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Pokémon: Groudon Vs. Kyogre? It doesn't matter, I'll Do It

[Dropped]After traveling to a world where Pokémon and humans live in harmony, Aisha happened to run into the episode where Team Magma and Team Aqua stole the "Red Orb" and the "Blue Orb", causing a lot of buzz on the internet. There are also good people who sent out a post [If the Team Magma and the Team Aqua really awakened Groudon and Kyogre, how will the Pokémon League deal with them]. Aisha: "It doesn't matter, I'll make a move!" As a reincarnator, Aisha, who knew that Rayquaza would definitely make a move to check and balance the Twin God Battle, didn't hesitate to choose to say hi. Netizen A: "It's true!" Netizen B: "Older brother, your hand is Dragon Ascend!" Netizen C: "Who says there are no great emperors in the human race!" Netizen D: "His Caterpie evolved into a Rayquaza, I saw it with my own eyes." Until... [Ding - System mission released: ride the Caterpie's evolved form, Rayquaza, to defeat the resurrected Groudon and Kyogre.] [Mission Reward - Opening the Caterpie's evolutionary route to Rayquaza.] Aisha: "???" Caterpie: "???" # # # This is a translated novel Although the genre is Anime and Comics, the game is also mentioned several times, but fanfic mostly focuses on the Anime (I only watched Black and White) and the manga, Pokémon Adventures (which I had never read) Feel free to leave a comment to correct my mistakes Updating schedule: -

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Red's Attention

Misty was a bit dazed.

After slightly recalling something about the name Aisha, this Cerulean City mermaid remembered what kind of person this opponent who had soiled herself was - a newbie UP master who was live streaming Pokémon versus Pokémon games on the B station during this period of time, although he didn't start live-streaming for a long time, he quickly advanced to the Master Ball level by relying on his skillful and ever-changing tactics and combat abilities, the speed of scoring is like cheating.

Misty also followed a friend's recommendation to watch some of Aisha's videos in her spare time, so she was a little bit impressed by this beautiful young man who wasn't very old but was not weak and had an excellent look.

"So it's this guy..."

Realizing the identity of her opponent, Misty's resentment that filled her belly dissipated quite a bit.

After all, the other party's attainments in Pokémon battles were far beyond the norm, to the extent that his friend, the Kanto Region's Champion, the 'Man of Battle', Red, had praised him, so it was only natural that he would have lost to him.

"One or two of them are sparring fiends who don't know how to give in to a beautiful girl, no wonder that wooden head of Red likes to watch this guy's live streams and videos."

Unable to resist pouting to complain about Aisha's steel-straight behavior, Misty also remembered a dear friend of hers.

Yes, the friend who recommended Misty to watch Aisha's videos was Red.

What kind of person was Red?

Born in the Kanto region, in Pallet Town, he was favored by Professor Samuel Oak, a leading academic in the Pokémon research field, and became a Pokémon trainer at the age of ten. Relying on his unparalleled combat talent, he grew up quickly and fleshed out his own wings, and defeated the leader of Team Rocket with the weakest of the strong, and dismantled the evil organization, won the Indigo Plateau Conference, and is now the unrivaled Kanto Champion, standing on top of the snowy Mt. Silver waiting for his powerful opponent...

This man's legendary deeds had already shaken so many people that many senior trainers agreed that he was the strongest man in the world.

Even such a legendary man couldn't help but praise Aisha for his "superior tactics", which naturally attracted the attention of some of the bigwigs within the circle.

In this way...

"Won't the live broadcast where I lost to this guy without a fight be seen by everyone?"

Sorting out this logic, Misty instantly put on a pain mask.

It wasn't that she couldn't afford to lose.

As a Pokémon League Master who assisted in the examination of trainers, Misty had never been too entangled in matters of victory and defeat, and had a large frame of mind.

The main... Network battles were different from gym challenges.

Generally for the sake of efficiency and rapid scoring, even as champions, elites, or gym leaders everyone wouldn't put up much of a fight, instead they would squarely bring out some real level of skill against each other.

This issue also turned out to be the source of Misty's autism problem...

If word got out that he had been slept through an entire sparring match by this young kid, her life as a gym leader would be over, right?

Misty knew that her other friends might not care too much, but Red had been following Aisha's channel with high intensity, and the videos and live streams were being viewed over and over again without fail, so the fact that she had been defeated must have already landed in his eyes.

Then, this matter is not far from everyone knowing.

Send.

"Eh?"

When Misty was lost in thought, her cell phone also lit up the screen, displaying a message from "Red".

... ...

Kanto region, Pallet Town.

"Misty lost too?"

Having returned home and watched Aisha's live stream on his computer screen, Red, who happened to see Misty's tragic defeat under the teenager's sleep tactics, also revealed an interested expression.

Afterward, he edited a message and sent it to Misty, expressing something along the lines of "This anchor is very strong, losing is nothing", before Red also looked at a young girl next to him.

"Eh... Misty isn't a match for this anchor either?"

Feeling the line of sight from Red, the blonde girl wearing a straw hat also couldn't help but slightly redden her pretty cheeks, pretending to be calm as she spoke about the live broadcast.

Her name was Yellow of Tokiwa Grove.

"Hmm."

When it came to having something to say about Aisha, Red's excitement seemed to be extraordinarily high, and she quickly responded and added to Yellow's words.

"This anchor's theoretical knowledge is already beyond that of a considerable number of senior trainers, and even the average gym leader can't compare to his knowledge of the Pokémon itself paired with skills, ability, props, and other elements."

Looking at the live broadcast screen, using Butterfree as the core of the team to win several times, Red that steely eyes could not help but reveal a trace of fiery battle intent between them, said: "Even the weak Butterfree has become the core of a team in his hands, and can exert a force that cannot be ignored in the battle. It is normal for this anchor's battle ability to be higher than Misty's..."

"Not only Misty, even among the trainers we know, I'm afraid we can't find a few who can compare to him."

As a veteran viewer of Aisha, it was only natural that Red had some knowledge of his tactics as well.

Sneaky and unconventional... Completely elusive.

Every live broadcast, the tactics Aisha used would not have much connection.

However, despite this, this young anchor's use of tactics had also still arrived at a level that was almost pure.

Even Red couldn't help but be amazed by the appropriate skills and props that perfectly complemented the tactics, as well as the arrangement of each Pokémon playing strictly in its place.

"His tactical understanding of Butterfree is just too strong."

"Well, unless he is also a powerful trainer proficient in Butterfree in reality, otherwise it would be impossible for him to possess this kind of awareness that can squeeze out the last drop of a Pokémon's potential in order to perfectly utilize its strength."

Outsiders looked at the scene, but insiders looked at the doorway.

Red and Yellow are both powerful senior trainers, their understanding and knowledge of Pokémon battles is naturally more than just on the surface, seeing something deeper, they have already developed a strong curiosity about Aisha.

After all, the strength of a trainer is undoubtedly based on the strength of the Pokémon.

Only a strong trainer who had gone through thousands of battles would be able to have the conditions to utilize various tactics skillfully.

The quality of a trainer is also evident through the performance of online battles.

After what seemed to be a simple and crude hypnotic tactic, it was actually a strict test of the trainer's knowledge of Pokémon and rich enough experience in battles...

Red and Yellow almost naturally assumed that Aisha must have been quite knowledgeable about both Pokémon cultivation and sparring in reality, which was why he had researched this kind of subtle tactic.

"You can also try to learn from his use of Butterfree, this kind of Pokémon should not have been used as the main personnel in a frontal battle, and it is more appropriate to do your best to utilize your abilities as a support."

Red also smiled as he looked towards Yellow and voiced his thoughts.

He knew that Yellow also had a Butterfree with good strength.

If that child had also learned Aisha's tactics to complete a tactical transformation, having an additional gold medalist assist would undoubtedly be an effective strength boost for Yellow.

"Ah, good... Good!"

Little Yellow naturally blushed and accepted Red's seemingly concerned suggestion.

No matter what the young girl in love, Yellow, was thinking in her heart, Red, who probably didn't mean anything in that regard, had already looked at Aisha's framed camera interface, and clicked on the "Sleep Powder" again and again with a wild smile. The Pokémon that keeps hypnotizing its opponents has brought smiles to the handsome faces of several opponents.

Based on his experience, Red was calculating Aisha's strength.

"Hard power is definitely above Misty, and paired with his powerful sparring ability and tactical literacy, even some elites might not be his opponent."

Misty still didn't know that she had become the unit of measurement that Red used to calculate Aisha's strength.

"I really want to fight against him."

With his eyes burning into the teenager's face, Red, who was thirsty for an opponent, was already unable to resist lifting a smile.