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Chapter 550: I'm Worried He Won't Approve of Me
Chapter 550: I'm Worried He Won't Approve of Me
Jing He successfully advanced to the top 32, and the subsequent matches will take place in a large arena above Flying Cloud Park, right in the heart of Flying Cloud City.
Unsurprisingly, most of the people Jing He knows and is familiar with have also made it to the top 32.
Everyone will compete in the large arena for the win.
Although only two rounds have been completed, the high level of competition at this Young Master World Championship has left the majority of spectators feeling thrilled.
Whether they are spectators at the venue, or those watching the live broadcast online or on TV, everyone finds this tournament incredibly exciting.
Many are already anticipating intense battles between strong opponents.
For instance, the match between Teacher Jing He and his student Da Wu, or the showdown between Herona and her best friend Kaluna.
In any case, the anticipation is at its peak.
However, at this moment, the highly anticipated competitors by the audience are...
"Da Wu, pass me the pepper." Jing He, wearing a Gengar apron, was grilling.
"Yes, Teacher."
Da Wu quickly handed it over.
Herona, Kaluna, and Gardelia sat together, whispering and chatting about girly topics.
"Jing Jing He!!"
Suddenly, A Du rushed in, looking a bit flustered.
This was a rare sight for A Du.
"I won't be here later!" he said before turning and running inside.
"Mr. A Du..." Da Ye, who was eagerly waiting for the grilled skewers with Gengar and Tyrogue, couldn't help but speak up.
Jing He's expression remained unchanged as he turned to Wu Song, who was wearing a Shaymin apron, and said, "Wu Song, hurry up with the skewers."
Wu Song, with his sleeves rolled up and wearing an apron, sat down and looked at the various side dishes on the table, unable to help but sigh deeply.
This is so cruel! If I've truly done something wrong, let the heavens punish me instead.
"Huh?" The Sharpedo, who was enjoying the skewers, glanced over.
"Okay, Teacher Jing He," Wu Song obediently complied.
Then, Jing He turned to Da Ye and smiled, beginning the countdown.
"Three, two, one..."
"Teacher Jing He, have you seen A Du?" Konna suddenly rushed in.
Just as Jing He was about to speak, Da Ye quickly responded, "He's not here!"
Hearing this, Jing He couldn't help but pat his forehead.
As expected, Konna's face showed doubt, looking unconvinced.
Then, without hesitation, she shouted towards the house,
"Do you think I can't find you just because you're hiding?!"
"Who, who's hiding?!"
A Du poked his head out from the balcony on the second floor and shouted back, "Old woman, don't think I'm afraid of you!"
"You damn cat, come down if you dare!"
"I'll come down!"
A Du gritted his teeth, threw a Poke Ball, and summoned Rapid Dragon. With a flick of his cape, he leaped onto the dragon's back, "I forgot I had another task! Don't run if you're so tough!"
"Wuuu~"
Rapid Dragon flapped its wings and flew away.
Konna gnashed her teeth in anger and stamped her foot.
"This guy can only fly!"
Then, she chased after them.
Da Ye, who had witnessed the entire scene, shrank his neck, "A, A Du isn't like that, right?"
"It depends on who he's facing."
Jing He shrugged.
When facing Konna, A Du didn't seem like the fearless "Dragon Messenger" he usually was.
On one hand, there were some unclear reasons.
On the other hand, Konna's advantage over A Du was indeed quite significant.
Not only did she have a Cloyster and a Lapras, but she also raised an Ice Nine Tail.
As for who influenced or taught her to raise it, well...
"Women... so scary." Da Ye muttered.
Stare!
Herona's group of three shot him a glance.
Jing He's expression turned serious, and he quickly distanced himself from Da Ye.
I didn't say that!
Wu Song also quickly averted his gaze, pretending not to have heard.
"Wu Song, the weather is nice today," Jing He said.
"Yeah, yeah," Wu Song nodded repeatedly.
Unfortunately, the weather at the end of April and beginning of May no longer had snow, which made Wu Song's current mood fit the lyrics of "A Spray of Plum Blossoms."
Herona smiled slightly, "Want to strengthen your battle training, Da Ye?"
Da Ye shrank his head.
But when he thought of A Du's previous behavior, as well as the subtle glances from Teacher Jing He and Wu Song, he put his hands in his pockets, lifted his head with his spiky hair, and looked provocatively at Herona and Sharpedo, smirking, "Hmph, I'm the best at climbing trees!"
Overall, it was fun to gather together and prepare for the competition, filled with joy.
Snowflake City, Dragon Spiral Tower.
A young man with a baseball cap and light blue hair was stepping on the snow-covered stairs, looking into the distance.
His gaze passed through the ruins, and in the vast snowy world, his vision seemed to be reduced to just black and white.
N exhaled a puff of white breath, adjusting his condition, and continued his ascent towards the top of the tower.
"Almost there," he muttered to himself. The voice in his mind was becoming clearer, and he could sense that he was getting closer to the source. With each step, he left an imprint on the stairs, slowly making his way upwards.
After days of searching for the origin of the voice in his heart, N had finally pinpointed the Dragon Spiral Tower as his destination.
"Soon, very soon," he whispered.
What are Pokemon? What are humans? How should humans and Pokemon coexist? N had already found his purpose, and deep within his heart, he had an answer.
However, to achieve his goals and realize his ideals, he needed more help.
When the voice led him to the Dragon Spiral Tower, N had already guessed the identity of the voice in his heart.
Amidst the vast snow, the slender figure appeared somewhat lonely, but his steps grew increasingly resolute as he climbed higher.
N adjusted his hat, and his dark eyes lifted slightly as he finally reached the top of the Dragon Spiral Tower.
Frosty white mist lingered, and dark clouds swiftly gathered in the sky, with blue lightning swirling and churning.
In an instant, the world seemed to be engulfed in darkness.
A thunderous roar echoed as a blue lightning bolt struck down, tearing through the darkness. Within the massive lightning, a black silhouette emerged, its outline illuminated by the lightning.
"Zekrom!" N's eyes reflected the image of Zekrom.
Despite the distance between them, their gazes seemed to intersect in the air.
[I sense your unwavering determination.]
In the midst of the terrifying blue lightning, a deep voice, like thunder, resonated in N's heart once more.
This time, the voice was exceptionally clear.
[Tell me your ideal, human!]
N's light-colored hair fluttered in the wind and snow, and without a hint of retreat, he stared directly at Zekrom, repeating the question in his mind.
Ideal? He had once felt lost and confused about his ideal.
But now...
N's eyes sparkled, and deep within them, something brilliant seemed to be frantically growing and flourishing.
He lifted his eyelids, his gaze unwavering, and spoke slowly and clearly, "My ideal is to let all Pokemon live the lives they desire!"
"I know I can't become the king of Unova, and I don't want to be a so-called king. I just want to help Pokemon in need, nothing more."
The thunder continued to rumble.
N and Zekrom's communication paused, and they stared at each other in silence. After a long while, a touch of human emotion appeared on Zekrom's face.
[Your determination is your ideal!]
The terrifying lightning loomed in the air, and as N watched, the once black-and-white world seemed to come alive, no longer limited to monochrome but filled with vibrant colors.
The tenacity of Oshawott, the joy of Haxorus, the anticipation of Furfrou, the approval of Simisear... All these emotions combined to create the colors of the world.
[You have earned my recognition!]
Before N realized it, Zekrom had appeared at the top of the Dragon Spiral Tower, standing before him.
N was slightly startled but soon smiled, reaching out to gently touch Zekrom's black body. "Thank you, Zekrom."
A hum filled the air, and their surroundings seemed to shift. N and Zekrom found themselves in a vast, boundless space where their minds could communicate freely.
N sat on the ground, and Zekrom stood beside him.
After a long silence, N spoke again.
"Zekrom, on my path to realizing my ideal, I need guidance from someone else. He has shown me the way, and I believe that with his help, I won't lose my way."
[A teacher?]
N nodded, a smile spreading across his face.
This person was the first to acknowledge and encourage him, suggesting that he go out and explore the world.
Although their communication was limited, N had been following this person's online presence, and their worldview had been guiding him all along.
"Jing He."
In this vast mental space, N's thoughts summoned the figure of Jing He.
[It's him.]
Upon seeing 'Jing He', Zekrom was taken aback.
"You know him?" N was surprised by Zekrom's reaction.
Zekrom nodded.
[Before calling you, I went to see him.]
"Huh?"
[His determination is not as strong as yours, but his beliefs surpass yours.]
N's speech quickened, and his emotions seemed to stir.
【No】
"Why?"
Czechrom slowly raised his head, his gaze seemingly directed at a distant void.
He recalled the first time he met Jinghe.
That seemingly frail figure was filled with many powerful auras, both familiar and unfamiliar to him.
【I’m worried he won’t acknowledge me.】
N: "???"
Flying Cloud City, Grand Tournament Arena.
The arena was even more bustling today, as the venue for the 32-strong competition had moved from the sub-venues to the main arena, which could accommodate more spectators.
At 10 AM, the matches for the day officially began.
According to the tournament rules, the 32 to 16 matches would change from the original 3v3 Rotation mode to a 6-select-3 single battle rotation mode.
It might seem like just an additional process for displaying and selecting Pokemon, but in reality, showcasing one’s Pokemon was almost equivalent to revealing one’s tactics.
Moreover, once three Pokemon were chosen, they couldn’t be changed. This meant that before the battle started, both sides had already determined which three Pokemon would participate, rather than making adjustments based on the opponent’s choices during the battle.
It was said that when it came to the 16 to 8 matches, the rule would change to a 6-select-4 mode, and for the 8 to semi-finals and beyond, it would be a full rotation mode for all Pokemon.
Additionally, there was another point to consider: the trainers' enhancement techniques.
For example, Mega Evolution, Z Moves, and Dynamax.
This tournament did not prohibit the use of these enhancements, meaning they were allowed.
Moreover, there was no restriction on using only one type.
Jinghe wasn’t in a hurry to head to the arena because his match was scheduled for the afternoon.
In fact, due to the concentration at the main arena, the 32-strong matches, totaling 16, couldn’t be completed in a single day.
"Finally, it’s here."
Jinghe looked at today’s match list displayed on the Rotom Pokedex, rubbing his chin.
His opponent today.
Was a contestant from the Alola Region—Ma Ruin.
Currently, he was the director of the Ulaula Island Hikurani Observatory and the administrator of the Alola Storage System, specializing in Steel Type Pokemon.
However, according to Jinghe’s information, he would become one of the first Four Heavenly Kings of the newly established Alola League!
The Steel King!
Even if he was a “rural” King, he was still a King.
Moreover, the Z Moves of the Alola Region were also a concern.
"Gacha!"
Steel Type, huh?
Houndoom held a piece of metal and lightly rubbed it against his sword, performing a sword flourish in the air.
What’s there to fear!
Just do it!
Jinghe smiled and waved, saying, "That’s enough, let’s go watch Da Ye’s match first."
"Yogi~!"
Tyrogue bared his teeth and claws.
Hungry Dragon Roar!
Ma Ruin, nicknamed “Old Ma,” had a nest-like golden hair, a blue coat, and a light blue shirt, with brown pants and shoes, giving him a laid-back appearance.
"Old Ma, are you really eligible to participate in this tournament?"
Little Fatso, Ma Ruin’s cousin, Mamamane, held up the “Young Master World Championship” poster, pointing at the word “Young.”
"Ha ha ha—" Ma Ruin laughed lazily, scratching his messy hair and said, "I’ve already played two rounds and haven’t been disqualified, so I guess I can play, right?"
Mamamane: "."
Was he talking about being eligible or not?
He meant that Ma Ruin looked very old and was always so laid-back, which weakened his initial momentum when facing opponents.
"Old Ma’s opponent today is Teacher Jinghe!" Mao looked at the match list, very excited.
It had been a long time since their last meeting with Teacher Jinghe.
"Teacher Jinghe is very strong!" The usually quiet and shy Suilian also expressed her opinion.
Mao and Suilian had invited Teacher Jinghe to visit Alola last time, but due to some matters, Teacher Jinghe hadn’t made the trip yet.
This time, they could invite him again.
She definitely wanted to show Teacher Jinghe her fishing skills again, Suilian thought.
"
"Exactly!" The fiery Kachi’s eyes seemed to be burning with passion, "If I get the chance, I also want to battle Teacher Jinghe!"
Seeing their bickering, Ma Ruin scratched his head again and smiled lazily.
How could he not know about Jinghe?
His good friend, Zhenghui, had mentioned Jinghe to him more than once.
He said that Jinghe’s Gramps’ evolution was the most extraordinary communication evolution he had ever seen.
Ma Ruin had also watched the recording of Jinghe’s match yesterday.
Honestly, it was best not to encounter that Gramps.
"Dr. Solans mentioned that Teacher Jinghe also has some knowledge in astronomy. After the match, we might be able to exchange ideas."
(End of Chapter)
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