Lorze secured victory with overwhelming, absolute dominance.
The suffocating pressure exerted by a Psychic-type Pokémon made nearly every single Trainer in the arena sweat bullets. They would honestly rather face Anna Lee's Pikachu than cross paths with this Ralts.
Against Pikachu, you could at least hope to cheese a win with so dirty tactical setups. But Ralts's telekinetic grip effortlessly crushed even a massive ultimate attack like Skull Bash. How the hell were Rookie Trainers supposed to fight that?!
And so, an incredibly bizarre phenonon occurred: while people were actively researching and strategizing on how to defeat Anna's Pikachu, absolutely nobody was trying to figure out how to beat Lorze.
What was there to even figure out? Facing a literal cheat code like telekinesis, no amount of 'skill' or 'strategy' could bridge the gap. What's the point of researching it? If you get matched against him, just instantly forfeit and save your Pokémon from getting brutally injured.
Probably only a Pokémon that had already completed its first evolution—like Pikachu—could even attempt to trade blows with it.
But the most terrifying part was that this Ralts hadn't even evolved yet. If she underwent her first evolution, wouldn't she be capable of brawling with fully evolved, final-stage Pokémon?!
Thinking about it like that, Psychic-types were truly a massive fucking cheat code!
However, Anna and Xue Yi didn't completely share that sentint. The suffocating pressure radiating from Ralts wasn't solely because Psychic-types were inherently strong. It was undeniably also the result of Lorze grinding day and night without rest.
Did that an Lorze constantly using "training" as an excuse to avoid her wasn't actually him dodging her on purpose, but rather that he genuinely trained all fucking day?!
Are you seriously grinding this brutally hard during your rookie phase?!
Could you not act like such a sweaty try-hard?!
Sweaty try-hard my ass!
Watching Lorze recall Ralts and silently exit the arena without saying a single word, Xue Yi inexplicably saw a fleeting shadow of her older sister dominating the battlefield back in her pri.
Was the world about to witness the birth of yet another Psychic Elite commanding a Gardevoir?
Impossible. Her sister was buffed by genuine human psychic powers. No matter how hard Lorze grinded, it should be physically impossible for him to ever catch up to her sister.
"Wait... where the hell is he going?" Xue Yi suddenly realized that after his match, Lorze didn't walk towards them. Instead, he swiftly ducked into one of the arena's exit tunnels, completely disappearing from everyone's sight.
"Where else? It's painfully obvious he just fucking ran away," Anna shook her head helplessly. "Did you seriously believe his bullshit about coming back to tell you the Umbreon intel after his match?"
"Wasn't it blindingly obvious he just wanted an excuse to ditch you?"
"Oh, Little Xue, Little Xue. I never realized you could be this adorably stupid."
"Does your IQ just automatically plumt into the negatives the second anything involves that guy?"
Xue Yi finally realized she had been played for a fool. How could she have been stupid enough to trust that bastard's words?!
Gritting her teeth in sheer rage, she imdiately initiated a video call with Lorze. You dare deceive over and over again?! This isn't fucking over!
Xue Yi fully expected Lorze to instantly hang up on her, but to her absolute shock, he actually answered!
"Where the fuck are you?!" Xue Yi roared.
"Hiding, obviously," Lorze replied with absolute, unapologetic confidence.
"Didn't we explicitly agree to have a serious talk after your match?!"
"I did say that, yes. But you also saw the massive mob of degenerates drooling over my Ralts up there. If I walked back over to you, wouldn't I literally just be asking to get mobbed?"
"Fine! Tell where you are, and I'll co to you. That works, right?!"
"Nope, that doesn't work either."
"WHY NOT?!"
"Because I'm about to take a massive shit. I an, if you really want to join in the stall, be my guest."
"I—!"
"Alright, gotta go. We'll talk after I'm done dropping a log~."
"And after you're done, you're going to magically need to 'prepare for your next match', right?!"
"Well, that's definitely a strong possibility. In that case, we can just talk after my next match ends~."
"Heh. Your words have absolutely zero fucking credibility left! I guarantee you'll just run away again!"
"We'll cross that bridge when we get to it. Hanging up now~."
Staring at the disconnected call, Xue Yi's chest heaved violently with rage. She was so pissed she nearly passed out from a lack of oxygen.
And to think she actually believed that anyone chosen by a Ralts had to be a genuinely good person!
Looking at it now, that Ralts was definitely blind and chose the wrong fucking guy!
Lorze was a complete and utter bastard!
An absolute, irredeemable scumbag!
She refused to accept defeat. Did he seriously think he could escape her today?!
Judging by the schedule, he definitely had one more match. He'd have to return to the arena sooner or later. When he did, she'd personally block his only exit route and see how the hell he planned to run away then!
Xue Yi plotted viciously, but in the end, she tragically miscalculated.
Lorze did indeed have one more match, and that match ended unimaginably fast.
Lorze himself was stunned. All he did was stand on the battlefield. The mont his opponent saw who they were facing, they instantly surrendered without saying a single fucking word.
After all, they knew there was absolutely zero chance of defeating that pure white Ralts. Rather than humiliating themselves, it was smarter to just obediently forfeit before their Pokémon got brutally injured.
As a result, Lorze scored a completely free win without doing jack shit. Just as he was about to exit the arena, he found Xue Yi standing behind him, arms crossed, blocking his path. Glaring at him with icy hostility, she sneered, "Run. Let's see how the hell you plan to run away this ti!"
Lorze's response: "I have never heard such a bizarre request in my life. See ya~."
Lorze paused for a split second, then decided to practically demonstrate exactly how he planned to run. He just grabbed Ralts and instantly vanished into thin air.
Xue Yi and the others were left completely dumbfounded by this absurd scene. It wasn't until Anna sighed and said, "It's Teleport. His Ralts can actually Teleport while carrying soone. What horrifying ntal control. Give it up, Little Xue. You're never going to catch him."
"Absolutely impossible!" Xue Yi's face darkened with pure spite.
"If you ask , why don't you just start dating him?!"
"Absolutely fucking impossible!"
...
After finishing his two morning matches, Lorze completely ignored Xue Yi's relentless barrage of QQ ssages. He sent a quick text updating his mother and Auntie Roxanne on his victories, then leisurely hopped on the bus back ho.
Fortunately, the arena wasn't too far from his Auntie's house. He arrived in about half an hour, only to find Ruo still lazily rotting in bed, scrolling on her phone.
The exact second she saw her Bro walk in, she didn't even bother asking how his matches went. Without a single word, she violently abducted Ralts from him.
Lorze was instantly reduced back to a live-in nanny, warming up breakfast for her and imdiately starting on lunch.
Are older brothers biologically engineered specifically to be enslaved by their younger sisters?
He had no idea what normal sibling dynamics looked like, but the main issue was that he wasn't even her actual biological brother...
It wasn't until after lunch that Ruo comforted him, loudly promising she would definitely go to the arena to watch his afternoon matches. Yet, before they even left the house, Lorze received an official notification: his two afternoon matches resulted in automatic byes.
Ruo secretly celebrated~.
Lorze was utterly confused. Wait, weren't competitors supposed to check in at the arena first before being randomly assigned opponents?
I haven't even checked in yet! How the hell did I get a bye?!
Are you absolutely sure the system didn't just glitch out?
It wasn't until that night, when his Auntie and his mother arrived ho together, that they finally gave Lorze the answer.
"Mom? What are you doing here?" Lorze hadn't expected his mother to co over. His eyes instantly lit up as he practically glued himself to her.
"I know you've been under a lot of pressure lately, so I wanted to co over and help you relax~." His mother tightly hugged her precious son. Completely ignoring the fact that other people were right there in the room, she affectionately rubbed her massive breasts affectionately against his body, her face brimming with deep, incestuous love.
As for what she ant by 'helping her son relax'... well, only the mother and son knew the dirty details behind that~.
Roxanne obviously had a pretty good guess. She sneered internally: As expected, this mother and son have completely degenerated into absolute filth.
However, since this heavily benefited her own filthy plans, she decided not to expose them~.
"How did your matches go, little Lorze? Feeling the pressure yet?" Roxanne couldn't be bothered with their incestuous flirting and directly asked about the tournant.
"Forget pressure, even the tournant officials straight-up banned from fighting. Both of my afternoon matches were automatic byes, and I have absolutely no fucking clue why," Lorze said helplessly. Although it saved him the hassle of running back to the arena, he still wanted to find a sowhat challenging opponent to properly stress-test Ralts's combat limits.
"Byes, huh? Makes perfect sense. Honestly, I'm predicting you'll get byes for the next few days too. Just look at this." Roxanne opened the tournant's official forum on her phone. Right at the very top, pinned as the hottest viral thread, was a massive cover photo of the pure white Ralts.
The comnt section below had already exploded past ten thousand replies. There were people aggressively questioning the authenticity of the pure white Ralts, and others desperately demanding the officials start the live broadcasts imdiately.
Who could have predicted that a re preliminary round would generate this much viral traffic? When the Group Stage finally arrived, the hype was going to be absolutely astronomical!
They might actually be able to leverage this single tournant to secure massive corporate sponsorships.
"Ah, I get it now. The officials are directly rigging the brackets behind the scenes to fast-track straight into the Group Stage, huh?" Lorze realized thoughtfully.
Tournants aren't just about rules and fair play; the most critical factor is making fat stacks of cash. If a tournant doesn't generate revenue, who the fuck would bother hosting it?
If he were a streaming platform, there was absolutely zero chance he'd let the pure white Ralts viral hotspot slip through his fingers.
What kind of Pokémon was a Ralts?
It was literally the undisputed #1 dream waifu Pokémon in the hearts of the entire male population!
If this Ralts accidentally encountered a powerful opponent in the preliminaries and got eliminated early, wouldn't the tournant lose a massive fortune in potential views?!
Therefore, the most profitable solution was to simply rig it and secure Lorze a guaranteed slot in the main event.
Besides, based on Ralts's utterly dominant performance in her first two matches, they absolutely possessed the raw power to qualify for the main event anyway.
It's just a tournant, right? A little backroom rigging is completely normal!
Especially for a relatively insignificant rookie event like this.
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