The flying king of a certain Pokémon

"Yesterday evening, a large time-space rift appeared in the urban area of ​​Hangzhou City, with a total of [-] Pokémon. Three trainers were seriously injured, fifteen trainers were slightly injured, and no one in the general public was injured."

"This is the first time that a large time-space rift has appeared inside the city. The disaster response speed and countermeasures of the trainers have been unanimously praised by the general public..."

"At the same time, experts refuted the rumors that the 'colorful cloud phenomenon' that appeared in the sky of Hangzhou yesterday evening was not caused by time and space rifts, but by two trainers competing on the street. At the same time, we appeal to the general residents to go to various training centers and trainer associations, more and better Learn more about Pokémon..."

In the dark room, the thick curtains do not let a ray of light through, it is difficult to tell whether it is day or night.Clothes were thrown on the ground randomly, piled up as high as a hill.

The only light source in the room was the TV broadcasting the news, reflecting the girl's completely expressionless face.

"What reaction speed and countermeasures... If he didn't just happen to be there, something would happen? And why would Feng Shui compete with him? Don't you think you can win?"

The girl wrapped her body in a quilt and sat on the floor with only her face exposed.He didn't care about the messy long hair twisted into a ball under the bed.

"I've been watching TV early in the morning, it's time to get up!"

A beautiful woman in her fifties with almost no wrinkles on her face opened the door, frowning as she looked at the messy room.

"I'm already up!"

The girl stretched, threw the quilt aside, and then lay lazily on the soft quilt.

"Which girl is as sloppy as you! When you get up, go wash up and tidy up your room, so you can't find anything like this."

"If I can find it, I remember where I live. If I can't find it, I just look it up."

The girl reluctantly got up, put on a lavender nightdress, yawned and walked out the door.

"Aren't you going to change your clothes?"

"It doesn't matter, it's at home anyway."

The girl tugged at her knotted hair and gave up when she found that she couldn't untie it. She walked down the stairs with her fluffy and messy hair and came to the living room on the first floor.

"what......."

"Huh?.......Yah——!"

The girl didn't seem to wake up yet, she froze for a moment, and then let out a piercing scream.

Then he ran upstairs like flying.

"Mom! Why didn't you tell me earlier..."

"I told you to wash and change clothes quickly, and told you not to listen."

"But...but... woo—which one do I look better in?"

......

"Where is my comb?"

"It's said that the room is neglected and you can't find anything, right? I'll borrow it from you..."

"It hurts! This comb is pulling my hair..."

......

In the living room on the first floor, a middle-aged man wearing glasses couldn't help but twitched his mouth when he heard the movement upstairs.

"Hey, don't be surprised, she's like this at home."

The middle-aged man held his forehead helplessly, took a sip of tea, and stared at the chessboard in front of him seriously.

"Haha, it's the first time I've seen Linghuang with such a big mood swing."

Yan Pengyu chuckled, playing with the white pieces in his hand.

"This child is not good at expressing since she was a child. She likes to keep everything in her heart. She will act like a baby in front of her mother and grandfather, but she will act like a stranger in front of her peers and teachers. She has been nothing since she was a child. Friends. The only ones who are willing to play with her are you and Huaying."

The middle-aged man stared at the chessboard, and while talking, placed a sunspot on the board.

"It is enough to have one or two sincere friends in a lifetime, and it is very lucky to have three or four people. And I am afraid that people as lucky as me may not be found in the whole world."

"Ha, well said. You have been smart since you were a child, and I even took you to the aquarium opened by the Water Gym. Do you have any impression?"

"Of course, Uncle Ling, how could you and I forget."

Yan Pengyu dropped Bai Zi without thinking, recalling the memory of this world.

Although I don't remember who it is, I do remember that there was an uncle from the next door who brought him into contact with various Pokémon when he was young.

It was also from then on that when he was young, he was inspired to become a Pokémon trainer.

"However, when you were young, you said that you liked mosquito-repellent tadpoles. I still remember. At that time, I thought that if you really chose mosquito-repellent tadpoles as your initial Pokémon, I would give you a water stone. Unexpectedly, you actually became a flight trainer. .Okay, the flying department is good, you can be regarded as completely completing the last piece of the puzzle of the Huaxia flight department that lacks top-level combat power."

The middle-aged man stared at the chessboard and thought hard for a while, and finally put down the chess pieces in his hand.

Heizi was already powerless, and was completely strangled by Baizi.

No frustration of failure, just a smile.

"Okay, a hero is a boy."

"Uncle Ling is too famous..."

Yan Pengyu still wanted to say a few words of modesty, and there was another sound of stomping footsteps on the stairs.

Linghuang quickly ran down the stairs, wearing an off-white dress and a sky blue cardigan sweater, her long hair was draped softly behind her head, and a thin layer of lipstick was wiped on her lips.

"Why are you in my house!"

Linghuang was a little out of breath, which was rare, and pointed at Yan Pengyu, his face was slightly hot.

"Why? I'm also looking for the reason."

"I have no idea what you're talking about!"

Linghuang took a deep breath, calmed down, and returned to her frosty look.

"So? What are you here for? Even if you are a guest, you won't come so early. You come before people get up."

"One thing to say, eleven o'clock in the morning is not too early, and you got up early..."

"Shut up, and forget about what happened just now. And for rest days, it's normal to start in the afternoon."

There seemed to be a chill coming out of Linghuang's body, and even Yan Pengyu couldn't refute it all at once.

It's not that I'm afraid, the main thing is that he agrees with this sentence very much.

That's right, sleeping until the afternoon is the norm on rest days!

"But unfortunately, the rest day is over."

"End? Because of what happened yesterday?"

Linghuang frowned slightly, she had only come back earlier than Yan Pengyu, and had only lived at home for a few days.

"No, yesterday's matter is not a big problem. I will be the direct subordinate of King Lin Hui after that. I came to you today mainly because of the matter you told me before."

"I told you before... ah!"

Linghuang suddenly realized.

More than a year ago, when the World Championship had just ended, Ling Huang had secretly found a chance to tell Yan Pengyu.

After returning to Huaxia, the champion wants to see him.

And just last night, the champion suddenly called Yan Pengyu, asking Yan Pengyu to meet up with Linghuang this morning and then go to his place together.

"Really, why make it so mysterious..."

Ling Huang wrinkled her nose, walked to the door and put on a pair of light brown boots.

"What are you doing in a daze? Let's go now."

"Wait, don't you want breakfast?"

Linghuang's mother also came down from upstairs, looking at Linghuang worriedly.

"No, let's go straight to lunch."

Linghuang shook his head, grabbed Yan Pengyu's arm, and almost dragged him away from home.

"How can I find someone from home..."

"Uncle Ling and I haven't seen each other for a long time. It's normal to come to visit. But it's a three-story detached villa, a big family."

"If you want, you can now have a house much bigger than my house."

"Okay, but it's not necessary..."

The two were chatting with each other outside, and Yan Pengyu bought a steamed stuffed bun on the street without any image at all, and ate it as he walked.

Linghuang's home is very close to the champion's residence, even if he walks, it won't take long.

When they arrived at the small courtyard where the champion usually lived, the old man was already standing in front of the door with his hands behind his back, his back to Yan Pengyu and Ling Huang.

"You came."

"I am coming."

"You're still here after all."

"I'm still here after all."

"You shouldn't have come."

"But I..."

"What are you talking about? Didn't you ask us to come here, Grandpa?"

Linghuang ruthlessly interrupted the almost coded dialogue between the old and the young.

"Ah! You interrupted such a handsome line!"

Yan Pengyu scratched his head like a child. If he hadn't been more or less careful not to be too presumptuous in front of the champion, he would probably have rolled on the ground.

This is one of his favorite lines!

"Speaking of business, you too, Grandpa, why do you want to play such an unclear game?"

Linghuang frowned coldly, Yan Pengyu shrank his head and coughed.

"Can you say the lines just now, champion, don't you..."

Yan Pengyu knew that there was no Jin Yong and Gu Long in this world, and the martial arts novels from previous lives might be regarded as documentary literature in this world.

But no one will remember such a dialogue of the ancients.

Therefore, Yan Pengyu seriously suspected that the old man in front of him was a time traveler like him.

In this way, the long list of titles and strength beyond common sense on the old man in front of him all become reasonable.

"Don't think about it, I don't come from the same place as you. And this passage was also told to me by someone else."

Ling Yan waved his hand, rejecting Yan Pengyu's guess.

"That......"

"Don't even think about it, that person is no longer in this world. If he is still there, the name 'the strongest trainer in human history' is not my turn."

"how is this possible!"

Before Yan Pengyu and Champion Ling Yan had any reaction, Ling Huang showed a rare emotional agitation.

"Grandpa, you are the strongest! How can there be a trainer stronger than you!"

I don't know whether it's anger or anxiety, Linghuang's face flushed slightly, and his voice trembled a little.

"I've always taught you that there are people out there and there are people out there. That's the trainer I met when I was young, much stronger than me now, and there's more than one of them."

"Then how can you prove it? And how can such a powerful person leave no trace?"

"Of course I kept it. Isn't the Charizard Mega Stone and Keystone I gave you?"

Ling Yan laughed dumbfounded, and gently stroked the top of Ling Huang's head with wrinkled palms.

Linghuang bit her lower lip tightly, still feeling unbelievable.

Not only Linghuang is like this, even Yan Pengyu is like this.

The strength of the old man who is the champion can only be truly understood when he reaches the level of a heavenly king. He has already stood on the watershed between a heavenly king and a legend.

Even if the veteran king who is also good at fighting fights against him, no one can force his entire lineup.

No matter what kind of tactics, what kind of rotation defense, he has been crushed by his absolute strength.

"To be honest, it's also hard for me to imagine a trainer who can be stronger than you, the champion."

Even Yan Pengyu felt skeptical about the existence of this suspected traveler senior.

"Is it hard to imagine? Why do I think it's so simple?"

The champion smiled, talking about a stronger trainer than himself, but he didn't feel unwilling in the slightest.Some are just free and easy and natural.

"What is above the king of heaven, this is something that even the students of the trainer school understand."

Hearing these words, both Yan Pengyu and Linghuang fell silent.

The power above the king of heaven is actually in the hands of a trainer?

"That's right, legendary trainers are real. Even if there are no traces of them in the whole world, the legendary Pokémon in the world are not in any trainer's Poké Ball. But I know that they are real, Because I have seen it with my own eyes."

The champion Ling Yan's words made Yan Pengyu feel suffocated.

Cracks in time and space, Pokémon who lost their minds, the end of the future, legendary trainers...

The water in this world is much, much deeper than what he knew.

"And the last message that the legendary trainer left me is why I called you here today."

"Can I participate in the matter of the legendary trainer?"

Yan Pengyu originally thought that if he was given another few decades, he would definitely be able to win the title of "the strongest trainer in human history".

But it is definitely not now, and it is definitely not compared with the legend.

"Of course, because your name was clearly mentioned in the message he left."

As he said that, Champion Ling Yan took out an old-fashioned radio with a vinyl record on it.

The record rotates slowly, with only a slight friction sound.The three of them just waited quietly, counting the time in their hearts, every second passed extremely long.

Finally, at the end of the record, a clear vocal sounded.

There's no music like this type of record should have, just short but clear passages.

"Yan Pengyu, go to the Sky Pillar immediately after returning from the 'Eternal Holy Flame', don't let Likongzao find you in person."

Just this passage made Yan Pengyu feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.