Pokémon: I just became a Gym Leader, and Cynthia proposed to me.

Chapter 677 The Sleeping Carlos Fire Lion is About to Awaken

The audience in the Kalos region was abuzz with discussion. How could a Gym Leader from the Sinnoh region defeat their Kalos Elite Four?

"The Gym Leader from Sinnoh... defeated Elite Four member Pachira 3-0?"

The young man in the blue jacket stared intently at Li Shuwen, who was leaving the center of the field, his voice hoarse.

"It's more than three to zero. Talonflame, Chandelure, Houndoom... three matches, and that Goodra on the other side didn't even have to catch its breath."

His female companion clenched her fists: "Hellorms' Inferno was blasted straight through by a water cannon. That's Pachira's signature Hellorms."

silence.

In this corner of the stands, the air seemed to freeze.

After a long pause, someone gave a dry laugh, attempting to break the tension:

"Well, you can't say that. It's about type advantages and disadvantages. Houndoom is weak to Water... that's normal."

No one responded.

Because everyone knows how weak this reason is.

"Normal?" A middle-aged man wearing glasses spoke slowly, his voice deep. "Attribute advantage is the norm, but to be able to leverage that advantage to this extent, you call that 'normal'?"

He paused, his gaze falling on the figure that had already walked back into the players' tunnel:

"That's not attribute advantage. That's overwhelming strength."

"Is the gap between us and Sinnoh really that big?"

The woman's voice was very soft, almost drowned out by the noise of the venue. But those around her still heard it.

Some people opened their mouths, wanting to refute, wanting to say that this was just an isolated case, wanting to say that Pakira was not in good condition, wanting to say that Carlos had stronger trainers—

But the words stuck in his throat.

Because everyone had seen the entire battle from beginning to end.

There was no luck, no accidents, no "almost".

It was a complete and utter crushing defeat that left people feeling hopeless.

"...I don't believe it."

In the crowd, a young girl with a ponytail looked up, her eyes a little red, but her voice was forceful:

"Pacila lost, but we still have Master Limone, Mr. Zimi, and—"

She paused, then took a deep breath:

"And Miss Karuno."

These three words are like pebbles falling into a calm lake, creating ripples.

"Yes, Miss Karuno hasn't appeared yet!"

"She's our champion, and one of the most influential champions!"

"Miss Karuno will definitely win!"

The voices gradually merged, and the oppressive silence was slowly dispelled.

"Moreover," the middle-aged man with glasses pushed up his glasses, his voice still steady but with a touch more seriousness, "the next match is our Carlos Gym Leader against the Sinnoh Champion."

The next match will be between Sinnoh Champion Cynthia and Kalos Gym Leader Limone.

The situation has reversed.

"So what if he's the Sinnoh champion?" The young man in the blue jacket clenched his fist again. "Master Limone has been guarding Lumière for so many years; he's not someone to be trifled with."

"Yes, even if Cynthia is strong, it doesn't mean she's guaranteed a win!"

"Go, Master Linone!"

"Let's show Sinnoh the power of Kalos!"

The crowd gradually became lively, like a self-hypnosis, or a truly heartfelt cry.

However, in the seat at the very edge, an elderly man with gray hair remained silent.

Behind the old man, a little boy tugged at his clothes:

"Grandpa, is our Carlos really that weak?"

The old man looked down at his grandson's uneasy eyes.

He was silent for a moment, then his rough hand landed on the child's head:

"No."

His voice was very soft, yet it sounded like it was pressing down on a stone:

"We're not weak. We've just...never been woken up like this in a long time."

The little boy seemed to understand, but not quite.

The old man looked at the field again.

"Miss Karunai will win," he said, as if telling his grandson, or as if convincing himself.

"She will lead all of Carlos to victory; the sleeping Carlos Fire Lion is about to awaken!"

Cynthia was somewhat annoyed by Pachira's disdain for Li Shuwen.

But this is just an exchange meeting, so Cynthia plans to wait until her match against Pachira to show her why the flowers are so red.

Cynthia decided not to use Garchomp and to control the force of her attack.

Let the four Pokémon vying for second place—Rockpie, Lucario, Arcanine, and Togekiss—go into battle.

Based on today's performance, let Cynthia decide who is number two.

Cynthia doesn't have many Pokémon, yet four of them are vying for second place.

Previously, Garchomp was indeed far ahead of all other Pokémon.

but!

Who is Cynthia's boyfriend?

tell me!

That's right, it's our Midas touch!

Every time Cynthia and Li Shuwen go on a date, the Pokémon train spontaneously.

With the help of Midas Touch, although they didn't get the same skill boosts as Garchomp like Dragon Dance and Pounce.

However, the continuous activation of the Midas Touch skill also caused their strength to increase rapidly.

Because of Pacilla's actions, Limone is under a lot of pressure right now.

In order to maintain the reputation of the Carlos region, Limone must perform better in front of Cynthia, the Sinnoh Champion.

Lemon's first weapon is Gallade, characterized by its sharp slashes, rapid movement, and agile dodging.

Cynthia immediately dispatched the Flower Rock Monster.

Lemon's heart sank. The Ghost-type Venusaur was a perfect counter to the Psychic-type Gallade.

Superpowers and fighting-type attacks have no effect on the Rockruff.

Ghost-type attacks are effective against Gallade.

"Gallade," Limone suppressed all his emotions, his voice as steady as a blade, "Take Off."

In Pokémon battles, speed is everything.

Gallade's figure left an afterimage in place before its true form tore through the air like a silver arrow.

The elbow blade drew a deadly arc, aiming straight for the Flower Rock Monster's body.

This is a guaranteed hit that surpasses the speed of visual capture; it's the starting move that Gallade has practiced countless times.

Cynthia remained calm. "A surprise attack."

The Flower Rock Monster's eyes suddenly lit up.

Gallade's blade was less than a meter away from him. A jet-black, evil energy struck first, coiling around Gallade's blade-wielding arm like a venomous snake?

boom!

The sprint was abruptly cut off.

Gallade was pulled to the ground by that force, its elbow blade sinking into the rock and carving a deep groove.

He knelt on one knee, looked up, and disbelief flashed in his eyes.

"Gallade, ambush the vitals!"

Gallade suddenly sprang into action!

His figure left a trail of afterimages in the air, his elbow blade retracted at his waist, the blade swirling with thick, inky evil energy.

Cynthia's voice trailed off softly.

"A surprise attack."

The purplish-black energy struck first, like a heavy hammer, slamming into Gallade's bladed arm joint.

Gallade landed, staggered a step, and her hand holding the blade trembled slightly.

"Stomp on it!" his voice rose. "Shatter it!"

Gallade suddenly raised its foot, channeling all its power into its right foot, and stomped hard on the Spirit Rockruff.

Cynthia calmly gave the order, "Sneak Attack."

The Flower Rock Monster's form completely blurred the moment before contact, as if it had never existed.

The next second, a ghostly purple hand emerged from the shadows behind Gallade, its fingertips wreathed in the cold, ghost-type Death Ray.

Gallade's body stiffened, and it fell straight forward.

Gallade tried her best, but still couldn't win.