Chapter 1187: Fighting Girl

Won?

Won!

Pecharunt stared blankly around, facing the mountain-like cheers, falling to the ground with a thud as if it had lost all its strength.

"Mo..."

The shouting suddenly became much smaller, and countless audience members were stunned.

Fell?

Is the myth of the Orre Champion about to be broken?

The answer is no; Pecharunt, lying on its back, gasped for air, silently calming its agitated mood.

So this is Pokémon battle, it feels...

Too bad!!

Pecharunt suddenly flew back to All Baimu's side, its little hands pulling at his shoulders, making a protest sound, "Mo! Mo!"

It will never enter the field again next time!

Even if it dies, it won't!

All Baimu touched its head in return, and said harmoniously: "As long as you behave, I naturally won't force you to do things you don't want to do."

Although he didn't figure out the reason for Pecharunt entering the field at first, based on its subsequent performance and the excited appearance of his companions.

It's not hard to see that Pecharunt took the initiative to fight, influenced by the companions who were fighting hard.

This performance is worthy of praise.

After all, he was very eager to see truth, goodness, and beauty in Pokémon, even if it was a bad peach.

I believe that as long as its distorted thoughts are changed—loving to feed people poisonous mochi, satisfying the greed of the fed without a bottom line, Pecharunt can also perfectly integrate into modern society.

No way, the environment always needs people to adapt, and there are very few who have the ability to change the environment.

"Mo..."

Pecharunt was slightly angry, but didn't dare to show it.

It never felt it did anything wrong; is there a problem with wanting to sleep against people?

Snatching the position of the Dragapult siblings?

That place didn't have their names written on it!

Pecharunt was a bit of a rascal, but it was timid by nature and would only mutter in its heart; it was completely impossible to speak it out boldly.

All Baimu smiled; he could feel the bad peach wasn't convinced, but didn't say much.

If he kept talking, the Galarian Corsola might wake up, and then who knows how much trouble it would cause.

Who let it, as one of the veterans, be forced to be driven to the ducks' shelf in the first place?

Now telling it that a Trainer won't force a Pokémon to do things it doesn't want to do?

Heh! Heh heh!

It's not allowed to lie flat! It has to train and battle every day!

By then, Corsola's resentment will surely swallow the vast Platinum Mountain, bringing great terror!

"All Baimu!"

Bartlas's words interrupted All Baimu's thoughts, pulling him out of the imagination of the super-giant Corsola submerging Platinum Mountain.

Both sides shook hands in a friendly manner.

He asked: "Your these Pokémon—"

"Should count as Legendary Pokémon." All Baimu knew what he was going to ask, nodded and agreed.

A trace of helplessness flashed across Bartlas's serious square face.

Legendary Pokémon certainly cannot be equated with strength, but in All Baimu's hands, they definitely wouldn't be weak.

Just like just now, the three Pokémon clearly exerted extraordinary power in his hands.

Plus the information gap between the two sides...

"Thank you for your hard work, looking forward to the next battle with you!"

Bartlas quickly adjusted his mood and set his goal on the Champion League in the second half of the year.

With this, the first Orre Champion League came to an end.

All Baimu sat firmly in the position of Champion, and the Elite Four also had rankings on the Internet based on their performance in the competition.

Wally looked at himself in third place on his phone and muttered: "Just a little bit."

He should be the one closest to All Baimu!

Now it looks like an eyesore no matter how he looks at it.

"Li Duo~"

Gallade comforted its Trainer; as the culprit, it was undoubtedly very self-blaming.

But it knew that if it blamed itself, the Trainer would inevitably spend energy to comfort it; rather than that, it was better to comfort him instead.

Gallade hugged Wally's head, coaxing him softly like coaxing its own child.

"..."

Wally's handsome face was flushed, but he didn't struggle.

When outsiders weren't around, he was very willing to be so close to his Pokémon; when outsiders were around, he wasn't very willing to show his vulnerable side.

In essence, this teenager in his teens wasn't very mature.

"Wally!"

The shout from afar made him stand up in a panic, responding repeatedly: "Here! I'm here! What's wrong?"

All Baimu approached and said: "I'm done, it's your turn after Bartlas is done."

At this time, they were recording a TV show.

The Champion League had just ended, and the official must do some publicity.

All Baimu, as the protagonist, appeared with his companions and Pecharunt, borrowing the heat of Professor Oak's video to increase his popularity again.

Undoubtedly, he was just rubbing traffic.

Although the Champion was already a top-tier figure, Professor Oak's popularity far exceeded the category of top-tier, which could be called Einstein-level in the previous life, and there was no one, young or old, who didn't know him.

Shanren really wanted to grasp this sky-high traffic.

It could only be said that All Baimu could really do things; who would have thought he could pull out three Legendary Pokémon for no reason?

And his companions and Pecharunt didn't have much resistance to appearing on TV; on the contrary, they liked this feeling of being popular.

Compared to Calyrex and the two horses that rejected humans, they were very willing to express themselves in front of countless eyes.

Especially Fezandipiti.

This bird almost released a large amount of pheromones to attract the attention of the audience.

Thanks to All Baimu's quick reaction, he grabbed this guy and hugged it, so that the "tragedy" didn't happen.

The show host also reacted quickly, laughing and sighing that All Baimu really liked his Pokémon.

The small interlude didn't affect the normal progress of the show.

After All Baimu finished recording the sample, he came out to find Wally, only to see him burying his face in Gallade's arms, as if crying.

"Come on, don't put too much pressure on yourself, one or two gains and losses don't count for anything."

He patted the teenager's shoulder lightly.

People are often different; some can maintain a constant heart no matter how many times they lose, while some can't stand it after losing one game.

Wally was silent, slightly shy.

He was committed to becoming All Baimu's rival, standing on an equal footing with him, but at the moment he was almost indistinguishable from a junior.

"Hmm!"

Wally walked forward quickly, determined to say goodbye to his immature self.

——

The appearance of his companions and Pecharunt kept the Orre Champion League hot for a whole month.

Until the position-swapping battle between Cynthia and Diantha was staged.

The netizens' eyes were drawn elsewhere.

"How did Diantha fall to eighth?" All Baimu was very surprised; in his view, once a Champion becomes Master-level, the probability of falling out is extremely small.

Poryphone said: "She was originally in sixth place, and fell to eighth after losing one game."

"Lost one game..."

All Baimu checked the match record.

Sure enough, she lost to Leon; I remember that in the subsequent Masters Eight, Diantha also encountered Leon...

The scheduling of matches between Master-level Trainers is already rare, and being able to encounter him twice, Diantha was truly unlucky.

However, seeing this scene, All Baimu's mind couldn't help but become active.

Does he have a chance to encounter Diantha?

He is currently 56th, and at the fastest, he only needs to fight one person to participate in the position-swapping battle, and at the slowest, it's two people.

"Help me find the organizer and let them add some matches." All Baimu decided to use the Fruit of Face.

How could he let go of such a good opportunity?

If he doesn't fight Diantha now, he might not be able to encounter her in the Masters Eight.

Poryphone heard this and quickly contacted the World Coronation Series official, while in the villa living room, his companions and Pecharunt were happily watching the replay of the interview show.

"Woof!"

"Zhi!"

"Coo coo~"

They loudly praised Pecharunt for being handsome in front of the camera, and Pecharunt also twisted its body shyly.

Alolan Meowth held a glass of juice and passed by like looking at an idiot.

Of course, it was actually very envious.

How could it, with its flamboyant personality, not hope to show off in front of people?

It was just that it didn't have this strength.

Out of jealousy, Alolan Meowth tried its best to express its contempt for his companions and Pecharunt.

Getting beaten?

Impossible! The Trainer will protect it!

His companions naturally couldn't be bothered to pay attention to it, immersed in their small world with Boss Pecharunt, and their happy appearance made Ogerpon feel envious.

"Poni oh~"

It and his companions, Pecharunt, were old acquaintances, but it was indeed unable to integrate into it.

Fortunately...

"happy~!"

"Poni oh!"

Ogerpon listened to Blissey's serious voice, nodded quickly, and focused its attention on the cookies in the oven.

It and Blissey already had a very good relationship, and the two would cook together whenever they had nothing to do, making things for the Trainer and other partners to eat.

For Ogerpon, a cooking novice, Blissey had never shown impatience, always teaching it patiently; it could be said that there was no teacher more competent than it.

This kindness made Ogerpon feel extra warm inside.

In the bedroom.

All Baimu stroked the Corsola with one hand and soon received a reply from Poryphone.

"Done! Arranged!"

"Arranged who?"

"Stow-on-Side Gym Leader — Bea!"

Huh?

Bea is in the Ultra Class?

All Baimu opened the World Coronation Series software and found after flipping through the current rankings that Bea was actually ten places higher than him!

Another batch of points to eat!

He happily asked Poryphone to buy a plane ticket.

The Galar League didn't have the level of Elite Four, and Gym Leaders were divided into first-string and second-string.

And only the first-string could serve as Gym Leaders.

At the same time, Gym Leaders were overly competitive, holding large-scale competitions every three days, and fighting each other; saying that Bea had the strength of an Elite Four member was actually not an exaggeration.

The neighboring Hammerlocke Gym Leader Raihan was even touted as having Champion strength!

In the animation, Bea also reached the Ultra Class, and even defeated Ash twice, until he won it back later.

"A bit looking forward to it."

All Baimu thought.

He still quite liked this character; the design style was the cute style inherited from GF.

If you love it, you have to eat points hard!

Poryphone looked at the Trainer's expression and knew that what the latter was thinking was definitely not something good.

The next day.

A distinguished guest visited Platinum Mountain.

'Hello, Master of the Mountain.'

Mewtwo looked calmly at the Aggron who was digging a trench and greeted it.

Ordinary people might think that Calyrex and All Baimu were the masters of Platinum Mountain, but for Mewtwo, seeing the true manager of a territory was by no means difficult.

Aggron straightened its waist, "Goo roar?"

'I am about to go on a long journey and want to entrust your human partner with one thing.' Mewtwo stated its purpose directly.

Calyrex appeared like a flash, majestically saying: 'You can just say it to Us.'

Mewtwo looked at this Pokémon it couldn't see through and shook its head: 'No, speaking clearly to a person face-to-face is a matter of politeness.'

Calyrex gazed at it with deep eyes, '... Very well.'

Immediately.

It brought All Baimu, who was playing games with the Shiny Gengar in the villa, over.

All Baimu was startled when he saw Mewtwo, "What's the matter?"

'Thank you for your protection of the Paradise; I have stayed here for a considerable amount of time, and it is time to embark on a journey.'

Mewtwo seemed to be saying goodbye, but added: 'But I see that you don't seem to care much about that place...'

"Because you are there; if you are there, I don't need to be."

All Baimu said as a matter of course.

Managing Platinum Mountain had already consumed most of his energy, and he wanted to devote more time to training.

Mewtwo being able to take on the burden of managing the Paradise was something he was happy to see.

Mewtwo: '...'

It sighed secretly.

It was precisely because it was worried about such things that it came to find All Baimu, 'Why are you willing to hand over the territory to me?'

"No, no, that's not my territory, this is the first mistake."

All Baimu shook his finger, "The Paradise was entrusted to me by a friend to help take care of, but in essence, it belongs to the Pokémon living there.

"And since you moved in, even if I didn't charge you rent, I have the obligation to protect it; who told you to live there?"

Mewtwo was a bit helpless by the sophistry of the person in front of it.

'I understand...'

It didn't say anything more; the other party's attitude was very clear, wanting to hand over the Paradise to it to handle.

If it were the Mewtwo of the past, it would inevitably leave without any scruples.

Forced by humans?

Impossible!

But the Mewtwo of today had long since realized the truth, and its personality wasn't as extreme as in the past.

It knew very well that sometimes humans couldn't communicate, and sometimes they were very easy to communicate with.

And when they spoke, there was kindness or malice hidden behind it.

'Then during the time I am away, please continue to pay attention to the Paradise.'

Mewtwo accepted this moral kidnapping.

All Baimu smiled: "Don't worry, remember to come back early; the Pokémon in the Paradise will miss you."

Mewtwo: '...'

It didn't say anything, flew into the sky with a bang, and disappeared at the end of the line of sight like a missile.

Calyrex said: 'All Baimu, are you really willing to hand over the Paradise to it?'

"If I don't hand it to it, who should I hand it to? You can go if you want." All Baimu turned his head and said.

Calyrex turned its head as if it hadn't heard, disappeared in place, and returned to the small garden.

Who would go to the Paradise!

It looks like a "Paradise," but it's actually a "prison" for exiled criminal Pokémon, and it's too far from All Baimu, so it's not happy either.

Aggron looked at the Trainer with a smile, "Goo roar~"

"This is human wisdom!"

All Baimu nodded at it proudly.

The Paradise had always been something on his mind; it looked like it could be left to its own devices, but it actually still needed occasional management.

Especially now that the Orre League was completely successfully built.

Sooner or later, Trainers would find their way there.

Speaking of which, I don't know how things are over at the Nebel Plateau.

All Baimu remembered that he had invited Magearna and Volcanion to Orre, but until he left, Volcanion didn't give him any response.

Find a chance to go and see. ===== CHAPTER 1188 =====