When the level gap was not too great, Eichi's Pokémon generally crushed their opponents. That was something he could easily manage.
The next match was no different from the previous one. Joltik, Volcarona, Ancient Heracross, and Scizor took the field in turn.
Though Orange-haired Fatty looked extremely nervous, he was actually quite strong—far stronger than Eichi's previous opponent.
He defeated four of Eichi's Pokémon, and the battle only ended when Scizor took the field.
When Orange-haired Fatty's final Pokémon, Arcanine, collapsed to the ground and lost its ability to battle, he let out a long breath. Although he had lost, he felt much more relieved.
He smiled. "Eichi, battling you is really stressful."
"I really hope I don't run into an opponent like you again."
Eichi smiled. "There are all kinds of opponents waiting in the future. I'm nothing special."
With that, he turned and left. He only needed to defeat one more opponent to qualify.
He had asked Director Liu about it. Once the twenty qualifiers had been decided, those twenty would compete in the Selection Match, each completing twenty matches. After that, they would rest for a while before battling the other forty competitors.
Once one got used to life at Indigo Plateau, time seemed to pass especially quickly.
Eichi trained methodically every day, advancing step by step as his strength steadily grew.
Six days later, he entered the final round and battled another opponent, a Blue-haired beauty who was quite strong.
Unfortunately, she still lost to him. Just like that, he secured one of the twenty qualifications for the Elite Four Selection Match.
Then came the revival round, where a hundred contestants competed for five spots.
He was not clear on the exact rules. He only occasionally went to watch one or two matches.
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