Pokémon: All About the Breeding House

Chapter 398 The Lily of the Valley Tournament: Darkrai vs. Heatran (5k)

"Is today's competition the quarterfinals, or the semifinals?"

Daigo, cracking sunflower seeds, asked the person standing by the fence about the dialect.

"That's right."

Fang Yan hummed in agreement, then looked down at the schedule that Wu Song had sent him.

"Let me see, today's match schedule is... Huh? Shigeru and Shinji are facing off? So soon?"

Fang Yan looked at the schedule for the third match on her phone, where Xiao Mao and Shinji's profile pictures were flashing.

"I thought we'd only meet in the semifinals, but we've already?"

Fang Yan couldn't help but squint his eyes.

"Are Shinji and Shigeru going to fight?"

Shana sat on the chair, swinging her short legs. Tomoyo had sewn a pocket into the front of her clothes, just like Doraemon's pocket, which was filled with sunflower seeds. She cracked sunflower seeds while swinging her short legs and asking questions in dialect.

"That's right, they ran into each other today."

Fang Yan's face showed no worry about one of them being eliminated; instead, it was filled with anticipation of seeing the fun unfold.

"Ex" vs. "Current"?

Who wouldn't want to watch? Tell me, who among Pokémon fans wouldn't want to watch?!

Anyway, Fang Yan felt that she couldn't resist this temptation.

"Does that mean only one of them can advance?"

Fang Yan turned to look at Shana and nodded. "That's right, little Shana, who are you more looking forward to advancing?"

Upon hearing the question in dialect, Shana raised her chin, thought for a moment, and then said, "I feel that anyone is fine."

Whom are you more looking forward to seeing?

"We're all looking forward to it."

"Choose one."

"I won't choose."

"You have to choose one."

"Sister Cynthia, Uncle is forcing the children!"

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"Um?"

The sound of high heels rang out, and Cynthia's icy voice reached Fang Yan's ears, making him shiver.

"You—you've come?"

Fang Yan turned his head and looked at Cynthia with a smile.

Cynthia glanced at Fang Yan, then walked to her seat and sat down, gesturing for Shana to sit on her lap.

"Next time he pressures you, just punch him."

Cynthia said it casually.

Fang Yan recalled the Super Armored Rhino that had been punched to the ground by Shana —

That punch might hurt a bit.

Thinking of this, he looked at Shana and found that Shana was raising her fist and gesturing to him.

The significance of the threat in their eyes is self-evident.

This little girl, where did she learn all this from? Now she's full of bad ideas, even tattling on others.

It must be that chubby kid again. He doesn't teach children anything good, only bad things.

He looked at Gengar, who was adjusting the selfie stick. When it received the schedule yesterday, it planned to record today's match between Gary and Shinji. At the same time, it learned a lot of photography techniques on Xiaohongshu, so it ran out overnight to buy a selfie stick and prepared to take pictures today.

Oh, it's a bank card with a local dialect.

"Why not use a Rotom Phone? A Rotom Phone can't capture how cool my Gengar is, meow."

Gengar, who was introducing the trio of Jessie disguised as reporters, suddenly felt a tightness in its buttocks.

Who? Who's trying to ambush me again?!

Gengar did a 180-degree spin and landed in a Gaia-style motion, looking at everyone and Pokémon around it.

Strange, there's nobody here.

Gengar reached out to scratch its head in frustration. Lately, it had been feeling like someone was trying to sabotage it. Could it be that it had sensitive skin?

No, I need to go back and use my dialect bank card to buy more things and empty my shopping cart. That should stop my sensitive skin from acting up.

Gengar ticked off its own cleverness.

Confused, it scratched its big butt and then turned around to continue answering the Rockets trio's questions.

Fang Yan looked at Gengar, who was being interviewed, and was speechless.

Seriously, can't you guys tell the Rockets trio's outfits?

It was practically just a matter of wearing a hat, changing clothes, and putting on a fake beard; was that all it took to disguise himself?

This talking cat is already pretty abnormal, okay?

Furthermore, it's one thing for you to pretend to be reporters and conduct interviews, but why is it that your interviews can be simultaneously displayed on the big screen?

Looking at Gengar's chubby face on the screen, Fang Yan was speechless.

Does that mean your disguises are always for infiltrating the enemy's ranks first?

"I see. So, do you have any suggestions for this competition? Or which player do you think has the best chance?"

Reporter Jessie handed the microphone to Gengar and began asking Gengar questions in a very professional manner.

"Kou Jie————"

"Who do you think is the best, meow—"

"Goblin!"

"This doesn't need translation, meow! Oh, is that so? Meow!"

dialect:----

A bunch of clowns.

It said—

Reporter Meow Meow began translating Gengar's words sentence by sentence.

The venue manager, sitting at the control panel, looked at the content on the large screen, took a sip of goji berry water from his thermos, and asked, "Those employees did a good job. Where did you find them?"

The assistant quickly replied, "They are temporary workers. We weren't originally planning to hire them, but they said it didn't matter if the pay was lower, so I took them."

"Good, a wise choice. After this is over, go ask them if they want to be promoted to full-time. Also, make sure their salaries are paid as usual, without any reduction. We need to learn how to retain such talented people, otherwise it would be bad if our competitors poach them."

The person in charge took another sip of goji berry water and said casually, "The three of them give me the impression that they are more capable and competent than all our reporters combined."

"Yes, I understand. I'll ask in a bit."

"Um."

The person in charge nodded slightly, "It must be done well. Just the fact that they were able to go up to the stands shows how extraordinary they are. You know, before they came, no one had ever been able to go up to the stands and get so close to Champion Cynthia and the others."

"Also, who is that man on the screen? He seems quite familiar with the Sinnoh Elite Four, including Champion Cynthia and Elite Four member Gosho. They're even sitting together having tea. And that other one, is that Steven? Being able to sit with so many champions and Elite Four members, he must be a very powerful trainer. Find an opportunity for those three to interview that man."

A leader's word is enough to make subordinates run themselves ragged.

"Yes, I'll call them right now."

The assistant dared to take out his phone, but the person in charge stopped him.

"Wait a minute."

The assistant looked over and saw that Fang Yan's face had appeared on the big screen.

"What a rare talent!"

The person in charge squinted his eyes happily.

"By the way, how did you guys manage to get up here?"

"Huh? The shop manager, who speaks in dialect, recognized us?"

Kojiro was astonished to hear the dialect spoken, for until now, no one had been able to see through their disguise at a glance.

No wonder he's a shop manager who speaks in dialect!

Dialect: If you can't see it when it's so obvious, then you're really crazy!

"We came up the stairs next to us. I saw no one was stopping us, so I came up with Musashi and the others. What's wrong? Are you saying we can't come up?"

Kojiro asked in a low voice.

"No, it's not that. I was just curious how you guys got up here, since no reporters came up to interview us in the past few days."

Fang Yan shook his head slightly.

"Because we wanted to interview you, Dialect Shop Manager. We originally wanted to interview Champion Cynthia, but then we realized she's the Sinnoh champion and we're Team Rocket, so we were terrified of her and gave up."

Kojiro spoke, holding up the microphone.

"So that's how it is."

Fang Yan nodded, then looked at Kojiro, "But are you sure it's okay for you to say that while holding the microphone?"

Kojiro looked at the microphone in his hand. "You mean this? No problem, I turned it off beforehand."

Fang Yan looked at the screen and heard his own voice.

dialect:----

"That's interview content that we synthesized using a machine, hehe."

Hearing Kojiro's words, Fang Yan looked at himself on the screen, speaking eloquently, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

The Rockets are really wasting your talents.

After Kojiro finished his interview, they ran down from the stands before the match started.

"We're leaving now, Manager Fangyan."

Musashi secretly waved to himself from the corner, then mouthed something softly.

Fang Yan waved to them with a smile, then glanced at Gengar. Gengar reluctantly handed the selfie stick to Fang Yan and jumped into the shadows.

Fang Yan held the selfie stick, pondered for a moment, then clipped the Rotom phone inside, raised the selfie stick, and said, "Come on, look at the camera, give me a peace sign."

Daigo looked at Rotom's phone, patted his suit, tilted his head, put on a polite smile, and gave a peace sign.

Cynthia, holding little Shana, also gave a peace sign.

Grandma Kikuno was holding little Tomoyo, who adored her. Tomoyo made a peace sign, and Grandma Kikuno, keeping up with international trends, made a friendly international gesture.

The dialect is both funny and exasperating.

Wu Song pushed up his glasses, trying to look cool.

Da Ye reached out and ruffled his afro.

A-Liu brushed her ahoge (cowlick) back.

"Come on, three."

The Gengar, who had just returned, was horrified when it saw this.

∑（ǒ|||）/

What are you trying to do?!

"two.

""

Put down my selfie stick! I haven't even used it yet!

'

""

Yameru!!

"Crack!"

The photo freezes in time, and everyone and the Pokémon in it look great.

Overall, the layout of the photo is very nice, but it would be better if the person fighting with some purple fat guy in the bottom right corner could be removed.

"Here you go, you're so stingy."

Fang Yan returned the selfie stick to Gengar, not forgetting to twitch the corner of its mouth.

Gengar snorted, turned its head away, and continued to ponder its selfie stick.

The match began, and the Jessie trio returned to their workstations with the snacks Gengar had given them to watch the game.

"So delicious!"

Musashi chewed on a sausage and said contentedly.

The first to appear are Darko and Heatran's trainers.

Having two trainers with legendary Pokémon kick off today's competition is a great way to get the atmosphere going.

"Whom does the store manager favor?"

Daigo sat in his seat, looked at the two people on the field, and asked a question.

"Just call me Fangyan."

Fang Yan remained standing by the fence; he preferred watching the game standing to sitting. "Dakdo, please."

"After all, he's more mature."

Daigo nodded slightly and did not continue speaking.

"here we go."

A-Liu said something that made everyone and all the Pokémon look over.

Darkrai and Sidson appeared simultaneously in the center of the field.

The moment Heatran appeared, he roared at Darkrai on the opposite side.

Darkrai hid in the shadows, only half of his body showing, his white bangs completely covering one of his eyes, and he was coldly staring at Heatran opposite him.

"After looking at it for a while, I feel that this Darkrai isn't as cool as the one we know."

Fang Yan said softly.

"Nini."

I think so too.

Monini, sitting on the fence, agreed.

"Victory will surely be mine."

Heatran's trainer spoke up.

Dakdo looked at the man in front of him, smiled, and said, "Want to give it a try?"

The referee blew the whistle, and Sidson was the first to act.

Before the trainer could speak, it unleashed Lava Storm at Darkrai.

Powerful magma coalesced into a storm, hurtling towards Darkrai.

Darkrai stood still and did not move.

"Avoid it."

Upon hearing Darkrai's voice, Darkrai nimbly dodged the lava storm.

A 75% hit rate is no different from a 0% hit rate.

Fang Yan continued watching the game.

As the lava storm subsided, the field was covered in magma, as red as blood, and the intense heat caused the temperature of the arena to rise.

When Seadra saw that Darkrai had dodged its attack, it roared angrily and began slamming its four legs into the ground. Huge, sharp, and terrifying stone blades appeared on the ground and flew towards Darkrai.

Sharp stone attack.

"Shatter the wave of evil."

Darkrai gathered dark energy in his hands and then fired it, shattering the massive stone blade.

"Shadowball".

In the smoke-filled arena, the Shadow Orb passed through the smoke and landed on Shydorane's body.

"roar!"

Sidora slid backward, his massive four legs leaving four deep marks on the ground.

Heatran steadied himself, and his body began to turn red. Then, a heat wave emanated from him, covering the entire arena. The powerful heat wave from the hot air dispersed the smoke on the field, but Darkrai was no longer there.

As Heatran searched for Darkrai, the shadow beneath its feet slowly coalesced into the shape of Darkrai.

"Now, Dark Hole!"

Darkrai made a sound, and jumped out of the shadows, pressing the Dark Hole in his hand against Heatran's incredulous face.

boom!

An explosion rang out, and Sidson was blasted to the ground.

The dark hole is enveloped in waves of evil.

Seadrane, struck by the Dark Hole, fell into a state of sleep.

"it's over."

Cynthia held little Shana and whispered something.

Daigo, Gosho, and the others nodded in agreement.

In battles between powerful trainers, even the slightest mistake can lead to defeat.

"Should we rotate them? Who's the next Pokémon? Is it also a legendary Pokémon?"

Looking at the field, Fang Yan couldn't help but speak out.

Since the start of the battle, Heatran's trainers have not uttered a single word or given a single instruction.

Just when Fang Yan thought he would switch trainers, the trainer didn't make any move, only looking incredulous.

Darkrai chuckled upon seeing this. "Darkrai, dream eater!"

While asleep, Sidran let out a painful howl.

Xidorlan woke up from his dream with a start, stood up, and the next second, he swayed and fell back down.

"Sidran has lost his fighting ability; Darkrai wins."

The referee arrived at the center of the field in a flying vehicle, checked Heatran's condition, and after noticing his mosquito coil eyes, raised the flag to announce the result of the match.

"Please send out your next Pokémon."

Fang Yan squinted his eyes.

"I surrender."

The trainer's voice rang out.

The once cheering venue fell silent.

Fang Yan also frowned.

"If I can't even beat Heatran, then there's no way I can beat any other Pokémon, so I concede."

The trainer began to explain.

dialect:----

"Is that all?"

Da Ye asked incredulously.

Even Cynthia frowned.

"I was taken to a height that wasn't within my capabilities by a Pokémon that wasn't even within my own range."

Wu Song made a comment.

"Little girl, you mustn't follow his example in the future."

Grandma Kikuno lowered her head and spoke to Tomoyo, who was sitting on her lap.

"No, I won't, because my uncle said that even when facing a trainer stronger than yourself, you should have the courage to fight back."

"That's what Zhi Shi said in a crisp voice."

"Even children understand these principles, but he doesn't."

A-Liu was somewhat indignant. "Could it be that he initially planned to win the championship with just one Heatran, and then challenge us, or even the Big Sister?!"

For A-Liu, the only Pokémon in the league to win the Elite Four title using a Bug-type Pokémon, fleeing without a fight is the thing he hates most.

Daigo did not express his opinion, after all, this was a matter for the Sinnoh League, and as the former Hoenn champion, he wanted to avoid any appearance of impropriety.

However, he also disliked this trainer.

They remained silent, speaking only in their local dialect.

Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, the referee glanced at the stands, and Cynthia nodded slightly. Then the referee raised the flag.

"Dakto has successfully advanced!"

After the results were announced, Heatran also woke up. Looking at Darkrai's back as it left with Darkrai, it couldn't accept that it had lost to Darkrai. So it roared angrily at the sky, and a lava storm began to sweep across the entire field.

The field was covered in lava, and much of it was flying towards the stands. Fortunately, the Sinnoh League had taken precautions, and many Psychic-type Pokémon flew onto the field and used their Psychic abilities to block the lava.

Xidorlan noticed Fangyan in the stands. It felt that Fangyan was mocking it, so it used a Lava Storm on Fangyan.

As the lava storm hurtled toward the stands, Daigo stood up and quickly walked to Fang Yan's side. Just as the bronze bell flew out of the stands, he saw an agile figure even faster than it rush out of the stands and leap directly toward the lava storm.

After that Pokémon touched the Lava Storm, the Lava Storm was completely absorbed and turned into magma that covered its fur.

The Nine-Tails transformed into a giant flaming chariot and crashed into the berserk Seadrane.

Heatran felt as if he had been hit by Regigigas, experiencing intense pain, and was sent flying backward, embedding himself in the wall.

The Nine-Tails lowered its head and let out a low growl.

"roar!"

Where did this fiery tortoise come from? Try going berserk again and see what happens!

After saying that, Nine-Tails' body was once again covered in flames, preparing to crash into Seadrane, who had finally managed to get down from the wall.

You lost and you still dare to throw a tantrum? And you dare to attack dialects while you're angry?

As soon as Sidran came down from under the wall, he went back up onto it.

"Nine-tailed Fox".

Upon hearing the dialect voice, the flames on Nine-Tails' body began to disappear. It gently shook its head, and its enormous size, perfect proportions, and elegant and beautiful posture caused cheers to erupt again in the arena.

Nothing is more thrilling than a legendary Pokémon going berserk, and then a beautiful and elegant Pokémon emerges to violently suppress it.

Seeing the lava covering the ground, Nine-Tails started running around the area. The staff, who were wondering what to do, saw that the lava disappeared wherever Nine-Tails went.

After seeing that Kurama had defeated Heatran, Gosho jumped onto the back of the Bronze Bell and flew towards the arena.

A qualified champion is one who can quickly and properly resolve unexpected problems during the League Congress.

Nine-Tailed Fox returned to Fang Yan's side and lowered its head to him. Fang Yan reached out and stroked its long-unseen head.

"I never imagined you could absorb magma, that's truly—"

Isn't that too abnormal?

Nine-Tails squinted its eyes and let out a comfortable hum.

"Whoosh~"

Emperor Yan taught me.

"I see."

Da Ye, sitting behind him, was incredibly envious.

Fang Yan is 1.8 meters tall, but Jiuwei is much taller than Fang Yan when standing.

How did the shopkeeper with the dialect manage to train such a strong yet beautiful nine-tailed fox? This beauty isn't about strength, but rather about body proportions and overall aura.

I want it so badly!

As the Fire-type Elite Four member, Da Ye was deeply attracted to Nine-Tailed Fox.

Nine-Tailed Fox, its head held in Fang Yan's arms, opened its eyes and glared at Da Ye.

Big Leaf: ————

Forget it, I don't want it anymore.

Da Ye shrank his neck.

How fierce!