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Professional-level trainers were recognized by the state as military forces, walking institutions of power, and enjoyed the treatment of high-ranking officers.
Master trainers who had obtained "master certification" had entered the top military officer class.
At the same time, master certification was also the minimum requirement for becoming a Gym Leader. Only by becoming a master trainer could one participate in a country's highest Elite Qualifying Tournament and be eligible to compete for an Elite position.
It could be said that master trainers were already the class closest to the very top.
This level of trainer appearing on the college student stage...
"Despair.jpg."
"There's no point anymore. I suggest the organizers just send the trophy to the gates of League University."
"Hey, isn't it Central University that's really suffering? Without Caroline this year, their hopes were already slim. Now their dream of winning the national competition three times in a row is completely shattered."
"I think Capital University is the most uncomfortable, right? They had hoped to win the championship, but their luck is terrible."
"Indeed, Roy's performance in Europe was too terrifying. I still felt there was suspense, but now..."
"There's some gossip—do you know? Central University's school team roster has changed, and foreign assistance has appeared."
"???"
"No way, there really is foreign aid. Takeshi Aihara—this name sounds so familiar."
"He's the Japanese genius who was defeated by Roy some time ago."
"If he was defeated, then what's there to be afraid of..."
"It's hard to say. Takeshi Aihara just passed the professional-level assessment recently, breaking through his bottleneck."
"He's like Henry was last year, and he's very significant reinforcement for Central University, which was already strong."
"This is terrible for Capital University. Absolutely terrible."
Whenever a competition was held, the atmosphere on the internet became as lively as Chinese New Year.
With Henry's master certification, there was no suspense about the result of this national competition.
A considerable number of fans believed this would be the most boring national tournament in history.
Some of them genuinely thought so.
But there were also fans of Dragon King Henry who were showing off and making famous statements.
"It's boring without any rivals!"
"That's right, I don't even want to watch a competition where my idol is guaranteed to win the championship."
"The medal isn't even made of pure gold—the standards are too low."
Spiritual Realm.
At the top of the Tree Of Beginning.
At this moment, a strange scene was unfolding.
A black-haired young man was suspended in mid-air, cyan-colored energy flowing throughout his body, radiating an astonishing sense of pressure.
This person was obviously Roy.
He slowly opened his eyes, and his originally gray pupils were now shining with red light.
"Hiss—!"
Roy took a deep breath and slowly raised his hand toward the sky.
Immediately, energy surged throughout his body, and substantial psychic power gathered between his palms before launching outward in wave-like form.
The atmosphere trembled, and clouds parted.
If there were a trainer or Pokémon specializing in Psychic-type moves present, they could recognize what it was at a glance.
Psychic.
"So this is master-level psychic power..."
Roy clenched his fists and told himself to remain calm.
You're a beast master who stays in the back row, not a battle mage.
But even so, he still couldn't hide the excitement on his face.
It had been ten months since he obtained the D virus.
Through daily Calm Mind meditation day and night, Roy's psychic abilities had finally broken through to master level.
Don't think this was slow—Cade had practiced psychic abilities diligently since childhood and had been training for ten years, yet was only at proficient level. It was naturally much more difficult for humans to practice psychic abilities than for Psychic-type Pokémon.
After all, being psychic was a genetic mutation, not normal human evolution.
Also, since the D virus was inherited from Deoxys, Roy's psychic properties were very unique.
The destructive power of his psychic abilities was far stronger than other human psychics at the same output level, and he could even use psychic moves that only Pokémon typically could.
"Whew."
Roy lifted his full psychic output state, landed on the ground, and his eye color returned to normal.
He picked up his phone and confirmed today's date.
"About time..."
Roy said.
Immediately, he closed his eyes and used his other, more practiced power.
The power of aura.
Although aura didn't have the amazing destructive power of psychic abilities, and Roy as a human couldn't emit Aura Sphere, its functionality was much stronger than psychic power.
Whether for sensing, communication, barrier defense, or activating Key Stones and Z-Crystals, it was very practical.
The aura spread out in all directions in wave form, conveying Roy's intentions.
[Assemble!]
Soon, Pokémon responded.
The shadow under Roy's feet floated up as Mimikyu emerged and climbed onto his shoulder with practiced ease.
Notably, with Roy wearing his red outfit, from a distance it really did look like the legendary trainer with Pikachu.
"Kyu—!" Mimikyu pressed against Roy's cheek and spoke in a low voice.
"Well, good morning. You're very cute today too."
Roy smiled and touched it, feeling through the painted cloth to the body inside.
It felt... round and soft, like a small cushion.
A few months ago, Mimikyu had still resisted this kind of behavior and touching Roy's face.
But now, it didn't resist at all and even seemed to enjoy this physical contact very much.
Naturally...
Even for Roy, if he wanted to see the real body under the painted cloth, that was absolutely impossible.
That was an absolute taboo for Mimikyu.
It was unfortunate, but Roy didn't force the issue.
Four months had passed, and Mimikyu had changed considerably.
Mimikyu had reached its racial limit several years ago when it was still a wild Pokémon, before joining the team.
Of course, as a wild Pokémon, due to unstable environment and insufficient resources, when Mimikyu joined the team, it was equivalent to having at most one year's worth of stored potential.
Now, with the completion of its Sage Arts training and after absorbing large amounts of natural energy, Mimikyu had officially broken through its racial limit a month ago.
Mimikyu, professional-level accumulation period: one year and six months.
The true founder of Sage Arts.
The second to return was Ninetales.
It had been following Regice's training regimen in an ice cave some distance from the summit.
It was obvious that Ninetales had moved immediately after hearing Roy's aura call to arrive so quickly.
The biggest difference between today's Ninetales and four months ago was the cold air radiating from its body.
Roy habitually reached out, about to pet the fox as he did daily. The biting cold sensation from his fingertips made him instinctively withdraw his hand and gasp.
"Nine~" Ninetales looked at him mournfully.
"Sorry, I forgot. I wasn't paying attention."
Roy said quickly. After placing a layer of aura barrier on his hand, he reached out to Ninetales again.
Obviously, there was a big difference between having protection and not having it.
This time Ninetales wasn't satisfied at all, its tail swishing irritably.
This body-freezing symptom had lasted for half a month.
This was a side effect of practicing Never-Melt Ice, causing the body to emit extremely cold air.
Even Regice, known as the "Ice Pillar," wasn't exempt from this. Anyone who touched its surface would inevitably be affected by the minus-200-degree cold air.
In terms of combat power, this was undoubtedly beneficial, adding a form of protective chill.
But from a lifestyle perspective, Ninetales was very uncomfortable and had fallen into a state of frustrated desires.
"We'll find a solution, don't worry," Roy comforted.
This side effect was beyond Roy's expectations and made him very uncomfortable, since he couldn't play with the fox happily anymore.
However, he couldn't think of a solution for the moment, so he could only comfort Ninetales like this for now.
He hoped Ninetales wouldn't abandon the Never-Melt Ice power in a fit of anger.
The biggest change in Ninetales over the past four months was undoubtedly mastering Regice's Never-Melt Ice.
And achieving Ice-type Sage Arts.
These two forms of ice energy had undoubtedly reached the level of advanced energy.
However, because the levels of these two energies were too high, Ninetales couldn't fuse Never-Melt Ice and Sage Ice, and could only use one at a time.
Ninetales, racial limit A+, Never-Melt Ice and Sage Ice.
The third to arrive was Electabuzz.
Electabuzz had deepened its Thunder Armor technique. When outdoors, it often attracted natural lightning.
Therefore, for safety reasons, its training location wasn't far from the Tree Of Beginning's summit. This way, even if thunderstorms occurred, they wouldn't affect others.
Electabuzz's training was extremely rigorous. These days, the Max Revives it consumed had doubled compared to when they were in China, and the training intensity was remarkably demanding.
In fact, even now, Electabuzz was working out.
"Buzz!"
Roy saw Electabuzz waving hello to him while holding Little Nebula with its other hand, performing lifting movements like using a dumbbell.
At this time, Little Nebula was no longer in its previous Cosmog form.
After opening Ultra Wormholes six times, it had evolved into Cosmoem.
Cosmoem consisted of three layers: the innermost core, the nebula-like purple part in the middle, and the outermost shell made of curved golden objects.
The innermost core was where Cosmoem's eyes, mouth, and nose were located.
However, in the Cosmoem state, its eyes were always closed, and its body had entered a kind of dormant condition.
"Mo!"
Seeing Roy, Little Nebula showed a happy expression and immediately launched itself, ready to jump onto Roy's shoulder.
"Stop!"
Roy's face changed dramatically, and he quickly moved away.
Little Nebula flew through the air and crashed to the ground with a bang.
Boom!
The earth shook and cracked, creating a deep crater.
Roy, who had narrowly escaped, said angrily:
"Don't you have any awareness of your current weight?"
Little Nebula made a sound of grievance.
In the Cosmog state, it really was like a cloud—only 0.2 meters tall and weighing 0.1 kilograms. It was so light it could be blown away by wind.
But after evolving to the Cosmoem state, its size had shrunk to 0.1 meters, but its mass had reached an astonishing 999.9 kilograms.
A baby that weighed nearly a ton wanting to perch on your body... who could handle that?