So charming, you want me to raise Pokémon?

Chapter 109 Freshman Performance Match

"Please make sure we have a full-on battle."

"Ah!" Not seeing the scene she wanted, Wanlong looked up at the sky and cried out in regret.

"Of course, I look forward to the day you stand on the opposite side of the field, but let me make it clear beforehand that I will be the one to win in the end." Cynthia accepted Wei Xin's challenge seriously and glanced at Ralts in Wei Xin's arms.

[Let's raise a Kommo-o from now on.]

[This is a good opportunity to find some time to practice with Karuni.]

Are you sure you're making time to find Karuni, or making time to summon Karuni?

"I'm going to go prepare for the competition now. Remember to cheer me on."

"One more thing, remember to choose my elective course, 'The Sinnoh Chronicles'."

Instead of feeling sad for Cynthia who waved goodbye, Wanlong immediately went to Wei Xin's side, sighing and groaning.

"You actually dare to declare war on Cynthia directly? I don't know if you're confident or just plain stupid."

"But since you're planning to take on Cynthia, I have to lend a hand."

As he spoke, Wanlong reached into the canyon and pulled out a black bracelet with a colorful key of evolution embedded in it.

"Hunter J's bracelet? How did it end up with you?" Wei Xin asked.

"Hehe, Gengar plucked it from Hunter J on the way back yesterday." Wanlong covered her mouth and grinned mischievously. Gengar in the shadows stretched out a hand and gave a thumbs up.

No problem, bro.

"Don't worry, I've already reported it to the Alliance." Wanlong handed the bracelet to Weixin. "Consider it compensation for my negligence in putting you in danger."

"If you don't accept it, I don't have anything else to give you," Wanlong said, sniffing and looking aggrieved as she clutched her collar. "I can only compensate you with something that's not easy to broadcast."

If you're going to give away equipment, just give it away. Why all the fuss? It's not like it's being taken from you.

"Your acting skills are superb; you could go and act with Ms. Carrion." Wei Xin put the bracelet on his left wrist, adjusted it to the right size, and held it out to Ralts. "It will come in handy when you evolve into Gardevoir."

After obtaining Ralts, Wei Xin thought about evolving her into Mega Gardevoir when the opportunity arose, and he also looked up relevant information.

Unlike the Evolution Key, which can be freely changed to another user, the Evolution Stone for a specific Pokémon is extremely difficult to obtain. Trainers must take their Pokémon to a special cave and defeat the guardian of the Evolution Stone on their own before the Evolution Stone will transform into the corresponding type.

It is also a traditional ritual.

"Ralts!" Ralts raised its hands and responded energetically.

Although she had no idea what the trainer was saying.

"Well then, for the sake of the Key of Evolution, you can't favor Cynthia in the match later. You have to cheer for me too."

After Wanlong left, Weixin and Mary went to the special audience seats in the front row. Before they could even sit down, Senior Sister Huang scrambled over to Weixin's side.

"Sorry, young lady, I'll borrow your man for a bit. I'll return him to you in a little while."

After saying that, she grabbed Wei Xin and dragged him away without looking back.

"What's going on, senior sister?" Wei Xin looked puzzled. It couldn't be that another villain had attacked, could it? He had only rested for half a day. You can't treat me like a hedgehog-headed superhero.

What will happen to Ralts, Eevee, and Werelia if they die from overwork?

"The professor was supposed to be a guest commentator today, but yesterday the fishermen at sea retrieved all the things that Hunter J had thrown into the sea. The professor led a group to pick them up and encountered professors from several other schools," the senior student said.

"And then?" Wei Xin asked.

One drop of J brings forth all things. The materials dropped by Hunter J are research materials that are priceless and have no market value. But there is only one material. What to do? We can't just sit down and sign a peaceful agreement to divide it up.

The professor, a man with a white leopard-like physique, grabbed the other man's collar, his fingers clenched tightly: "This material was typed by my student, why should I give it to you? I want it all!"

But the professor on the other side was no pushover either.

He could already picture several highly respected old professors, arguing and pulling each other's beards and hair, glaring at each other, fighting until the sky darkened, all for the sake of research materials and data.

Fathead Fish and Flying Fish: Are we playing too conservatively?

"The result is that the professor twisted his back and is now recuperating in the research institute. He can't go on stage. Our research institute is full of clerks. In terms of status and ability, how can we compare to you, the great hero who saved Shanghai?" the senior sister said. "Please, junior brother, this is my request for life."

Then, senior sister, your life is really cheap.

"There's one more thing. The professor wants you to come to the research center after the opening ceremony. He has some great news for you, really great news."

"Good news? Senior sister, I'm a bit naive, don't lie to me."

"Don't worry, your senior sister isn't a nun, she definitely wouldn't lie to you."

"Alright." Wei Xin agreed. The more capable you are, the more work you should do. The commentary booth is also considered the best audience seat, and the opportunity to commentate on a match between a king and a champion is not often.

As I stepped onto the commentary stage, the other two commentators turned around. One was a senior student from the student union, and the other was a school leader.

"Excuse me, there's a problem with our manuscript."

Got it, the makeshift team's theory is finally taking effect.

Wei Xin picked up the headset, put it on, sat down at the commentary booth, raised his hand, brushed his hair back, and revealed a confident smile: "No problem, watch me carry the whole team!"

Watch me set this ragtag group ablaze.

Before long, the countdown on the screen at the top of the stadium was nearing its end, the lights in the stadium came on, and the jovial audience gradually calmed down. At this moment, countless eyes across the country peered through the screen, staring intently at the commentary booth.

"Hello everyone, friends from all over the world. Welcome to the opening ceremony of the freshman competition held by Magic University. I am Wei Xin, the commentator and referee for this match. The two people next to me are my partners."

"Huh?" Mary in the audience looked surprised. How come you're sitting on the commentary stage after only a short time away?

"Mom, look, it's him I was talking about!" In the VIP box, Lillie tugged at Rosamund's sleeve and said excitedly, "He's the one who rescued me from Hunter J."

Why is it you?!

Why do I see you everywhere?

Rosamina slapped her forehead and sighed, "Why don't you try another one?"

"I know everyone is eagerly waiting, so without further ado, let me introduce our two special guests who have traveled a long way to attend this freshman opening ceremony."

Under the lighting technician's control, all the lights in the arena were turned off, plunging the entire arena into a deathly silence. To the eerie melody that sounded like a horror movie, the lights on the right side of the arena came on, revealing a huge purple coffin.

"First up is one of the Unova Region's Four Elite Four, the elusive and mysterious Ghost King, Ms. Wanlong!"

The coffin creaked open slowly, and Wanlong, enveloped in crimson roses, opened her eyes and spread her arms. The red roses transformed into countless butterflies, circling the arena before landing in Wanlong's hand and turning into a red and white Poké Ball. Wanlong pushed up her glasses and gave the arena a strange smile.

"Who is it that plans to embark on a one-way journey to the spirit world with me?"

"It's me, it's me, Sister Wanlong, take me away! Ah, I'm dead!" In the audience, a student fell straight down.

"Holy crap, ambulance, ambulance! This guy's stopped breathing."

The audience in the stadium cheered so loudly that they almost lifted the entire stadium floor, until the sound of footsteps came from the other side of the stadium, suppressing the surging enthusiasm.

The lights shone on the other side of the arena, where a graceful figure in a purple robe appeared, stepping slowly into the arena in high heels.

"Women are just as capable as men! Our other competitor is the Sinnoh Champion, Mt. Coronet in Pokémon battles, a woman among women, the world's strongest female trainer, and an immortal pinnacle in the Pokémon League! Cynthia!"

Cynthia stood on the court, looking ahead: "Just like a student, no matter how many exams I've taken, I can clearly feel the passion in my heart when I step into the exam room."

Cynthia grabbed his shoulder and swung it away, unleashing a wave of heat that swept through the entire stadium.

"Let me etch this passion onto the field!"

Cynthia stood tall on the field, her long, golden hair cascading down her black phoenix crown and onto her black cloud-shaped shoulder. Different shades of black and gray were woven into a magnificent Xiuhe dress, making her appear to grow twenty centimeters taller in an instant, forcefully pushing back the students who tried to stand up to watch.

"Holy crap! Ancient costume Cynthia, buddy, come and see this!"

"Where, where am I? Help me up! Ah, I'm dead again!"

The images of Cynthia and Wanlong collided fiercely on the electronic screen above the arena, sparking brilliant fireworks, and Wei Xin swung his arm down.

"There's no time to grieve for the deceased Emperor. I hereby declare the Shanghai University Freshman Tournament an exhibition match, with no skill restrictions, ten minutes per round to determine the winner. Let the competition begin!"