Chapter 84 : Semi-Finals

Denver State High School League Semi-Finals

Ashborn vs. Oliver Chirst

Ashborn relaxed on his bed, scrolling through Instamon after dinner. A knock interrupted him, followed by Terry's excited voice.

"Brain cells are overrated, losing is liberating!" Terry exclaimed, bursting into the room. Lucario, sensing the commotion, rose and opened the door.

"Ashborn, is that you, ahh Lucario?" Terry asked, a bit startled. He then noticed Ashborn on the bed, engrossed in his phone with catchy music playing.

This guy... Terry thought, recognizing the tune from a popular cross-dressing video.

"What's up?" Ashborn mumbled, still glued to his phone.

"I made it to the top 16!" Terry announced, beaming with pride.

Finally, Ashborn looked up, checking the official website. There it was, Terry's name on the list of top 16 players.

"Told you I was lucky! Admit it!" Terry gloated, seeing Ashborn's stunned expression.

Two days later, the top 4 emerged: Ashborn, Oliver Chirst, Fred, and Robert. Terry's journey ended in the top 16.

The semi-finals would take place in the main venue, accommodating nearly 200,000 spectators. Ashborn's opponent was Oliver Chirst, a familiar rival.

At 7:50 AM, both contestants were in position, awaiting the 8:00 start time. The stadium buzzed with excitement as 200,000 fans filled the seats.

The renowned Bowan hosted the event, with a guest commentator from the Lavanny City Trainer Association.

"Mr.Kane, both Ashborn and Oliver Chirst come from prominent families. Who do you think has the edge?" Bowan asked.

Mr. Kane smiled. "Ashborn's strength is undeniable. Oliver Chirst has consistently used Pupitar to defeat his opponents, but his remaining two Pokémon remain a mystery."

Meanwhile, Terry, watching the live stream, was bombarded with comments about Oliver Chirst.

"My husband Oliver Chirst is the best!"

"Oliver, I want to give you to give me your baby!"

"You Vixens, leave my husband alone!"

Terry, filled with rage, typed "Chirst Let's go" and even took a screenshot, privately putting a status upload.

Stephanie, witnessing this, couldn't help but scold, "Ashborn is your brother, and you're doing this?"

Terry, realizing his mistake, quickly messaged the commenter again, "Ashborn is my bro, gotta send two photos now."

Stephanie was speechless.

Terry, after saving and uploading the photo, focused on the match.

"It's eight o'clock, the game begins!" Bowan announced.

Ashborn threw his Poké Ball, releasing Metagross.

Oliver Chirst countered with Pupitar, his expression serious.

"Zen Headbutt," Ashborn commanded.

Metagross transformed into a silver streak, charging towards Pupitar at incredible speed.

Oliver Chirst cursed inwardly. This Metagross was beyond his expectations in terms of speed, defense, and stamina. It was simply too powerful.

 During his time apart from the competition, he spent the rest of his of his time studying Ashborn's Metagross.

After all, only by defeating Metagross can he possibly defeat Ashborn.

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Ara ara~~ Sayo nara ~~