Fang Yuan vs. the Twelve Earthly Branches

"Thank you."

No matter the outcome, Fang Yuan had come to help them, so President Wen said gratefully:

"However, according to the intelligence we've gathered, although Mewtwo itself won't personally fight in the Mewtwo Game, it seems to already have several powerful Pokémon under its command. In particular, Latios and Latias may be even stronger than China's strongest Guardian God."

"Pokémon at that level are no longer something ordinary Trainers can handle. If you want to participate in the Mewtwo Game, it will likely be very dangerous..."

"We only have the confidence to make a last stand because we've called in the National Guardian Gods for help."

"I wonder what you think, Mr. Fang Yuan."

As soon as President Wen finished speaking, an old man with a bushy beard and a gloomy appearance spoke up.

"I heard you're the Strongest Trainer from another timeline, young man. How about we have a battle and get a sense of each other's abilities?"

Jiang Kui asked Fang Yuan with a smile.

Wasn't that exactly what President Wen meant? They wanted to test Fang Yuan's strength.

They wanted to see whether this Strongest Trainer truly lived up to his name.

Still, even if he did, they would likely have to rely on the National Guardian Gods to contend with those Pokémon under Mewtwo's command.

A Trainer's power was simply insufficient.

They had all underestimated Mewtwo's personal charisma. They never expected Mewtwo to attract Mythical Pokémon to join it.

Only after receiving that information did they understand the true difficulty of the Mewtwo Game.

Even if Mewtwo did not make a move itself, winning would not be easy for them.

"Sure." Fang Yuan nodded, unsurprised.

He had been waiting for their challenge.

A few minutes later.

President Wen, the Twelve Earthly Branches, Fang Yuan,