"This is the Pokémon dojo I founded," Muramasa said proudly. "Young Pokémon Trainers hone themselves here and gather to train their Pokémon. My dream is for these students to win championships in tournaments around the world someday."
"Master, welcome back." When everyone saw Muramasa return, they all bowed at the waist.
"Sir, you don't really think simple strength training like this will win championships everywhere, do you?" Ignoring the murderous looks from Muramasa's students, Liu Qing continued, "If brute force alone decided Pokémon battles, that would be far too simple."
"You're right, but if their bodies aren't up to the task, there's even less they can do in a Pokémon battle, isn't there?" Muramasa countered.
"Heh, we follow different paths. There's no point arguing." Liu Qing smiled and said no more. Every Pokémon needed to be raised differently. Some Pokémon certainly relied on strength, but if strength was demanded of every one of them, how could their individual qualities shine? Of course, if Muramasa could break through to the Elite Four level, he would come to understand these principles. It was precisely because he could not grasp them that his strength remained at the elite level.
"Please go inside and rest. I need to give my students some guidance first," Muramasa said, dropping the subject when Liu Qing fell silent.
Liu Qing nodded, took off his shoes, and went inside.
"Welcome, honored guest." As soon as he entered, a man prostrated himself before Liu Qing and greeted him respectfully.
"There's no need to be so formal." Taken aback by the man's elaborate courtesy, Liu Qing hurriedly spoke up, while inwardly thinking, What terrifying etiquette. Thank goodness my family doesn't have rules like this, even though we're wealthy. Otherwise, I'd be miserable.
"Are you a Pokémon Trainer Master invited here?" the