Aspiring to become a Pokémon trainer

Upon seeing Nan Yin approaching from not far away, the blue-haired man wearing a baseball cap adjusted his sunglasses and immediately stepped forward.

"Hey girls, would you like to buy a few ice creams?"

"Yes, yes, it tastes great."

Even cats like to eat cat food!

Her expression froze as she stared at the two strangely dressed people and the cat before her, and a memory in Nan Yin's mind was easily triggered.

Long vermilion hair, short purple-blue hair, similar body shapes, and a cat that walks upright.

If Ash came to Kalos, then their arrival wouldn't be surprising.

She pressed her finger to her lower lip and asked tentatively.

"Who are the three of you?"

As if a switch had been flipped, without even blinking, the two people and the cat moved simultaneously.

"Since you asked the question sincerely!"

"Then I will tell you with great mercy."

"To prevent the world from being—"

Before the word "destruction" could even be uttered, Meowth leaped up and covered Musashi's mouth.

"Ahem, ahem, we're just ice cream vendors. Girl, just tell us what you want."

Sure enough, even though she stopped talking in time, Nan Yin still recognized the two people and one cat in front of her from their signature movements as the trio from Team Rocket.

"Okay, then I'll have the Green Cotton Bird flavor."

They don't criticize each other too harshly. Although they often try to capture Pikachu, it has to be admitted that sometimes Team Rocket members do step forward to help those suffering Pokémon.

Otherwise, the dominant bear on Alola wouldn't be so friendly to them.

At least, they didn't harbor malicious intentions to harm innocent people and Pokémon.

"Okay, pretty girl, here you go."

Anran accepted the popsicle from Kojiro, waved goodbye, and then the girl walked into the Grand Contest venue with her friend.

Instead of following the tourists to the stands, they easily navigated the corridor by following the signs and arrived at the lounge prepared for the athletes.

Mr. Fu had taken care of the registration and other matters for her well in advance, so that Nanyin could be spared a series of tedious applications and assessments.

After glancing around at the other contestants, she then took a closer look at the decorations of the lounge.

It must be said that although it is not obvious from the outside, its interior is quite spacious. Not only are there many standard chairs for people to rest, but there is also a bright screen hanging at the exit, which broadcasts the current situation inside the venue.

There was still some time before the opening, but my arrival already seemed to have attracted a lot of attention.

The girl noticed that many people were watching her, and quite a few were secretly glancing at the little animal beside her, admiring the beautiful child with its bright fur.

Although they tried to restrain themselves, they would still glance at Sylveon a few times as they passed by, intentionally or unintentionally.

Sure enough, no matter where I am, my habit of cuddling cats will never change.

Slowing down, Nan Yin found a nearby spot to sit down and gently tapped Eevee's little head.

"Buy?"

The little guy withdrew his disdainful gaze from others, trembled slightly, and then looked over to the side.

Upon seeing that it was its own young lady, its delicate face regained its cloying intimacy.

For some reason, Nan Yin felt a slight sense of superiority.

She waited and waited, and when the hanging screen began to play a smooth picture, and when the gentle voice came from afar, the girl opened her temporarily closed eyelids.

"Nanyin, if you plan to come earlier, you can let me know."

Although there were wrinkles on his forehead, the old man's face was full of energy and showed no signs of fatigue.

"Master, thank you for your help these past few days."

The meeting was arranged for today, but Nan Yin arrived a little early.

"Stop, stop. I don't like hearing such humble words. The old man just helped you register. There's no need for thanks."

Patting his apprentice on the shoulder, Master Fu looked at him with a kind expression.

"You're just too polite, always keeping certain boundaries with everyone. That's not a bad thing, but you need to be mindful of the occasion."

"I see."

Not being dull-witted, Nan Yin naturally understood what Master Fu meant. However, not belonging to this world, she regarded the unpaid help as priceless kindness from the bottom of her heart.

As the conversation between the teachers and the younger generation gradually progressed, the screen also emitted passionate cheers. However, in another nearby room, a discussion took a particularly heavy turn.

"Pachira of the Carlos Alliance has been found guilty and therefore stripped of his position as King. Now, do you have a suitable candidate to replace him?"

A tall, slender man with familiar green hair, wearing a vest, crossed his legs and interlaced his fingers as he asked the question.

“Mr. Michael, although we have considered a group of excellent trainers, their tactics and abilities have not yet reached the level of the Elite Four, which is still open to discussion.”

The woman, with her hair tied in braids and sitting elegantly, didn't elaborate, but responded with a hint of helplessness.

“Ms. Karune, I am not here on behalf of the Hoenn League. I am just an ordinary trainer who is quite curious about the outcome of this matter.”

"Besides, judging from your tone, you probably already have a general answer."

"You're right."

Even though her thoughts were exposed, Karuni didn't lose her composure. Just as the Fengyuan champion had said, she had indeed found her ideal candidate for the Heavenly King.

Meticulous in his work, calm under pressure, he defied legend, defeated the champion, and saved this land from peril. If one were to choose a talent from Carlos in recent years, the answer would simply be—

"Nanyin."

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Chapter 131 The Absolute Number One and Diancie's Return

As dusk approaches and a cool breeze caresses the face, one can see the dazzling fireworks high in the clouds, echoing the cheers of the crowd and giving a clear signal.

—The competition is about to begin.

Amidst the surging voices of the crowd, the sunken center of the venue revealed a graceful human figure.

"Greetings, everyone. Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedules to travel all the way to Miare City to enjoy the radiant presence of these young talents with me. Before the official opening, please allow me, Mikoli, to make a small blunder."

With a deep bow, the man with emerald hair and an extraordinary air about him flicked his sleeves, opened his palms to the public, and presented a beautiful scene to everyone.

The cheers inside the stadium reached their peak in an instant, followed by several beams of light falling simultaneously onto the central pool.

In an instant, a slender and graceful figure leaped out from the rippling blue water, waving its cherry-colored hairpins and splashing up shimmering waves.

Water droplets splashed, outlining a rainbow, and glistening water droplets fell from the sky like raindrops.

The exquisite visuals left the audience in the venue breathless and amazed those watching on the screen.

"Fura!"

In just a moment, the dissipated water vapor transformed into undulating waves, gathering in a vortex around the goddess of beauty.

Every move is exquisitely beautiful, yet controlled and restrained, containing surging power while maintaining precise control.

"It's Milos, the champion of Mikkelsen!"

"It's so beautiful!"

"Tell me, who would not be captivated by this figure and not call her a goddess?"

Such praises were endless, and the Hoenn champion, dressed in white, nodded slightly and greeted everyone with a smile and a gesture of respect.

Carlos doesn't have a strong culture of nurturing talent; it's fair to say that most of the audience comes because of the celebrity effect, just to catch a glimpse of the champion's unparalleled brilliance.

Therefore, thunderous applause reached its peak here.

Without responding to the stares of the crowd, Mikoli waved goodbye and disappeared into the corridor. He knew his place and understood that both he and Karuni, who would come later, were there to liven up the atmosphere, while the real stage was reserved for the younger generation.

Whether it's his apprentice Ruby, the Nanyin singer he once had a connection with, or countless unfamiliar faces.

With a bright smile, the man took off his military cap, greeted the female star he passed by, and nodded to Mr. Fu, who had stopped to listen.

After doing all this, he shed his champion's airs and looked at the young girl beside the old man with a gentle expression.

"Nanyin, it's been a long time."

"Similarly, Mr. Michael, it's been a long time since I last greeted you."

Without flinching or dodging, Nan Yin looked directly at the Fengyuan champion, her eyes meeting his with equal height and her expression unwavering.

Since we have already decided to participate in this competition, we cannot avoid being watched by others and scrutinized by the judges. Rather than dealing with it on the spot, it is better to gradually adapt and get used to it before entering the venue.

"To be honest, I was quite surprised when I heard that Mr. Fu had signed you up. After all, in my mind, Nan Yin, you are a very extraordinary girl."

Despite the direct gaze, Mikoli still remembered their first encounter and the rumors she had heard during that time.

"You have little desire to compare yourself to others, which allows you to view the world with equanimity. In this respect alone, you are far superior to my apprentice Ruby."

Instead of saying anything good about the boy, the man, remembering the boy's usual confidence, began to harbor malicious intentions.

"Although I don't know if you've met before, if you do meet at the conference, please give him a good talking-to and tell him that there are always people more capable than you, and there's always something beyond your understanding."

Using this statement to ease the tension, it also subtly praises Master Fu's excellent teaching, affirming his achievements in Nanyin music.

Without needing to scrutinize closely, just a glance at the small beast beside the girl was enough for Mikoli to discern the general level of Nanyin's upbringing.

The initial Pokémon serve as the most straightforward calling card for breeders.

"I can't guarantee anything. Whether or not I encounter it, I will do my best to make the most of what I have accomplished during this time."

Nan Yin doesn't believe that the knowledge and practice she has accumulated over this period of time can surpass those famous and talented people. She considers herself just an ordinary, unknown trainer.

"Haha, that's enough. Looking forward to your performance."

After he finished speaking, cheers erupted again in the stadium. It was clear that the actress who played Carlos had taken his place on stage.

"It is an honor for me to give a speech at Carlos's first Grand Contest."

A pure white dress accentuates her figure, while her gray-black updo further adorns her features. The beautiful woman gently parts her lips, uttering a melodious voice.

"You have exhausted your sweat and overcome all obstacles to reach the foot of the mountain. You, the breeders and coordinators with noble souls, have nurtured the spirits with patience and interpreted dreams with hard work. It is because of you that we have such a grand competition today."

With her brows furrowed and lips curved into a smile, her elegant demeanor was more captivating and confident than ever before. Carlos's troubles had subsided, and after re-evaluating the priorities of her career and finding occasional solace with Zhu Lan, her life returned to normal.

A gentle breeze blew, as if receiving a hint, and Karuni stepped forward, leaving the stage to the wind-borne ball that slowly drifted down from above.

As the ribbons flowed, shimmering fragments tumbled down into the arena, disappearing into the dazzling lights and the artificial mist.

Before the lingering glow of the previous night had faded, the purple-haired beauty broke through the mist, her long dress swaying on the ground, and confidently and gracefully raised her hand to thank the guest.

Undoubtedly, judging from her features and outfit, she is destined to be a top figure in the fashion world, hailed as a soulful dancer—

"Miss Melissa! I'm a fan of yours!"

Without responding verbally, Melissa gave a slight nod to the crowd, thus returning the stage to the judges who had not yet appeared.

Compared to those glamorous performances, Master Fu simply holds the reins of the lead sheep, his wrinkles smoothing out with a kind and gentle smile, giving people a simple and honest look.

"I am very much looking forward to seeing what kind of brilliance you will bring to the venue and what new buds you will sprout."

The calm voice faded, and a middle-aged man in a suit and tie with thinning hair stepped to the front of the stage. As the admin, he took the microphone and delivered the final closing remarks, thus concluding the opening ceremony and officially marking the start of the grand competition.

“Let’s go, Nanyin. That gentleman is Conkenstein. If you want to develop in the direction of nurturing and coordinating, you will inevitably have to deal with him.”

After explaining the situation, although he knew his apprentice's temperament wouldn't be taken lightly, out of concern, Master Fu still subconsciously told the girl about the background.

"Well then, Master, I'll head over for the first round of judging now."

Unlike the straightforward League Conference, the Pokémon Contest is divided into two parts: the first is to judge the Pokémon's condition and shine, and the second is to highlight the corresponding style through the combination of moves.

Furthermore, since this competition also involves the field of breeders, creating suitable energy cubes based on the theme and planning reasonable breeding schemes are also within the scope of the assessment.

Finally, after the judges have given their scores, the teams will be ranked according to their scores, and then awarded medals and prizes.

When she arrived, Nan Yin had already learned all the rules. Now that she was standing on the stage under the gaze of the crowd, she remained completely unshaken.

Unaffected by the chaos of the outside world, the girl simply stood quietly in a corner, facing several pairs of scrutinizing eyes with Sylveon.

The autumn evening air was slightly chilly, and a gentle breeze occasionally swept by, stirring the soft silk ribbons and brushing against the elegant dress.