Pokémon Breeder In One Piece!

The winner of the first semifinal match has been decided.

Trafalgar D. Law.

As the "filthy scoundrel" left the battlefield, countless trainers in the audience burst into uproarious Uchiha-style laughter.

Beckman, however, simply turned around, smiled, and left with a relaxed demeanor.

The overwhelming strength of Law's team left the entire audience in awe. The sight of Magnezone and Metagross standing on either side of him created an immensely oppressive visual impact.

Tonight, many young trainers who dream of becoming champions might find themselves too excited to sleep.

They would imagine themselves as Law, commanding a magnificent Metagross to crush two opponents in a dramatic showdown, standing proudly on the battlefield and basking in the adoration of the crowd.

At the same time, after today's battle, many people found themselves confused.

Previously, most believed that Drake, with his full Dragon-type team, was the strongest and the clear favorite to win the championship. But after today's battle, many felt that Law had a strong chance of taking the title as well.

After all, Drake still had yet to face Newgate.

The "World's Strongest" of the previous era still carried significant prestige in this new era. Many blindly believed in the sheer strength of Newgate's team, though they couldn't quite articulate why. It was simply because the trainer was "Whitebeard."

The Second Semifinal: Drake vs. Newgate

Amidst the electrifying atmosphere, the second day of the tournament arrived swiftly.

It was clear that today's match had drawn an even larger crowd than the previous day's.

The battle style of Law and Beckman was hard to get people's blood pumping—only the shinobi world audience enjoyed the kind of battle that showcased intelligence and tactics.

For the majority of the One Piece world's audience, a full-on head-to-head clash was what they truly wanted to see.

And that was precisely the kind of battle Drake and Newgate specialized in.

Drake favored a direct confrontation because it was the most advantageous strategy for him—his Dragon-type Pokémon excelled at pure brute force combat.

Newgate, on the other hand, didn't just use this style because his Pokémon were all brawlers, but also because he personally loved "real men's battles."

The battle was another 6v6 full-team match on a plains battlefield, a setting perfect for an all-out brawl.

Newgate's team was identical to his lineup from the previous tournament:

Magcargo Crustle Exploud Ursaring Blissey Heracross

Drake's lineup had no changes in members, but their forms had evolved:

Flygon Goodra Skeledirge Cyclizar Druddigon Noivern

Just like Law's lineup, Drake's team followed the classic five-strong plus one pseudo-legendary champion template.

His two main powerhouses, Noivern and Goodra, had finally evolved to their final forms, meaning they had now reached their full potential.

Although Goodra didn't appear as overwhelmingly dominant as Law's Metagross, its status as a pseudo-legendary Pokémon was unquestionable. Even if it took a bit longer to finish off opponents, its power was absolutely devastating.

"Oi! Kid over there, you're not bad. How about it? Want to be my son?"

Newgate opened with his legendary tradition, standing on the podium and hollering at Drake from across the battlefield.

"..."

Although Drake had already mentally prepared for this, hearing Newgate actually say it still made him nearly break character.

Especially since he couldn't shake the feeling that Newgate wasn't genuinely trying to adopt a new "son"—he was just taunting his opponent.

"Hahaha, here we go again."

"'Calling sons across the sea,' huh?"

"Go, Old Man!!!"

Compared to Drake's dumbfounded reaction, the audience was absolutely loving it. Before Newgate even finished speaking, the crowd was already laughing.

The Battle Begins

Regardless of the pre-match antics, once the battle started, there was no room for jokes.

After his experience in the first Pokémon Battle Tournament, Newgate had learned just how deep the world of trainers ran.

Back then, he had faced Drake in the group stage and wasn't even a match for him.

Now, after a whole year had passed, Newgate still wasn't confident about this matchup.

It wasn't fear—just an honest understanding of reality.

Newgate had watched Drake's previous battles. Although his Dragon-type Pokémon weren't as durable in a head-on slugfest as Newgate's team, they also wouldn't engage in one.

Especially Cyclizar, Noivern, and Flygon—three Pokémon renowned for their speed. They would undoubtedly employ a hit-and-run strategy.

And, unsurprisingly, that's exactly how the battle played out.

Against those three Pokémon, Newgate's team was completely on the defensive. Sure, they were tough and could take a beating, but if they couldn't land a hit in return, they had no way to finish the match.

On top of that, they had no type advantage, making the outcome pretty obvious.

Drake used his three speed demons to take down Magcargo, Crustle, Exploud, and Heracross.

Then, Ursaring and Skeledirge went all-out in a brutal slugfest and knocked each other out at the same time, giving the audience a spectacular brawler's showdown.

Finally, even though Blissey was a defensive nightmare, there was no way it could withstand Goodra and Druddigon.

After managing to defeat Druddigon, Blissey was already too exhausted to recover properly.

Goodra might be the weakest pseudo-legendary, but it was still a pseudo-legendary.

Its special defense was outstanding, while Blissey's physical attack was abysmal.

As expected, the victory ultimately went to Drake—a result most trainers had already predicted.

The audience may have thought Newgate was powerful due to his reputation at sea and previous battles, but experienced trainers could tell at a glance how this would end.

Reality wasn't a storybook. There were no sudden last-minute power surges, miraculous comebacks, or type disadvantages being completely overturned.

Newgate wasn't the type of trainer who enjoyed strategizing—he relied purely on gut instinct to command his Pokémon.

However, his team's lack of mobility made it impossible to properly respond to such an instinct-driven battle style. In the end, his only real option was taking hits and counterattacking.

Reaching the Top 4 was still a testament to Newgate's strength.

His Pokémon had some of the highest levels, durability, and mastery of Armament Haki among all competitors.

In this tournament, where the average trainer's Pokémon were around Lv. 48 and most hadn't even mastered dual Haki, Newgate's team averaged Lv. 57 with Armament Haki at Level 3 or higher, making him a terrifying force against newer trainers.

But against someone like Drake, a fellow veteran, lack of strategy meant certain defeat.

Newgate, however, was a good sport.

Losing was losing—he saw no reason to be salty about it.

If he had lost to a "filthy scoundrel" like Beckman, he wouldn't have accepted it. He might have even taken things back to the sea for a rematch.

But against Drake? He accepted defeat with no complaints.

The Finals: Law vs. Drake

With both semifinals concluded, the finalists were set.

Law and Drake would face off on the third day to determine the champion.

The second day would be a rest day.

Both on the seas and in the shinobi world, betting pools quickly opened up, allowing people to place wagers on who would win the tournament.

Meanwhile, the tournament had also attracted four legendary figures—all previous Elite Four members had arrived in person.

These four were now immensely famous, comparable to the Four Emperors of the past.

But unlike the latter, who were feared, the Elite Four were beloved by the people.

This was in no small part due to the efforts of the League's promotional strategies and Morgans' dedicated media operations.

In the first year, to expand the fame and status of the Elite Four, the League had assigned them multiple high-profile tasks to boost their public image.

The four Elite Four members were:

"Serpent Elite" Boa Hancock

"Ghost Elite" Brook

"Evil Elite" Hannyabal

"Ice Elite" Kuzan

Over the past year, the other three had maintained a relatively low profile. Hannyabal, however, had been anything but quiet.

This guy made no secret of his ambition to become Champion, constantly challenging the other three Elite Four members.

According to the rules, if he could defeat all three in a single cycle, he would officially be crowned Champion.

However, losing even once meant he had to start the cycle all over again.

Because of this rule, Hannyabal had nearly coughed up blood in frustration multiple times.

Against Hancock, Hannyabal was basically undefeated—he had yet to lose a single match to her.

But against Kuzan and Brook, his win rate was inconsistent.

It was almost as if those two had conspired against him, deliberately alternating their victories.

One cycle, Brook would win while Kuzan lost.

The next cycle, Kuzan would win while Brook lost.

The result? A full year had passed, and Hannyabal still hadn't claimed the Champion title.

March 15th—Finals Day

Finally, the day of the finals arrived.

Before the championship match, Morgans wasn't going to miss out on the opportunity to host an exclusive interview with the four Elite Four members.

Holding a microphone, he began with a sharp question:

"Now then, let's hear from our esteemed Elite Four members! Seeing these talented and highly motivated rising stars, do any of you feel concerned about being surpassed by the next generation?"

Morgans thrived on stirring the pot, and this was a stage watched by the whole world—there was no way he'd pass up the chance to throw some sharp questions at the Elite Four.

"Hmph."

Hancock, crossing her legs in an elegant pose, showcased her stunningly long legs beneath her cheongsam, letting out a disdainful scoff.

"They'll have to work for at least another year."

Brook, seated casually, took a sip of his coffee, speaking in an unbothered tone.

His skeletal face made it hard to read his exact expression, but his words alone made it clear what he thought.

"Pfft! This year's batch? Not a single one worth my time! Forget it!"

Hannyabal was the most direct—he snatched the microphone and boomed his arrogant opinion loud and clear.

"Well, I have no intention of giving up my position anytime soon."

Kuzan, as usual, was the most laid-back of the four. His response was the most subtle, but his meaning was just as obvious.

"Oh-ho-ho! Our Elite Four members are certainly brimming with confidence! Well then, let's hope our Top 4 challengers put on a performance that leaves them truly shocked!"

With that, the world eagerly awaited the upcoming battle—

The Final Match: Law vs. Drake.

(End of Chapter)

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