As time passed, the further the selection progressed, the livelier the academy became. Everyone was especially curious about who would claim the ten slots.
Some gossip-loving people even compiled a list of seeds, with one Seed Player from each of the eight regions.
Such a thing originally had little credibility, but people could not resist their curiosity, so more and more students joined in.
After Tetsu learned of it, he got hold of a copy as well. Taking it out, he said, "Saito is the Seed Player for our Region B. A lot of people think he'll secure the final slot."
"But we believe in your strength. You'll definitely defeat Saito and win the slot."
Eichi flipped through the list and looked at the Seed Players from the other regions. Besides their names, there were brief introductions as well.
However, much of the information was inaccurate, so it could not compare to the intelligence Tetsu had gathered.
After looking for a while, he said, "I know my own strength very well. No one can take that slot from me. Not anyone else, and certainly not Saito."
Tetsu froze. It was the first time he had heard Eichi say something so domineering.
The Eichi he used to know had always been extremely modest. Was this really the Eichi he knew?
The following days passed quickly. The eight contestants in the third round were all quite capable.
Eichi's opponents were strong as well. Joltik and Volcarona alone were no longer enough to handle them.
So he added Armaldo and Heracross to his lineup and fought his way through.
"Heracross, use Bullet Seed!"
"Yaklu!"
Heracross opened its mouth and fired countless black seeds, spraying them out like a machine gun. The audience could only see a mass of black seeds striking Dugtrio's