Clap, clap, clap!
Applause rippled through the crowd.
Most of them had not understood exactly what had happened in the battle, but that did not stop them from finding it thrilling.
Especially when the vicious-looking Cacturne had been completely helpless against the gentle, lovable Blissey.
After all, even in Silicon Beryllium City, people generally believed fiercer Pokémon were stronger.
How strong could Blissey be?
Look at it, all soft and delicate. Pokémon like that usually worked as nurses at Pokémon Centers. Could it fight? Of course not. It simply wasn't capable of—
What? It won!?
The stark contrast hit every spectator at once.
"So strong!"
"No wonder city hall keeps showing videos of his battles!"
"He won both a Pokémon Contest and a League Conference. Those titles mean something. You could call him the best trainer below a Champion."
"Champion? Are Champions that good?"
"Good? They're incredible! There are only a handful in the whole world!"
Some visitors patiently explained to the people around them what the title of Champion meant in other regions. Unfortunately, most people from Orre had trouble grasping its significance.
Battling was nowhere near as widespread in Orre as it was elsewhere.
In the arena,
Zhengyi smiled and praised him. "A brilliant switching strategy. Blissey's defenses were astonishing too. You truly deserve to be called the Jade of Orre."
"You weren't bad yourself."
Baimu ignored the title and answered sincerely.
Cacturne had used a conventional Sand Veil strategy, relying on the weather and its Ability to obscure both the opposing trainer's and Pokémon's vision. Baimu had demonstrated the same principle with Garchomp for the trainers at Pyrite Arena yesterday.
The details differed, but the principle was the same.
It was a common tactic on sandstorm and snow teams, and an extremely practical one. If Blissey's mental