Eight Masters Announced!

The next day.

The eyes of the entire world would remain fixed on Wyndon Arena in the Galar Region for quite some time.

The enormous arena gave every contestant a stage where they could perform freely, providing ample room for maneuvering.

Jing He sat in the contestants' stands, holding little Jirachi as he waited expectantly for the next match to begin.

Watching other people battle felt far more exciting than battling himself.

"Genga~"

Gengar floated beside Jing He, rolled out its tongue, and swept the entire fruit platter into its mouth, making little Jirachi—who had just reached for a grape—puff up its bun-like cheeks.

Jing He~ Jing He~

Little Jirachi tugged on Jing He's clothes and pointed at the now-empty plate.

Chuckling, Jing He pinched little Jirachi's chubby cheek, then took out another platter of Berries and placed it on the table.

"Awoo~"

Ice Ninetales lay lazily on the sofa beside Jing He. Its tail gently patted little Jirachi's head before curling around a Pecha Berry and placing it before Jing He.

Coming back to himself, Jing He accepted the Pecha Berry with a smile. "Thank you, Ninetales."

Ice Ninetales smiled gently and rested on the sofa, its pale blue eyes quietly watching Jing He.

Crunch, crunch—

Victini, perched on Jing He's shoulder, swung its little feet as it munched on crackers. The "V" on its head flickered on and off, seemingly detecting Victory Pulse.

"Who do you think has the better odds of winning, Wataru or Lorelei?" Jing He took a bite of the Pecha Berry. It was juicy, soft, sweet, and delicious.

Homegrown Berries really did taste better.

With Calyrex's wooden carving helping out, a batch of Berry trees planted on the island had already become ready for harvest.

Berry trees differed from ordinary fruit trees.

Though they