Elf: Is the bear apprentice the weakest? I'll shatter the sky with my fists.

Song Yi coughed twice and rubbed his nose with his fingers unconsciously.

He bent down to pick up his phone with a somewhat stiff movement, and before he could even turn off the screen, he asked, "Well, have you had lunch?"

"I've eaten." Li Chen nodded, his eyes sweeping over the other person's slightly trembling fingertips. "The spicy curry in the cafeteria is not bad."

There was an awkward silence.

"Well, well..." Song Yi's gaze drifted towards the Poké Ball on Li Chen's waist, and his Adam's apple rolled with difficulty. "How about... before the battle, let's have a cup of tea first?"

"Huo Bui!"

The Flareon behind him had exploded into a fur ball and was desperately trying to pull at the trainer's trouser legs with its claws.

Its intuition told it that any of the three Poké Balls on the other side's waist could crush it to the ground...

Seeing this, Song Yi squatted down and used the action of comforting his friend to hide the cold sweat on his forehead: "Be good, it's okay..."

Flareon hid behind his legs, with only half of its trembling ear exposed.

"Alright."

Li Chen thought for a moment and nodded: "Drinking tea before the battle can be considered relaxing."

"Then let's go together. I happen to know the owner of the teahouse in the battle hall."

Song Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

At least during this period of time, you don’t have to worry about being killed instantly.

......

......

The tea room in the Battlefield Hall is quiet and elegant, with two celadon teacups placed on the sandalwood coffee table.

Song Yi brewed the tea leaves skillfully, and white mist rose between the two of them, temporarily blurring each other's expressions.

Li Chen sniffed the tea and said, "Good tea."

"Right, it's a teahouse in the capital after all. All the tea is shipped in from all over the place, and it's all the best."

Song Yi's fingertips paused on the rim of the cup, and the tea reflected his slightly tense face.

Neither of them mentioned the upcoming battle, but just watched quietly as the tea leaves expanded and floated in the cup.

"Little friend Li Chen..."

Song Yi chose his words carefully, his slightly stiff smile reflected in the tea. "In just six months, he's gone from a newcomer to this level. He's truly a hero from a young age."

"Gudu."

Li Chen just sipped it lightly, and when he lowered his eyes, his eyelashes cast a tiny shadow in the tea.

That calm demeanor that was beyond his age reminded Song Yi of the oppressive feeling he felt when he first faced the king.

"Just good luck."

The understated answer shattered the reflection in the tea.

"hiss......"

Song Yi's hand trembled, and a few drops of hot tea splashed on the back of his hand, but it was not as burning as the other party's words.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Good luck?!

Song Yi stared at his reflection in the teacup, roaring wildly in his heart.

In the past six months, he had witnessed how many trainers were stuck between elite level and gym level.

It's the kind of thing that won't get through for at least ten or eight years.

And this monster in front of me was just brushed off with a casual "good luck"?!

I have been struggling in the circle of professional trainers for twenty-seven years before reaching the gym level, and finally successfully squeezed into the Master Ball level!

You went from a newbie to a semi-professional in just half a year. This luck is probably from cheating, right?!

Tiny ripples appeared on the surface of the tea, revealing his trembling fingers.

Those difficult years of moving from gym to gym, those sleepless nights trying to break through the bottleneck, now all turned into a mouthful of blood in my throat...

Young people nowadays are really...

Song Yi forced a professional smile and looked up, only to see Li Chen staring at the battle tower outside the window in a daze.

The building that he had spent years to qualify for was probably just another "casual punch" point in the eyes of the other party.

...It's so fucking Versailles!

"Young friend Li Chen."

Song Yi put down the teacup, and the porcelain and the wooden table made a slight knocking sound.

He tried to make it sound like a casual question: "How many ranked games are you planning to compete in this time?"

"Um......"

Li Chen's fingertips circled the rim of the cup, and the hot steam blurred his thoughtful expression.

"About ten games."

When he looked up, the sunlight coming in from the window fell on his eyelashes. "Stop once you get into the first 500."

"Click——"

A crack suddenly appeared in Song Yi's teacup.

He stared at the crack, remembering how he had fought for many years just to get into the top 600...

That coveted spot in the top 500, representing the top level of Chinese trainers, was as easy as a weekend outing destination in his words...

Song Yi's gaze lingered on Li Chen's face for a long time.

The mist of tea lingered between the two of them, but it couldn't hide the natural calmness in the young man's eyes.

No showing off, no hesitation, just pure calmness.

really...

Terrible self-confidence.

Chapter 494: Two Moves to Kill

After drinking tea, it was one o'clock.

The afternoon sun shines through the gauze curtains of the tea room, casting tiny spots of light on the ground.

The temperature in March is still chilly.

When Song Yi pushed open the wooden door, a cool breeze blew in, carrying a few early cherry blossom petals.

He subconsciously pulled his collar closer, and his fingertips touched the slightly warm Poké Ball.

"Time is up."

Song Yi took a deep breath, and the fragrance of tea and the chill penetrated into his lungs.

He turned to look at Li Chen and found that the young man was staring out the window in a daze.

Following the line of sight, the scoreboard on the top of the battle tower just refreshed to [Master Ball Level No. 654: Song Yi].

"Please give me your guidance in this battle."

Li Chen stood up and stroked the three Poké Balls on his waist.

......

......

"Song God! Song God!"

As soon as we arrived at the battle venue, we could see Song Yi's fan club holding fiery red cheering flags, creating waves of cheers on the left side of the stands.

Several die-hard fans wearing Flareon costumes were waving light signs frantically, with the slogan "Eternal Flame" flashing on them.

The right side of the stands was much quieter.

"Is that... Li Chen?"

"Holy crap! It's that monster from the forum video!"

The students from Peking University and Tsinghua University who arrived sporadically huddled together, and some even took out their school badges to make makeshift cheering signs.

A few clever people have already started to secretly place bets: "How many moves can he make to end the fight?"

buzzing...

A drone arrives.

Rotom's signature expression appears.

"Battle—Begin!"

The electronic sound of the Rotom drone echoed throughout the venue, and the large screens on both sides lit up simultaneously.

Li Chen threw the Poké Ball: "It's decided to be you."

The moment the iron bag slid onto the field, a burst of puzzled whispers rang out in the stands.

This Pokémon, which looked like a messenger bird, spun around, its frozen sphere gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

Song Yi's brows furrowed slightly.

Even with his knowledge as a gym-level trainer, he couldn't recognize the origin of this Pokémon at all.

"Bu, Bui..."

Flareon unconsciously took a half step back, and the hair on its neck exploded.

Instinct made it clearly sense that the "messenger bird" across from it contained a terrifying chill that was enough to freeze its own flames...

The moment the referee's flag fell, the iron bag's cryotube suddenly clicked, and the mechanical sound of locking onto a target made Flareon arch his back...

"Water cannons."

As soon as Li Chen finished speaking, the freezing tube on the iron bundle's chest suddenly glowed.

"call out--!"

A column of azure water burst through the air, and wherever it passed, the air condensed into tiny ice crystals.

There was an abnormal pale chill at the edge of the water flow, which instantly froze an ice path into the area it passed through!

"???"

Song Yi's pupils suddenly shrank: "Quickly dodge with lightning!"

"Whoosh-!"

At the moment when the water cannon was about to hit, a dazzling white light suddenly burst out from Flareon's body!

There was a flash of lightning!

Its figure left an afterimage in the air as it narrowly passed through the gap in the water cannon.

The ice crystals rubbed against its tail, creating a hissing white mist, but it did not slow down its momentum at all!

"Now is the time to charge the flame attack!"

"Boy!"

Flareon's eyes were filled with fighting spirit, and it rushed towards the iron bundle with a scorching airflow.

The sharp claws wrapped in flames were raised high, reflecting a dangerous red light in the sunlight!

"boom!"

Black footprints were left on the ground, and Flareon rushed to the iron bag in the blink of an eye!

"Turn back quickly."

The iron bundle was suddenly surrounded by turbulent water, and the mechanical joints made a slight sound.

At the moment when Flame Eevee's claws were about to touch it, it twisted its body at an incredible angle!