Chapter 60 Stirring Up the Fighting Spirit_1

"Torkoal is unable to battle…"

Two minutes later, with Torkoal's defeat, Xu Jing from Heavenly Heart Dojo advanced, and Xiao Wen Yu was regrettably eliminated.

The slow-moving Torkoal, facing a Pokémon like Casey that could both run and fight, was at a significant disadvantage throughout the battle.

The outcome was as expected.

Seeing this, Fang Yuan sighed.

He was now set to face the psychic Xu Jing in the final showdown.

And his confidence in victory... was only fifty percent.

This was the only battle he was not very sure of.

After the match ended, Fang Yuan didn't wait for the commentator to give a battle review. He said goodbye to Lin Jing and immediately left for the warm-up area provided for competing trainers.

Since there were only two battles this morning, there was still a long time before the finals; during this time, he and Eevee could make some more preparations.

And that preparation… was utterly exhausting.

...

"Thank you."

In the medical room of Oriental Pearl Stadium, after an Elf Doctor's Chansey helped Eevee recover its physical strength, Fang Yuan expressed his gratitude.

"Bwoo."

Eevee hopped onto Fang Yuan's shoulder and also said thank you.

"This is already your second visit this morning. Even though we'll do our best to ensure Eevee is in peak condition for the battle, the more frequent the treatments, the lesser the short-term effects will be," the Elf Doctor said with a wry smile.

"It should be common knowledge by now; repeated healing of Pokémon can cause resistance to healing techniques."

"This is definitely the last time," Fang Yuan said awkwardly.

"Yet your will to win is commendable. You must hang in there for the upcoming final!" the Elf Doctor encouraged.

Fang Yuan and Eevee expressed their thanks again.

Since the organizers guaranteed that Pokémon would be in their prime condition for the matches, Fang Yuan and Eevee conducted a little test before the finals began.

The test was to find Eevee's limit.

And the method for testing was to continually use moves like "Quick Attack" and "Sand Splash."

For the upcoming finals, Fang Yuan visualized the likely battle scenarios between the two Pokémon in his mind.

Considering the fighting styles of Eevee and Casey, their battle was expected to be a war of attrition.

In the short term, neither Eevee nor Casey could get the better of the other.

Both kept attacking fervently, aiming to knock down their opponent, but each move was promptly dodged. The standoff was lengthy, consumption was great, and the exchanges relentless, resembling a tug-of-war.

During this time, if either side made even the slightest mistake, it would mean a total loss.

Eevee's advantages lay in its abundance of stamina and its toughness, honed through intensive training with Rattata and the Bite-specific training, solidifying its real superiority.

And Xu Jing's Casey was unpredictable in movement, formidable in attack, and could be considered a hybrid of Dream Demon and Snorunt that Fang Yuan had faced before, combining the strengths of both.

Therefore, if Eevee were to win, it would most likely be due to its superior physical endurance and willpower.

After leaving the medical room, Eevee stood on Fang Yuan's shoulder, looking up at the sky, somewhat reflective of the efforts of these past days.

The next moment, Eevee felt its head being stroked; it looked down to see that it was, indeed, Fang Yuan.

"Don't feel pressured."

"Even if you don't win, I'll still buy you a phone, after all, you've worked very hard," Fang Yuan said with a smile.

Eevee: (✪ω✪), immediately showing a surprised and delighted expression.

Following that, Eevee heaved a long sigh of relief, as if it had shed some burden.

Just then, Fang Yuan suddenly felt his shoulder go limp.

Upon closer inspection, he realized that Eevee had almost immediately adopted the demeanor of a defeated fish.

It was as if the words "I don't want to try anymore" were written all over its face.

Fang Yuan was instantly alarmed.

Shouldn't you be more moved and then unleash 120% of your battle strength for the fight?

Why did you just collapse in a heap all of a sudden?

This isn't following the script at all.

"We've got a big problem..." Fang Yuan thought and somewhat missed the early days of specialized training with Eevee.

Back then, Eevee was a good kid, couldn't bear to see Fang Yuan, the Trainer, struggle, trained hard, and had no regrets.

But now...

Fang Yuan felt that Eevee's state was not good.

Not good at all.

He immediately added:

"Even if we don't win, I'll still buy you a phone, just not too expensive a one, you know we're short on money."

"I was going to get you a senior phone like my grandma's, small body, loud volume, simple operation, very suitable for you."

Eevee: ???

After these words, Fang Yuan felt his shoulder get much heavier.

Eevee bristled all at once, tensed up its entire body, and abruptly stood up.

Following that, Eevee patted Fang Yuan's shoulder, reassuring him.

"Bwoo!"

It called out confidently, as if to say it was sure to win this championship!

"That's the spirit I want to see!" Fang Yuan said with satisfaction.

"Come on, let's have a good meal at noon."

…

Time passed bit by bit.

The Little Phoenix King Cup official website, the official forum, and even the live Dawn Streaming APP were all bustling with activity.

The Little Phoenix King Cup was drawing to a close, with only the final battle left.

Watching these battles between New Trainers had its own charm; perhaps a few years later, looking back, these New Trainers would have grown into well-known Professional Trainers or even national-idol-level of the Four Heavenly Kings, the champions of the Four Heavenly Kings.

This feeling was very unique.

As a dark horse, Fang Yuan, a non-seeded contestant, had reached the finals, garnering the most attention.

Although the Little Phoenix King Cup was not highly influential, for a New Trainer to receive such attention was indeed a matter of pride.

On the afternoon of that day, the time for the final battle was slowly approaching.

The spectators had arrived early at their seats, waiting for the last battle to begin.

On the other side, the guests were also arriving one after the other, discussing what the final outcome might be as they walked.

"This Fang Yuan is really unexpected, Principal Shen, aren't you the one who loves scouting talent the most? The school that Fang Yuan attends seems to be just an ordinary high school. If you could invite him, he might be quite willing to transfer over."

"By next year's college entrance exam, maybe we'll have another top talent at Demon Capital University."

"You talk too much." The person called Principal Shen gave the guest who was speaking to him a glare, but he was already considering the proposition in his mind.

Their school wasn't short of money, but they needed talent, and if these graduates became Professional Trainers, their alma mater would also shine.

"I'll look into it after it ends, and if appropriate, maybe we can have a talk," Principal Shen thought.

Ten minutes later, everything was ready, and the Referee, along with the Commentators, took their respective places.

As the start of the match neared, amidst the applause of the audience, Fang Yuan and Xu Jing emerged from the player tunnels on either side.

Xu Jing looked very ordinary, no different from a regular high school student, but her eyes were very striking, compelling one to gaze at them a few seconds longer.

Fang Yuan cleared his throat and looked towards the opponent. He was just about to open his mouth when Xu Jing interrupted him first: "Shh, stay quiet and wait for the match to begin, alright?"

"..." Fang Yuan.

What's this about? Can't even talk now?

These days, every competitor seems more delicate than the last.