Misty saw that Yuuto had already stepped forward to battle, so she stopped trying to persuade him.
She muttered to herself in her heart:
Whatever, my sisters are sending me monthly travel living expenses now anyway.
If Yuuto loses, I still have money; at worst, I'll just cover for him!
Wait… if I spend money on him… does that count as keeping him like a toy boy?
Then would he have to provide some kind of "service" to me~
As soon as this thought popped up, Misty's face flushed bright red with a whoosh.
She quickly shook her head, tossing those messy thoughts aside.
"Bah, bah, bah! What am I thinking!"
Misty patted her cheeks and scolded herself in a low voice.
But her gaze couldn't help but drift toward Yuuto's back.
A tall, straight figure, a calm posture…
While Yuuto had already started the battle in front, Misty's thoughts were already taking flight in the back.
However, that aggressive-looking spiky-haired boy was quickly dealt with by Pikachu.
With a precise Thunder Shock, Tyrogue fell straight to the ground.
But Yuuto deliberately had Pikachu act as if it were struggling — after the battle, Pikachu even went as far as to pant heavily and sway slightly.
"Huff… huff…"
This acting was practically worthy of an Oscar.
"Tsk, winning so barely, even I could do it!"
Someone in the crowd immediately voiced their dissent.
An imperceptible smile curled at the corner of Yuuto's mouth.
The fish had taken the bait.
Sure enough, under the temptation of the prize money and the "exquisite acting" of the three Pokémon, many Trainers were attracted to challenge him on the first day.
The area around the arena was packed so tightly that not even water could trickle through.
Yuuto's Pikachu, Butterfree, and Pidgeotto took turns on stage; every match was "thrilling," but in the end, they always managed a "narrow victory."
"So strong! Already a thirty-win streak!"
"Forty-win streak!"
"Fifty-win streak!"
The onlookers kept exclaiming in surprise.
Even Misty and Delia weren't idle; after all, the prize money was too tempting, and some Trainers felt they could practice against his companions.
The result…
"Starmie, Water Gun!"
Misty knocked the opponent flat the moment they met.
On Delia's side, Eevee's combat power was also constantly increasing.
"Are the traveling companions also this strong?"
The challengers began to doubt their lives.
Setting up an arena was indeed efficient.
By the end of the day, Yuuto had accumulated a full 180 victories!
Moreover, he was on a continuous winning streak, having not lost a single match!
As evening fell, the sun began to set.
Yuuto announced that today's arena challenge was over.
"Ah? It's over just like that?"
"I've been waiting in line all day!"
"Will it continue tomorrow?"
The crowd grew restless, with many Trainers looking unwilling to leave.
"Continuing tomorrow."
Yuuto said only those two words before rolling up his banner and turning to leave the plaza.
Misty and Delia quickly followed.
Back in the hotel room, Yuuto immediately took out potions and berries to restore the stamina of his three Pokémon.
"Good work today."
He stroked each of their heads one by one.
Pikachu nuzzled his hand affectionately.
Even though it hadn't used its full strength today and spent most of the time acting, Yuuto still carefully gave it a massage to relax.
Watching this scene, Misty suddenly felt a bit touched.
This guy… is truly gentle toward Pokémon.
"Yuuto, how many wins are you going to reach tomorrow…"
"A 200-win streak."
Yuuto didn't even look up. "Then I'll raise the prize money to 100,000 to attract stronger opponents."
"Are you sure you can do it?"
Misty couldn't help but ask.
Yuuto finally raised his head and glanced at her.
"What do you think?"
The confidence in that gaze made Misty's heart skip a beat.
"Hmph, don't cry if you lose!"
She turned her face away, but the tips of her ears were a bit red.
Delia chuckled on the side…
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After eating and drinking their fill and having a beautiful night's rest, Yuuto continued the arena challenge.
The atmosphere in the plaza today was clearly different.
There were more onlookers, but far fewer people actually dared to step up and challenge him.
After all, the news of Yuuto's 180-win streak yesterday had already spread.
Many Trainers, knowing their strength was insufficient, chose to simply watch the excitement.
"A 200-win streak… if that's real, it's way too insane!"
"I think it's unlikely; some experts are bound to show up today."
"I heard a veteran Trainer from the next town is rushing over…"
Amidst the discussions, Yuuto stood calmly in the center of the arena.
The first challenger stepped up.
It was a boy wearing glasses, using a Bellsprout.
"Bellsprout, Razor Leaf!"
"Pikachu, Quick Attack."
Yuuto didn't even have Pikachu use an Electric-type move.
In a single exchange, Bellsprout fell.
"So fast!"
The onlookers gasped.
The next few matches were the same.
Yuuto's Pokémon were striking more and more cleanly and efficiently, completely abandoning the "narrow victory" acting from yesterday.
Because it was no longer necessary.
When the strength gap is large enough, pretending to be weak just looks fake.
When Yuuto's win streak broke 200, the atmosphere on the scene reached a climax!
"200 wins! He actually did it!"
"Oh my god, we're witnessing history!"
"The prize money is at 100,000 now!"
The crowd boiled with excitement.
At the same time, some Trainers who had been observing also showed a fighting spirit in their eyes.
100,000 league coins!
That was no small sum!
Under a great reward, there will surely be brave men.
Soon, several Trainers who were clearly much stronger than before appeared.
A burly man using an Onix.
A red-haired girl using a Ponyta.
And a middle-aged man who fought with two Pokémon in rotation.
Yuuto finally felt some pressure.
But instead, he felt more excited.
"Butterfree, Sleep Powder!"
"Pidgeotto, Wing Attack!"
"Pikachu, Thunderbolt!"
Match after match, Yuuto commanded with composure, and his three Pokémon coordinated perfectly.
The win streak number continued to climb.
210… 212… 215…
When Yuuto defeated the girl with the Ponyta and achieved a 216-win streak.
The scene suddenly went quiet.
Because at the entrance of the plaza, a group of people wearing uniform attire had arrived.
The uniforms were deep blue, with golden crests embroidered on the collars, looking exquisite and expensive.
The leading boy had green hair and an arrogant expression.
As soon as this group walked in, they carried an aura of "we are different from the rest."
The surrounding Trainers subconsciously made way for them.
"Hey, you're that rookie Trainer with the two-hundred-win streak?"
The leader of the Study Tour Group, Nagi, shouted at Yuuto in a cocky tone.
He didn't even look Yuuto in the eye, merely glancing at the banner with a mocking smile.
"The words are written on the sign, recorded right there. Are you blind? Can't you see?"
Arrogant tone?
Misty wasn't going to take that; she immediately snapped back on Yuuto's behalf.
Only then did Nagi turn his gaze toward Misty.
"Heh, a barbarian's companion speaks just as crudely."
"Who are you calling a barbarian?"
Misty almost jumped up, but Delia held her back.
The members of the Study Tour Group looked at Yuuto's win streak record and immediately began whispering among themselves.
"216 wins? That's a load of bull. Are these independent Trainers really this good?"
A girl with permed curly hair said in a shrill voice.
"I bet he just wrote it randomly to gain fame. These poor people love using these dirty tricks."
Another boy with an earring chimed in.
"Exactly. I just saw him using a Pikachu against a Geodude; it's completely the opposite of what the teachers taught us. How could someone like that have a 216-win streak?"
"These independent Trainers just love to brag about themselves. Without the systematic training of our Academy Faction, how could they possibly be this strong?"
The discussions were undisguised, reaching everyone's ears word for word.
The expressions of the surrounding Trainers all changed.
These Academy Faction guys… are way too condescending!
After deliberately letting the group gossip for a while, Nagi finally waved for them to stop with a hypocritical air:
"Alright, alright. We Academy Faction Trainers cannot be as savage as these primitive people. Mind your manners."
As soon as these words came out, the anger of the surrounding Trainers was completely ignited.
"Who the hell are you calling primitive?" A muscular man stepped out, glaring at Nagi.
Nagi wasn't afraid at all, giving a contemptuous smile:
"What, did I hit a sore spot? If you don't even understand basic etiquette, what are you if not primitive?"
"You…"
The muscular man was about to rush forward but was held back by his companion.
After riling up the atmosphere, Nagi stepped forward again and introduced himself to Yuuto:
"Yuuto, right? I'm Nagi from the Beginner Class of the Nanshan Branch of the Kanto Pokémon Noble Academy."
He deliberately emphasized the words "Noble Academy."
"This is the Study Tour Group I'm leading. Our purpose is to observe Kanto's wild Pokémon and you… independent Trainers."
The disdain in his tone was obvious to anyone.
"Although we aren't interested in the prize money you've set."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over the numbers on the banner as he let out a sneer:
"This bit of money isn't even enough for one of our meals."
"But we are very interested in your ability to brag."
Nagi walked to the edge of the arena and looked up at Yuuto:
"A 216-win streak? Heh."
"A record like that is something only the Big Sis of our Academy could achieve in my eyes, not someone like you… a rookie independent Trainer."
"How can this person talk in such a punchable way!" Misty was already rolling up her sleeves.
Fortunately, Delia pulled her back in time.
"Misty, calm down. Yuuto will handle it."
Yuuto remained calm.
Then he smiled slightly.
"What are you laughing at?"
Nagi frowned.
"Nothing."
Yuuto spoke calmly:
"I get what you mean. You're not convinced, right?"
He stepped forward.
"In that case, why don't you hav
e your whole Study Tour Group come and fight one by one?"
Nagi snorted coldly.
"Hmph, don't be so arrogant. I'll expose you right now!"
He turned to his group:
"Who's going first? Let him see what a true Trainer is!"
"I'll do it!"
A tall, thin boy stepped forward.
"Well dressed, perfectly composed.
"Good, then Aoi, you go!"
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