Greatest Pokémon Trainer

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For the next half month, Fang Yuan and Eevee were repeating the same special training.

In fact, the content of the special training had basically been determined, and they couldn't come up with any new tricks anymore.

On the day after learning about the different stages of a Trainer from Uncle Shan, Eevee showed a marked increase in the speed training, especially the duration of its Quick Attack move, and this duration was still steadily increasing every day, indicating that the effects of the Sand Scale Fruit were gradually coming into play.

Its Shadow Clone ability also progressed from a maximum of two afterimages to slowly becoming three.

A week later.

The Sand Scale Fruit completely lost its effect, and the efficiency of the speed training decreased, but Fang Yuan and Eevee still continued with the training without giving up.

As the Shadow Clones stabilized at four afterimages, Eevee finally mastered Dark Fang energy.

The dark brown energy spread over Eevee's teeth, now resembling the rudimentary form of the Bite Technique.

However, the biting range of the Dark Type energy was still too small... It wasn't yet mastered, and they needed to continue practicing.

During this stage, a series of good events happened to Eevee one after another, and the first step of Counter Shield training also yielded results.

The beverage bottle that Eevee had been holding for half a month was finally burst by the rotational force of the sand inside.

After that, Fang Yuan bought several different bottles to experiment with, and then could definitively confirm that Eevee had found the sensation of rotating Sand Splash.

With only one week left until the Little Phoenix King Cup, Eevee had achieved good results in every special training.

As for the last week, Fang Yuan and Eevee didn't do anything else and chose to continue consolidating their previous gains.

Dangerous Premonition trait, Bite Technique, Counter Shield.

"Eevee, Rattata, you can stop now."

At the Starshine Battle Club, following the sound of footsteps, Fang Yuan called a halt to Eevee's training.

"Bwoo!"

Eevee opened its eyes, and the four Rattata surrounding it stopped their attack.

This was the last day of Eevee's special training at Starshine Battle Club; tomorrow, Fang Yuan planned to head to Magic City.

"Uncle Shan."

Looking at the middle-aged man who walked in, Fang Yuan expressed his gratitude: "Thank you for the past three weeks."

"Don't mention it, I haven't done much; the hard work was all your own," Uncle Shan said.

"Your and Eevee's efforts during these days will not be in vain. I look forward to seeing you at the Little Phoenix King Cup."

"Bwoo..."

Eevee called out wearily.

They were not parting for life or death; why make the atmosphere so awkward?

"No problem, just wait to see me in action," Fang Yuan scratched his head.

"And there's one more thing, Uncle Shan, before the term starts, I don't want to leave the Starshine Battle Club, when I come back from Magic City, please continue to welcome me."

"Rest assured, I still have that much human kindness," Uncle Shan said.

Fang Yuan's special training came to an end. The intense three-week special training conducted at the Starshine Battle Club to compensate for Eevee's weaknesses had finally concluded.

After saying goodbye to Uncle Shan and other acquaintances, Fang Yuan and Eevee left the place, and they were unlikely to return for the next few days.

Meanwhile, Shan Mi made a phone call.

"He's already left, right?"

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A voice came from the other side, and if Fang Yuan and Eevee were still there, they would certainly recognize it as Yang Han on the other end of the call.

"Let's go, the Little Phoenix King Cup is in two days, and he needs to head over there and get some good rest," Shan Mi said.

"How are the kid and Eevee doing now? What do you think their chances are in the Little Phoenix King Cup?"

"Not bad, he has completed all the tasks I set for him. But it seems like the kid is up to something on his own. If you really want to know how they'll perform, you're gonna have to follow the Little Phoenix King Cup yourself."

"Speaking of which, how's your Merit Value coming along? With the discovery of the Sand Scale Fruit Tree, you must be close to getting promoted, right?"

"Yeah, pretty much there. Alright, since you don't want to say, I'll keep an eye on him myself. I'm curious to see how far this clever kid has come."

"However, I actually prefer it when young people face more setbacks..."

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Once back home.

Fang Yuan opened his wardrobe and took out a set of clothes.

A short-sleeve jacket, an undershirt, pants, a hat...

Together with a pair of red and white sports shoes he found himself, they comprised the outfit he would wear to the Little Phoenix King Cup.

"Who would have thought that at such a young age... I'd be endorsing clothes."

"Truly young and successful."

Fang Yuan sighed. Liu Le had sent him the outfit the day after it was finished, anxious that it wouldn't fit properly.

Speaking of the chubby Liu Le, he was still diligently delivering performance records to Fang Yuan every day. Although he got thrashed without fail each time, that also showed his remarkable tenacity.

After so many battles against Fang Yuan, both Liu Le and Little Kabigon had made significant progress. Unfortunately, Fang Yuan and Eevee had improved even more.

Furthermore, as a result of asking Fang Yuan for a favor, Liu Le even got a new nickname for Fang Yuan – Boss.

Liu Le: Boss, boss, boss, you're setting off tomorrow, right? Good luck, or... shall I come with you to Magic City? It's not like I have anything else to do.

Fang Yuan: Forget it; you should just stay at the Battle Club and train properly. I hope when I come back, you and Little Kabigon will have made even more progress...

Liu Le: Sigh, you're just rejecting me.

Fang Yuan: Anyway, you didn't get a ticket, so what's there for you to go to? Besides, for something this important, obviously only Eevee and I would be perfect. I haven't yet experienced what it's like to be alone in a foreign land with a Pokemon...

Liu Le: Alright then, make sure you two get plenty of rest. Don't let it affect your performance in the battles. Oh, and don't forget to bring your clothes.

Fang Yuan turned off his phone, never having seen such a nagging man before.

At this moment, Fang Yuan was bombarded with messages, not only from Liu Le. There were several others aware of his participation in the Little Phoenix King Cup – the very people who had enticed him to join the competition in the first place, his senior brothers and sisters at the Psychology Society.

Senior Sister: Fang Yuan, good luck! Even if you don't make it into the top sixteen, don't feel disheartened; everyone already knows what you look like. It doesn't matter whether you show your face on the live broadcast or not.

Club President: Yeah, do your best, but the most important thing is not to let Eevee get hurt.

That stings.

Do I really look that weak?

Eevee is a far cry from what it used to be; it's not the one that only knew how to play with sand!

The next moment, while practicing Sand Splash with a bottle and watching TV in the living room, Eevee sneezed.

After half a month, it still hadn't realized that it wasn't supposed to watch TV during training, but train while watching TV.

Considering it was best to keep it a secret from Eevee, Fang Yuan decided not to teach it language arts after all.

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