The strength of peers

For a Pokemon, there are only three ways to grow.

Breeder, trainer, battle!

Battling is the most dangerous of them, but also the fastest way to grow. Especially in life-or-death battles where the spirit, will, and soul are highly concentrated, Pokemon are the most tempered.

A sufficient and nutritious meal, reasonable training, and appropriate combat training are indispensable for cultivating a powerful Pokemon.

Therefore, Bruce looked at Torchic and Beldum in front of him and decided to fight a tough battle.

Today is July 15th, the weather is good, and it has been six days since Bruce conquered Beldum.

Today, Beldum's strength has just reached the tenth level, which is the ordinary level.

And Torchic's level has reached level 15, which is only a step away from evolution.

"Of course, this is reality after all. The evolution level of Pokemon will not be exactly the same as in the game. It is normal for evolution to advance or delay," Bruce thought.

After this period of training, the two Pokémon have laid a solid foundation, and their physique and abilities have greatly improved.

From now on, they can start the next stage of training: Pokemon battles.

Although there are hot-blooded idiots like Diego in the gym to provide experience points, as the level increases, the experience points provided obviously cannot keep up with Torchic's speed of progress.

As for the other senior apprentices, their Pokemon are much stronger than Torchic, so there is no need to fight.

Therefore, Bruce decided to go to the battle club for Pokemon battles.

The so-called Pokemon Club is actually an organization under the jurisdiction of the Pokemon Association, which can provide battlefields and suitable opponents.

The battle club is in the center of Fairbay city.

"Hello, welcome."

When Bruce entered the lobby of the fight club, a young receptionist at the front desk greeted him with a smile.

Following the sound, Bruce found that there were more than ten receptionists in the hall, and there were trainers of different ages standing in front of almost every receptionist.

"Hello."

With a calm expression, Bruce slowly approached and responded.

He was wearing a simple white short-sleeved shirt. After all, he was an eighteen-year-old boy with a strong sense of youth. He also had an attractive appearance and a slender figure, which seemed to be more dazzling than the sunlight slanting in from outside the hall.

The receptionist at the front desk lost her mind for a moment, then with a bright smile on her face, she said, "Hello sir, what can I do for you?"

Bruce said, "I want to have a Pokemon battle."

The receptionist nodded with a smile and said, "Alright, sir, our battle club can provide a battlefield, where you can choose to play against a sparring partner or other trainers."

"The sparring partner is equivalent to the battle club staff. They have extensive experience and can send out Pokemon according to your requirements, but this requires an additional fee of 500 PokéDollars per hour."

"The other trainers have the same identity as you. They do not belong to the fight club. We only act as matchmakers, matching you and providing you with a fighting place. One hundred PokéDollars per hour."

Bruce's expression remained unchanged. After thinking for a while, he opened his mouth and said, "First one hour for the other trainers and then one hour for the sparring partner."

Upon hearing this, the receptionist's eyes lit up and she quickly accepted: "Alright, sir, please fill in your basic information and we will arrange a match for you immediately."

Bruce took the form, looked at it carefully, and quickly filled it out.

Name, ID number, Pokemon species, Pokemon strength.

What needs to be fought is the Torchic that is about to evolve, so Bruce directly fills in its species and strength.

After completing the information, the receptionist said: "Next, you can wait in the lobby for a while, and when a suitable opponent is found, the lobby screen will display your name and the battle location."

"Okay." Bruce nodded and found a chair to sit and wait.

at the same time,

A slim boy with square-framed glasses was also registering information at the front desk.

Name: Oliver Dragneel 

Pokemon: Squirtle

Pokemon strength: normal level

After completing the information, Oliver was full of anticipation.

The Squirtle he tamed had good aptitude and its strength improved very quickly.

Yesterday he secretly inquired about it in the class group, and now only his Squirtle has managed to reach the normal level in the whole class!

Of course, he is not complacent, but wants to improve Squirtle's strength faster!

"According to my cousin, the Main University is full of talented trainers, my little progress is nothing..."

"If you want to stand out at the Main University, start with the Battle Club!"

Here is his first step to becoming a great trainer!

In the hall, Bruce closed his eyes and rested his mind, quietly waiting for the match to be successful.

There are many people in the battle club, many of them are teenagers and girls the size of Bruce Normal, and they should all be recent high school graduates.

After all, only the novice trainer has that excitement and curiosity.

Two minutes later, a message appeared on the hall screen.

"ID7777, Trainer Bruce, please go to battlefield 09..."

"ID7778, Trainer Oliver, please go to battlefield No. 09..."

When his name appeared on the screen, Bruce got up and went to the battlefield under the guidance of the signs.

Site 09, when Bruce and Oliver arrived here, young people in referee uniforms were already waiting for them.

This is an indoor battlefield. It is said that the entire field is built with special materials, which can withstand battles below the master level.

"Hello."

Seeing the two arrive at the battlefield, the young referee immediately greeted them.

"Are you Bruce and Oliver?"

-Yes.- Both nodded at the same time.

At the same time, Oliver looked indiscriminately at Bruce next to him, thinking to himself.

He looks like someone of the same age, so he must be a graduate too, right?

Does he also have normal-level Pokemon?

Surely even in Fairbay city, there is no shortage of talented trainers!

"I am the referee for site number 09. Next, you will have the temporary right to use site number 09 for one hour."

"You can start fighting at any time when you are ready, and I will be your referee at that time," said the young referee.

Although the usage time is one hour, in this kind of low-level battle, the winner can often be determined in one or two minutes.

More time is spent on healing injuries and recovering strength.

"I can do it anytime," Oliver said first, eager to try.

He can't wait to experience the level of his peers.

"No problem." Bruce nodded slightly.

"Alright, let's start now." The referee nodded slightly and walked to the center of the field.

The two stood on either side of the battlefield, looking at each other from a distance.

They did not know each other and there were no polite words, they simply took out the Poké Balls.

Seeing that the two were ready, the referee raised the flag and said loudly: "The battle format is 1 vs 1. If any Pokemon loses the ability to fight, the battle will end."

Suddenly, he waved the flag and said: "Then, let the battle begin!"

When the referee's voice fell to the ground, the two threw Poké Balls at the same time.

"Come on, Squirtle!"

"Come on, Torchic!"

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To be Continued

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