Pokémon: Streamer to Trainer Chapter 158 158: A Fire-Type Trainer Acknowledged by Entei!

As the livestream chat continued to explode—

The opponent had already made his move.

"Floatzel, rush in—use Brick Break!"

Brick Break: A Fighting-type physical move with 75 power. It can shatter Reflect and Light Screen.

The comntator reacted imdiately:

"It seems Floatzel has quite a deep movepool! A Fighting-type move! Now that Rufflet has lost its Flying typing, it's actually weak to Fighting! How will Peter respond?!"

Facing the incoming Floatzel—

Both Peter and Rufflet narrowed their eyes.

This kind of head-on clash—

Was Rufflet's favorite.

"Use Slash!"

"SKREE—!"

A sharp eagle cry echoed.

Rufflet slamd its claws into the ground—

And just as Floatzel's blade-like strike descended—

A streak of white light flashed through the air.

One spread its wings and claws.

The other struck like a blade.

The two Pokémon passed each other.

A mont later—

Rufflet collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

"Rufflet doesn't have the raw strength to match Floatzel head-on! Is this the end—no, wait…"

Before the comntator could finish—

A thin line of blood appeared across Floatzel's throat.

It collapsed instantly.

Slash—critical hit.

At the sa ti—

A burst of white light flickered around Rufflet.

The Normal Gem shattered into fragnts.

Let's break it down:

Base power: 70 STAB: ×1.5 Ability (Hustle): ×1.5 Critical hit: ×1.5 Normal Gem: ×1.3

Final power: 307.

For a Pokémon like Floatzel—

With only 50 base Defense—

There was no surviving that.

"Floatzel is unable to battle! The winner is Peter's Rufflet!"

"WOOOOOO!!!"

Thunderous applause filled the arena.

A perfect coback victory.

After healing Rufflet—

Peter sent it into the Dream Space for further training.

Collecting another 3.56 million Poké Dollars from the front desk—

He left the arena.

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"Hey, did you hear? The Amity Square is hosting a Pokémon Catching Contest tomorrow!"

"Catching contest? Isn't that just weak Pokémon?"

"Not really. I heard they're high-quality Pokémon raised in Daycares."

"Oh? That sounds good… but there'll be a lot of competition."

"Yeah—but here's the interesting part: no battling, no Poké Balls. You can only take one if it acknowledges you."

"…What? So I have to rely on my charm?? Fine—ti to reveal my identity as Heartho's most charming prince!"

"Wait for !"

Peter overheard the two Trainers chatting.

His interest was piqued.

With five days left before the Tag Battle Competition—

Taking Whitney to join this event sounded like a great idea.

…

Back at the Pokémon Center—

Whitney was already up.

She was training with Miltank and her other three Pokémon, preparing for the Tag Battle.

Peter almost wanted to say—

With Zoroark's "mother" in play, no one would last even a single round.

But—

He didn't want to dampen her enthusiasm.

After greeting her—

He returned to his room and lay down.

When he woke again—

The sun was already setting.

With the help of Treasure-tier Pokéblocks, his team's growth had accelerated significantly.

…

"…Ti to step onto the stage as a Gym Leader."

Peter smirked.

After informing Whitney—

He took out a Summoner Skill Stone—Teleport.

A flash of white light—

And he appeared inside the Goldenrod Gym's Miltank barn.

"Na? ×n"

A herd of Miltank turned to look at him.

Then—

Their eyes lit up.

One by one—

They approached him.

And… presented their bellies.

They clearly wanted him—

To "service" them again.

Peter froze.

Then realized—

The one leading the charge—

Was the very sa Miltank he used to milk.

Peter: …?

From the looks of it—

His "skills" had been widely praised among the herd.

"No wonder Whitney always says it feels good…" he muttered, recalling certain… developnts.

He patted each Miltank on the head.

"Let finish the Gym battle first—I'll co back later~"

Leaving behind a tray of Pokéblocks—

He quickly slipped out of the barn.

This ti—

He didn't bring the Gym's official Miltank.

Instead—

He would use his own Pokémon to face this Fire-type specialist.

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Goldenrod Gym

Soon—

Peter arrived at the entrance.

As the largest city in Johto—

Goldenrod Gym had top-tier facilities.

From above, it resembled a giant Poké Ball.

Below—

A circular battlefield surrounded by spectator stands.

Compared to the Gyms Peter challenged in Sinnoh—

This one had far greater capacity.

Unfortunately—

With Whitney managing both the Gym and the ranch—

Goldenrod Gym had fallen behind in rankings.

Rumors even claid—

It was on the verge of being removed from the official Gym lineup—

Alongside Cerulean Gym in Kanto.

"…Then I'll turn things around."

Peter smiled.

"Roto—activate full livestream mode. Change the title to: 'Gym Leader Peter's First Battle'."

"Roger, Rotom~!"

Rotom flew out—

And instantly synced the broadcast to Peter's SNS.

Viewers flooded in.

"It's starting! Let's see if Professor Peter's opponent is a beauty or a bro~!"

"Spread the word—Peter's live!"

"Spread the word—Peter is crossdressing today! The celebration begins!"

"Spread the word—Goldenrod Gym party! Everyone bring protection and charge in!"

"…What even is 'protection' here?"

Nessa: "I suddenly feel like I shouldn't have joined this stream…"

Kahili: "Sa…"

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anwhile—

Peter had already reached the battlefield entrance.

A short-haired man stood there with his hands in his pockets.

Beside him—

A powerful Charizard radiated intense heat.

[Charizard Lv.55 (Gym-tier Mid)]

Peter smiled faintly.

"You must be Brent."

The man turned.

Sharp brows. Deep eyes.

"Peter… you're finally here."

"…Hmm?"

Peter blinked.

"I heard Goldenrod Gym has a new leader—you. Brent of Vermilion City has co to challenge you!"

He stepped forward.

Flas seed to flicker in his gaze.

…

At the sa ti—

Charizard unleashed a pillar of fire into the sky.

Heat surged across the battlefield.

A cold wind quietly rose behind Peter—

Colliding with the heat—

Before dissipating into nothingness.

Peter hesitated slightly.

"You…"

"Haha, feel it? That's the aura of a volcano."

Brent grinned.

"…I see."

Peter's smile deepened.

"So that ans—you're soone acknowledged by one of the Three Legendary Beasts… Entei."

His anticipation grew.

"Hahaha! Likewise…"

Brent laughed loudly.

"I didn't expect you to carry the aura of Suicune."

Two chosen trainers.

Two opposing forces.

Fire and water.

The battle—was about to begin.

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