"Hahaha, Julian, Julian!"

  After having dinner in the room, Julian was lying on the bed and scrolling, when there was a knock at the door and Will's excited voice came.

  "His brai seem right, he's so happy after losing"

  Julian muttered, and Lucario, who was exerg his Aura, got up to open the door.

  "Oh, Lucario it's you"

  Will was slightly taken aback upon seeing Lucario open the door, then happily stepped ihe room to find Julian scrolling through his phone on the bed, background music pying.

  "Let me introduce myself~"

  "I only order milk at a bar even though I'm a cowboy~"

  (T/N: some kind of song lyrics after transtion)

  As soon as Will heard the music, he reized it as Vibrato's test viral cross-dressing video, featuring young dies with great figures, fair skin, and long legs.

  'This scumbag'

  Will secretly said in his heart.

  "Got something to say?"

  Julian tinued swiping on his phone, not b to get up. It's normal for a man to like beautiful and sexy women.

  But Julian had always focused more on Pokémon than girls.

  With his family background, if he really wao find a girl, he could be a scumbag and ge his girlfriend every on a while.

  "I came to tell you, I made it to the top 16!"

  Will said, the pride on his face was about to overflow.

  Now, Julian didn't bother to scroll on his phone, but opehe ference official website, looked at the list of top 16 pyers, and really saw Will in it.

  'This bas***d really is Emperor of Luck!'

  "Hahaha, I told you I was lucky, right? You have to admit it now!"

  Will beamed, notig Julian's slightly stiff expression.

  After today's matches, which had ended with 15 trainers out of 30, orainer among the losers would be randomly selected to fill the 16-trainer bracket, ensuring there would be no byes.

  All those eliminated early were hoping to be that lucky trainer; many even prayed to legendary Pokémon.

  It seemed Togepi merdise were flying off the shelves.

  After all, Togepi was a lucky Pokémon.

  "You should've seen Han, Zosh, and Shen when I wotery; their faces were priceless! If I hadn't run, I would have beeen up by Shen!" Will ughed, reveling in his temporary triumph.

  The individual petition of the Silver Province High School League spawo days, with matches from the top 16 to the top 8, culminating to the top 4.

  In the end, the top four pyers emerged: Julian, Non, Leo, and Thea.

  Will, however, stopped at the top 16.

  The matches for the final four would be held at the main venue, which could aodate nearly 500,000 spectators. Not only would there be hosts, but also special guests to entate oer stages of the petition.

  While the Yale Provincial High School League was a major event, the testants were high school students, and their Pokémon were all under pseudo-Elite levels. Many experts sidered it more of a Baby Cup.

  Therefore, there was no host entary in the earlier matches; it would only start ier rounds.

  Julian's semi-final rival was Non, also a longtime petitor. The match was scheduled for 8:00 AM, with the sed semi-final at 2:00 PM.

  By 7:50 AM, Julian and Non had already taken their positions at opposite ends of the arena, quietly waiting for the match to begin.

  The auditorium was filled with 300,000 eager spectators, with many staff members bringing Pokémon to maintain order and prevent acts.

  Julian stood on the south side of the venue, Non on the north, while the hosts and guests for entary occupied the west side.

  This time, the host was Zeke, a renowned figure from Yale TV Station and a pseudo-Elite Traihe guest o him was the president of the Lake City Trainer Association—an actual Elite Trainer.

  "Mr. William, with both Julian and Non ing from prestigious families, who do you think has the better ce of winning?" the host inquired, a sly smile on his face.

  The backgrounds of both trainers were widely known through social media.

  Responding to the host's loaded question, Mr. William chuckled, "Julian's strength is evident, while Non has only used Pupitar to defeat his oppo's three Pokémon sihe petition began. His remaining two Pokémoill unknown."

  That statement was ambiguous at best.

  "My husband Non is the best in the world!"

  "Non, I want to give you a little fire monkey!"

  "These are all b****** who covet my husband's beauty"

  "Where are the Walker family army? e out and take care of these girls!"

  "For those cheering for Non, I'll send you a bck silk photo!"

  "I'm sorry, brothers, I've betrayed you!"

  Will looked at the live broadcast ents, his face torted with rage, then typed, "Non, you do it!" He even took a sshot to send to someone promising a bck silk photo.

  Shen, witnessing this whole sario, couldn't help but scoff, "Julian is your brother, and you treat him like this?"

  Realizing the absurdity, Will quickly typed a message to the girl again: "And I also have a brother(Julian), so you send two photos."

  Shen: "⊙_⊙"

  "Nicely done hair; hers legs are long and thin, totally worth it!"

  Will wiped ent drool from the er of his mouth, saved the picture, and uploaded it to an online drive, his as smooth and seamless.

  "It's eight o'clock; the match is about to start. I wonder whiowo pyers will send out first?" the host announced.

  Julian threoké Ball into the arena, and as the white light faded, Metagross materialized, catg the rebounding ball with one hand.

  A Poké Ball rebound is a skill every trainer needs; failing to master it could lead to an embarrassing dash to retrieve the ball after a showy throw.

  "Pupitar"

  Non called out, sending forth his first Pokémon with a serious expression.

  "Zen Headbutt!" Julian anded.

  Instantly, Metagross transformed into a silver streak, charging towards Pupitar.

  "No, Why is it so fast?"

  Non cursed inwardly. In his eyes, this Metagross was nothing short of uific—its speed, defense, and physical prowess seemed to defy reason.

  During this time, aside from peting, Non had dedicated his efforts to studying Julian's Metagross.

  After all, if he could defeat Metagross, he might just stand a ce against Julian.