clenched his fists tightly and his body was shaking with excitement.

If life didn’t force them, who would be willing to give up their dreams?

Do not!

Even if life forces me to do so, I will not give up my dream!

The passion and tenacity of the middle-aged man and Rhydon infected the surrounding trainers and the audience in front of the screen. People hoped that they could create a miracle and turn the tide to tie the game in despair.

"come on!"

"Down with them!"

Some people were even cheering for them. Isn’t passion and hard work the charm of the game?

Rhydon charged towards Gyarados, his body illuminating with white light. However, Rhydon, about to self-destruct, showed no fear or pain on his face; instead, he smiled.

It was happy that the trainers had returned, and it was delighted by their youth and dreams.

Even though they have experienced countless hardships and wasted many years, they are still on the road to pursuing their dreams!

As the white light grew stronger, people's eyes seemed to be unable to open, as if an attack that could destroy everything exploded in front of Gyarados.

Just as the audience was admiring and reveling in this wonderful comeback, a calm voice suddenly broke the atmosphere, like a basin of cold water extinguishing a burning flame.

"Gyarados, hold on."

The white light faded, and Rhydon lost his ability to fight and fell into a large pit on the ground. Beside him, Gyarados was unharmed, wagging his tail and looking down at him, as if to say: What a pity, I was only a hundred million points away from losing.

"Rhydon can't fight, Gyarados wins!" the referee announced the result of the match.

The middle-aged man's expression froze. The sudden defeat on the verge of a comeback was like an arrow piercing his heart, leaving him somewhat unable to accept it. However, he quickly ran over to heal Rhydon's injuries and then took it back.

At this time, the referee suddenly said, "Don't leave yet. Go to the staff and pay the fine for damaging the field."

"Swoosh", the referee's words seemed like another arrow piercing his heart, and the uncle suddenly felt his heart chilled.