Time flew, and in the blink of an eye, the Chinese delegation had been here for over a week.
Over that week and more, both the first and second teams had been very busy. The first team handled interactions with people from other countries, though most of those interactions were verbal. They rarely battled them, so as not to expose their strength.
In stark contrast to the first team, the second team seemed to battle every day, and they only sent out Pokémon outside their main lineup. As a result, they lost more than they won. They seemed to be trying to make themselves look weak so their opponents would let down their guard. Whether it worked was another matter.
The youngsters on the Reserve Team were actually the most enthusiastic battlers. They had thoroughly stolen the limelight this time, challenging people from other countries or accepting challenges every day.
Huang Zequan's performance was the most outstanding and drew the most attention. His Sandstorm lineup was gradually taking shape. He had now caught four Pokémon: Excadrill, Marshtomp, and Sandile.
Cheng Tian knew about Excadrill, but he had no idea when Huang Zequan had caught the latter two.
On the surface, there only seemed to be three, but everyone familiar with him knew he also had a Larvitar.
Sandile could give the Sandstorm team another safeguard for its weather, and Marshtomp's final evolution, Swampert, could fit into the Sandstorm team too.
They're just a little slow, Cheng Tian thought, wondering whether Huang Zequan would catch a few slightly faster Pokémon in the future.
The others displayed varying levels of strength. Liu Zhiwei's main Pokémon were a Vigoroth and an Oranguru. He had not paid attention to the other two people. He had been very annoyed lately because someone had latched onto