Tetsuya, who had defeated his opponent in an exceptionally short time, undoubtedly drew the attention of numerous Trainers.
Though his own level of attention had never been low to begin with.
Still, the difference between the two was quite obvious.
In the stands.
For a time, Tetsuya's name filled the hushed whispers of the crowd.
"Tsk tsk, acting all cool, are you?"
Norman secretly jabbed Tetsuya in the waist, his words full of teasing. "How does it feel to be the center of attention?"
"It's alright. It's always been like this, so I'm used to it."
The latter remained calm as he casually twisted the knife into Norman. "It's only natural for an old man with no reputation to be jealous. I understand."
"Pfft."
Asakawa Chinatsu, who had been watching the show from the side, could not help laughing out loud.
Faced with Norman's resentful look, Tetsuya guiltily turned his head away.
Long ago.
Norman had not been without fame himself.
It was just that he had entered the grave of marriage far too early.
As a result, he faded from the public eye and disappeared from view.
Of course.
The fame Norman had back then was still nowhere near Tetsuya's current level.
At best, he had been somewhat well-known within a small circle.
So in the face of Tetsuya's retort, Norman could only swallow his bitterness in silence.
The matches within the four groups did not undergo any major changes because of the conclusion of a single battle.
All the Elite Four Level Trainers focused themselves on their battles, striving to perform at their very best.
One visual feast after another unfolded perfectly before the audience.
Tetsuya and the other two also closely observed the battle details of every participant.
Not only those in their own groups, but those