The attendant at the counter was equally frosty, without the slightest smile. "Here's your number tag: Area B, number 777. The competition venue is on the first floor."
Roy shrugged, took the number tag, and turned to leave.
The entry threshold for the European Youth Championship was low, while the prizes were exceptionally valuable. As a result, there were countless applicants, with wildly varying levels of skill.
If they held match after match, who knew how long it would take?
Therefore, the first stage of the preliminaries was not a "competition," but a test of a Pokémon's move power.
Only Trainers whose Pokémon's move power ranked in the top 500 could advance to the second stage of the preliminaries.
This filtered out the vast majority of Trainers trying to muddle through and saved a great deal of time and expense.
Before long, Roy arrived at the competition venue on the first floor of the Pioneer Battle Tower.
"There are really a lot of people..." Roy muttered.
The venue was enormous, and the spectator stands could accommodate as many as seventy thousand people.
The move power tests were conducted simultaneously in four areas: A, B, C, and D. Each area had only one platform, equipped with a machine specifically designed to test move power.
Roy walked over to the platform marked Area B, where over a thousand contestants were lined up and waiting.
There were people of every ethnicity among the contestants, truly from all over the world.
A few Koreans even mistook Roy for one of their own. Once they heard him speaking fluent Chinese, they walked away with sour expressions.
After finding a seat, Roy looked toward the move power test currently taking place on the platform.
The Trainer had brown skin and, judging by his clothing, seemed to