"Whoa, whoa, whoa! The victor has been decided! Let us congratulate contestant Ash and Dragonite! Charizard and Pikachu have claimed victory and advanced to the finals!!!"
The referee's excited voice echoed throughout Spikemuth Arena.
He had never expected that a dark horse would actually charge all the way into the finals!
Inside the arena, the cheers of countless spectators lingered for a long time, all of them thrilled for Ash, who had made it into the finals.
At one side of the field.
Lance stared at the Dragonite that could no longer rise for quite a while.
In the end, he simply shook his head with relief.
Fine, fine.
The younger generation was growing more formidable by the day, which only showed that the Kanto region was thriving.
Once the tournament ended and he returned to the Pokémon League, it seemed he should consider holding an official Champion Challenge and letting young people like Ash take over the baton from him.
"So, were you satisfied with that battle?"
After recalling the thoughtful Zeraora, Su Hao smiled as he asked Mewtwo.
Mewtwo glanced at him and refused to say a word.
After all, it would make the "gathering of the world's finest Pokémon Trainers" it had organized two years ago seem incredibly ignorant and ridiculous.
Compared to the Ash it had invited back then, the Ash of today was not merely worlds apart from him—they were like clouds and mud.
A black mark on its history!
An absolute black mark on its history!
Mewtwo did not answer, but Su Hao was not upset.
He chuckled, knowing that if he kept teasing it, it might really bristle.
Stretching lazily, he muttered, "It's over, it's over. Time for lunch and a nap, then I'll get up and fight the strongest Champion."
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