Aspiring to become a Pokémon trainer

However, the girl was not moved by this. She had already gradually adapted to and become accustomed to the children's dependence on her day and night.

Often, this is a lovely scene, but sometimes, dependence and independence are separated by a single thought. As trainers, we must not only nurture them, but also teach them.

She lowered her hand and lightly tapped the wooden door in front of her with her knuckles. With a soft hum, Nan Yin immediately knew that the other party had agreed.

Upon entering, a magnificent scene unfolded before my eyes.

Leaning against the dragon's neck, the beautiful woman, with half of her golden hair hanging down, casually flipped through the papers with words written on them, her dark eyelashes furrowed.

"Bamboo orchid."

Calling out her friend's name, she gathered her skirt, bent her knees, and sat down next to the sea hare beast that was watching quietly.

"Ah."

Zhu Lan closed the morning newspaper tightly, covered her lips and nose, and yawned slightly.

Ignoring Nan Yin's gaze, she stretched out her body again, letting her beautiful breasts and waist form a pleasant sight.

Letting go of airs and willingly revealing a lazy demeanor—that's where trust lies.

Do you know what these morning papers reported?

Recalling what she had just browsed, Zhu Lan couldn't help but chuckle.

"Appreciate further details."

"Although the title is sensational, the villagers simply cured the Samantabhadra and brought them back to the temple."

Without any unnecessary embellishment, the beautiful woman stopped speaking at just the right moment, leaving herself some time to think.

"Are you trying to settle this peacefully?"

"What do you think?"

Zhu Lan handed the newspaper to Nan Yin, carefully observing the rise and fall of the girl's eyebrows and eyes.

“I think it’s probably because the Hidden Face Ritual is about to begin. Even though Egui Pong and I defeated Baoban in front of everyone and destroyed the shrine and the main hall, they don’t want to cause a scandal at this moment.”

In order to ensure that the masked-face ceremony could be held normally and that the publicity and benefits could be realized, these villagers would rather swallow their anger and continue to worship Baoban in order to suppress the incident.

The meaning of the words and pictures is nothing more than this, but can the current face-covering festival really continue normally?

By tightly closing the paper, Nanyin music had already developed its own standards.

--impossible.

The various reactions taken by Beishang Township are no different from burying one's head in the sand. Even if the administrators can restrain the villagers' voices, the eyes and ears of the tourists will still spread the ugly scene of that day and amplify the bad influence.

To be honest, if the villagers were not swayed by greed and threatened with death, they could still act as if nothing had happened and hold the face-covering ceremony as usual.

But they relied on their power and influence, attempting to use public opinion to coerce the girl and possess the little devil who had been drowned by prejudice.

Nan Yin is not the heroic figure who champions justice in many stories; all she has done so far is protect herself and uphold her principles, working diligently and practically.

When the ignorant villagers began to boast and loudly proclaim the heroic story of Beishang Township the moment they saw Baoban recover, Nanyin had already foreseen the current situation.

The wickedness of those companions' indulgence in lust is undoubtedly vastly different from the legends. Even without her existence, people would gradually see their true nature and confirm the discrepancy between the legends and reality.

In this way, all the propaganda made by Beishang Township will be classified as false and turn into a negative impact.

Without any pity, since those villagers love the legend of the Three-Handed Pokémon so much, let them be bound to that Pokémon forever.

Things have developed to this point, which is mostly the other party's own fault. Nan Yin will not pay attention to it and will only focus on the people and things that are worth cherishing in front of her.

As she had asked before, she decided to remake the mask for the evil spirit herself. This was not only a pursuit of skill, but also a way to give back to the little evil spirit's feelings, and to completely sever its ties with this place, so that it could forget its lonely and hopeless memories of the past.

Lost in thought, the beautiful woman echoed the girl's explanation.

“That makes sense. However, we’ll probably have to wait a while longer for the Phadoia Crystal Pearl.”

Apology was not the main theme of the sentence. Without focusing on the preface, Zhu Lan gently patted Di Long's shoulder and neck, straightened her back, and looked directly at the girl.

"Since it's a rare moment of leisure, not only for you but also for me who's currently busy with work, why not find some time for relaxation?"

Recalling the former's composed command and awe-inspiring figure who single-handedly fought against many, a certain thought buried deep in the beauty's heart was burning brightly.

Outstanding appearance is one aspect, heroic demeanor in battle is another, but the tacit understanding between them is of utmost importance. It can be said that over the years, apart from Karuni, very few people have been able to satisfy their appetites at the same time.

The upturned lips conveyed a fighting spirit, an undisguised fighting spirit.

"I really like a saying that has been widely circulated among young trainers in recent years."

With her hands tucked into the outer pockets of her trench coat, she raised her gaze to the same level as Nan Yin, issuing her challenge from the same height, looking at Nan Yin's delicate features and the girl's calm and composed expression.

Then, the Sinnoh female champion spoke up again.

"The moment trainers make eye contact is the signal that the battle has begun."

Chapter 116 We will win.

A champion, a mountain peak standing at the summit.

Gazing at the blonde beauty, at her delicate features and graceful figure, Nan Yin's heart pounded with emotion, and she silently asked herself a question.

Should I accept this challenge?

In terms of the little animals' growth alone, this is undoubtedly a summary of a stage, putting into practice what they have been practicing day and night, and deepening their understanding.

Perhaps it seems a bit arrogant, perhaps it's overestimating one's abilities, but when the summit comes to greet you, how can you refuse?

If we are to test ourselves, then we should regard the most magnificent mountains and rivers as our benchmarks, to be matched with or even surpassed. If we harbor the ambition to reach the summit and are determined to advance alongside them, how can we lack the fighting spirit?

Whether it's battle experience or the level of her Pokémon mastery, Cynthia has reached near perfection. But it is precisely because of this fundamental strength that Nan Yin can see clearly where she is at the foot of the mountain and determine the direction for her future efforts.

With her mind at ease, the white-haired girl smiled smugly and opened her lips again.

"it is good."

These few words, however, send a clear signal—fearlessness.

"Buyi!"

Ignoring the obvious difference in altitude, Sylveon also raised its little face, showing its fangs to the mighty earth dragon, and roared out an incomparably high-pitched sound.

The fairy's ripples surged, and the Garchomp, with its blades raised, involuntarily lowered its head, as if it were born with a fear of this power.

Startled and enraged by the trembling of its body, the earth dragon abandoned its earlier arrogance and was filled with even stronger fighting spirit.

What does innate fear matter? It has fought countless battles, shedding its old shell amidst numerous wounds, and has accompanied the beautiful woman for a long time, climbing the mountain peak together and treading through countless hardships together.

Even if it comes late and is not easy, once you achieve it, you can roam freely and have complete freedom.

"Since you, Zhulan, have issued the challenge on my behalf, then I will decide the rules of the battle first."

They took the initiative to speak out, taking turns to speak out.

The progression of the battle was inevitable, and with this in mind, Nan Yin naturally wanted to make the most of every advantage she had.

There was no need to raise their eyebrows; their figures were similar, and even though their seniority differed, there was no clear distinction in their auras.

"Please give me some advice."

Hearing the girl's outburst and responding to the fighting spirit in her heart, Zhu Lan stretched her dark eyelashes and bowed in greeting.

She was looking forward to Nan Yin's next words and actions. Since they met, this girl had given her endless surprises, and the battle was a clash that could discard all impurities and reveal everything.

Only the glazed lips parted slightly, and the friend spoke.

"Three-on-three singles, no restrictions on items or the battle system, everything—"

"Keep it simple."

His tone was neither clear nor cloying, like thin ice on a summer day, yet everyone could feel the weight of his words.

The rules weren't decided arbitrarily by the girl; given the current state of the little beasts, a full-scale battle was still too early for her. Her existing fighting strength wasn't abundant, and she had to effectively utilize her advantages.

Three-on-three singles is extremely fair to everyone. It allows for the application of one's own insights during team rotations and tests the Pokémon's own abilities.

"Nice suggestion."

They were also quite satisfied with this rule, as the more streamlined and pure the battle, the more the elite individual skills of Zhulan could be brought into play.

Having said all they needed to say, they stepped out of the porch, crossed the courtyard, and stopped only at a secluded wasteland.

However, drawn by the commotion, both Kerni and the Danyu siblings secretly followed behind, trying to peek into the battle between the two.

Ignoring the opinions of others, at this moment, they stood firmly on either side, their eyes fixed only on each other.

Without any verbal exchange, the brewing fighting spirit was completely settled the moment their eyes met.

A colossal dragon, its scales gleaming and bone spikes trembling, its eyes bloodshot, crossed its two scythes, poised to strike. Before it, a small, low-lying beast firmly planted its feet on the ground, sensing the changing environment through the undulations of its ribbons.

In strikingly similar fashion, both players chose their initial partners as their vanguards for battle: Garchomp and Sylveon.

There was no opening monologue; the moment the foot was firmly planted, the majestic earth dragon stomped heavily on the ground, stirring up layers of horizontal waves, and turning each step into a boost to the advancing offensive.

Poisoning.

The difference in their positions was erased in an instant, and the aura of corruption and decay only clung to them the moment the scythe fell.

Instead of being alarmed by the earth dragon's approach, the girl had already given Eevee a precognitive signal long before her muscles twitched and her bones propelled forward.

Keep it.

Using the ribbon to pull the ground, she leaned back and narrowly avoided the vertical slash of the poisoned blade. Taking advantage of the brief moment of airtime, the pinkish-white beast gathered energy, attempting to defeat the former's slow and unresponsive attack.

However, as Garchomp missed its attack, it twisted its shoulders and waist, shifting its offensive momentum, and crashed into Sylveon, who was in mid-air—a swift reaction.

Iron head.

It doesn't adhere to the specific meaning of the moves; the metallic luster is focused on the front half of the earth dragon's body, and seeing this giant beast crushing its shell is like seeing a high mountain crashing head-on into oneself.

We marvel at this terrifying power and applaud its instantaneous burst; the speed and ferocity of the technique are perfectly demonstrated here.

Given the strength of Steel against Fairy and the difference in durability between Garchomp and Eevee, this move is destined to be difficult to take.

Fortunately, both Nanyin and Yibu have absolute confidence in themselves.

Using the ribbon to pull on a nearby branch, he swung his body out of the center of the attack. Despite the raging wind, he failed to hit the swift little beast.

Admittedly, it is not superior in terms of strength and speed, but it has the transcendent senses given by a young girl and ribbons that are almost as agile as limbs.

Utilizing one's own inherent resources is essential for strength, while leveraging the support of the environment determines the level of achievement.

Capturing the urge to flex the muscles, meticulously pursuing the force, each move tightly linked to the next, the alternation of offense and defense flowing like an uninterrupted stream, actually made the three onlookers sweat profusely and feel tense just by watching.

"This is the level of a Sinnoh champion, and Nanon is able to keep up effortlessly and even counterattack..."

Knowing she could never match her friend's composure, Korne's pent-up emotions grew heavier.

With another powerful stomp, Garchomp lunged forward, but Eevee leaped up early, avoiding the force of the impact.

However, the earthquake-like tremor was merely the prelude to the attack. Several sharp rock peaks then rose from the ground, intentionally blocking the little beast's space to maneuver.

Only when Eevee is exhausted from running around among the craggy rocks will the enormous earth dragon be able to create a sandstorm and hide its sight in the dust and smoke.

All that could be seen was a pair of red eyes tearing open the grime, and a dark shadow breaking through the dust, taking advantage of the moment when the former had lost its old strength, it came from afar and once again slashed down the deadly poisoned blade.

However, a clear, resounding ring echoed across the wasteland like a great bell, signifying that the previous attack had been fruitless.

The poisonous blade of corruption could not corrode the dense steel, and the radiance of the fairy could thwart the mighty dragon's power.

Replacing Eevee with a mechanical doll is a perfect combination of Steel and Fairy—

Maya.

Chapter 117 A draw? Victory!

After its attack failed, the enormous earth dragon immediately disappeared into the sand and dust, vanishing from everyone's sight.

This was not a cowardly act, but rather an attempt to find the right opportunity to deliver the final blow and end the battle.

Instead of being discouraged by the setback in her offensive, the blonde woman calmed herself down and recalled the brief exchange that had just taken place.

As if anticipating its opponent's moves, whenever Garchomp closes in, whether it swings its arm to slash down with a poisonous blade or stomps the earth to create rocky peaks, Sylveon can always dodge and weave perfectly to avoid the lightning-fast combos.

Should we read it first?

No, reading ahead is merely a prediction of the course of the battle. Admittedly, it can change the initiative and passivity in rotation and joint defense, but Xiaoshou's excellent body control and meticulous movements are the actual implementation.