In China, this would have been seen as a backhanded compliment.
But in the Pokémon world, it seemed to be nothing more than something newspapers and magazines made up to attract attention.
Nobody took it seriously.
At least, none of Johto's Top Trainers took it seriously.
Perhaps Heiduo was very strong, but he was not worthy of the word "legendary."
Everyone knew that, and no one was going to nitpick it, talk about how Heiduo was supposedly this or that, then challenge him and claim he did not live up to his name.
It was an old media trick.
Whenever the Silver Conference champion was decided, they would pull something like this.
It was just that this year's champion and runner-up truly had strength that was a little "beyond the curriculum," and Heiduo had a decent face to go with it, which was why he had become so popular.
The entertainment industry was not developed enough.
In his previous life, this kind of hype would have lasted a month at most.
It was not like he was the Champion League Champion.
If he kept hogging the spotlight, how were all the other people who needed attention supposed to get by?
Unfortunately, this was the Pokémon world, and the word "celebrity" had not even appeared yet.
They were all actors.
Even Kalos's female Champion, Diantha, had "actress" listed as her profession rather than "celebrity."
The era of traffic-driven fame had not arrived yet, either.
"About time. Clean up and come back!"
Extricating himself from three fluffy "dolls," Heiduo pushed at Kangaskhan and Tyranitar's bodies and shouted at the Pokémon sparring in the distance.
Garchomp and the others immediately stopped what they were doing and quickly returned to the entrance of the Secret Base.
Heiduo recalled them one by one into their