Inside the Goldenrod Gym.
Atop a high platform seating area, Nastina was leaning back in her seat.
She was wearing white long pants and a pink short cape coat that highlighted her excellent figure. Her slanted bangs skimmed just above her eyelids, allowing a clear view of her indifferent expression. Her shoulders were exposed just right, her skin soft and glowing. On her wrists and waist, she had mysterious devices that resembled bracers and a belt, each adorned with shimmering gemstones that added a touch of charm to the psychic girl.
The main arena's doors slowly opened, and Nastina's father shook his head as he led Fang Yuan and the others inside.
"Nastina..."
As the Psychic Uncle turned to look at Nastina, his expression briefly froze.
Today... Nastina was wearing a battle uniform?
Usually, for regular Gym battles, Nastina would wear simple casual clothes, but today she had specifically put on a battle uniform... What was going on?
Fang Yuan, who had entered the Gym with the Psychic Uncle, also looked towards Nastina on the platform...
How to say it... she was a completely different style from the Nastina he remembered... Where were your black stockings?
"Nastina... this person..."
At the same time, with a cough, Nastina's father was just about to say something, perhaps to introduce Fang Yuan's purpose, but he was quickly interrupted by Nastina.
"I already know, Dad. Before today, I had a premonition of his arrival," Nastina slowly stood up and looked towards Fang Yuan.
An unpredicted premonition...
Just like a Prediction Dream, she had a premonition of Fang Yuan's arrival without actively seeking it.
The last person who had triggered such a premonition in her was a boy with a Pikachu.
At that time, Nastina paid close attention to that boy, but unfortunately, in the end, he did not bring her any surprises.
This time, the same premonition appeared again, but unlike the boy who challenged the Gym, the person before her had come to be her mentor.
Nastina was unfazed and looked at Fang Yuan with her red pupils as if trying to discern what was special about him.
"Heart Source Style, Fang Yuan." At this moment, Fang Yuan looked towards Nastina with a slight smile and introduced himself.
He continued, "Miss Nastina, I wonder if you are interested in the matter I mentioned just now."
"I have developed a special method of using psychic abilities, but unfortunately, I have not yet found someone in this world capable of learning it. When I heard of Miss Nastina's talent, I thought that if it were you, perhaps you could inherit this ability perfectly."
Fang Yuan's words made Nastina's father glance sideways, thinking the young man still didn't realize the severity of the situation.
Bravado, keep it up.
The more outrageous your claims now, the worse you'll be beaten later.
"Is that so." Nastina slightly closed her eyes, then slowly opened them, and amid a thunderous rumble, a huge battle arena slowly appeared between Fang Yuan and her.
Nastina said, "Then, sir, demonstrate it to me in a battle."
"However, there's one condition—if the result of the battle doesn't satisfy me, then turn into a doll for a month before you leave."
Nastina had rarely used her psychic abilities to turn people into dolls and then confine them in a space she created with her powers for the past six months.
But this time, Fang Yuan's appearance had made her look forward to it. If Fang Yuan disappointed her, she wouldn't mind using those psychic abilities again.
"Nastina..." Hearing her say that, Nastina's father bitterly smiled, forget it, a normal person would go crazy after being confined like that for a month.
And others may not be aware of Nastina's current strength, but her father was very clear.
Taking her own psychic abilities into account, claiming that Nastina was now at the Four Heavenly Kings level of Trainers wasn't far-fetched at all.
Moreover, the psychic techniques mentioned by Fang Yuan would probably be copied by Nastina the moment he demonstrated them; her father was fully aware of her terrifying talent.
"Agreed."
Fang Yuan spoke as well.
"But if you, Miss Nastina, lose and admit the excellence of my psychic techniques during the battle, then take me as your master."
[As for the master's gift, you can just casually hand over any psychic ability techniques you've learned.]
Fang Yuan smiled, both parties would stick to their own terms—he would teach her, and she could teach him, but officially, Fang Yuan planned to have the upper hand!
......
Location: Goldenrod Gym battle arena.
Battle rules: 1VS1!
In Fang Yuan's words, a single battle could let Nastina see the gap between them.
Nastina teleported in an instant to one side of the field, while at this moment, Nastina's father could only reluctantly take on the role of the referee.
"If Nastina sends out those Pokémon she hasn't trained much, there might still be hope for the opponent, but if she sends out…"
As Nastina's dad walked to the referee's position, a thought just emerged in his mind when Nastina's voice slowly sounded.
"My Pokémon is this one."
Following Nastina's words, without even seeing her touch the Poké Ball, a yellow humanoid Pokémon appeared on the field.
This Pokémon had a wide forehead, and its chest and shoulders seemed to be wrapped in brown armor. Each hand wielded a Superpower Spoon, and the deep pupils seemed to have a See Through ability to peer into everything.