A Pokémon battle results in a death?
Hasn't something like this happened only once in decades?
But he encountered it this time?
Ye Feng was also startled and retreated, exclaiming, "Ahhh!"
However, it was obvious he was faking it.
"Heh heh, Tetsuya, this is a lesson for you. I didn't break any rules, so how could you? I gave you a chance, but you were useless!"
Not long after.
Many people responsible for maintaining order at the tournament descended.
They intended to subdue the enraged Sceptile.
But how could this Sceptile be subdued so easily?
Especially.
Tetsuya's other five Pokémon had all come out.
Attacking the group of people.
Unable to subdue them, these people looked to Ye Feng for help.
Ye Feng: "Don't worry, leave it to me."
Ye Feng took action and quickly subdued all six.
The order-keeping personnel looked at Ye Feng with gratitude.
After the six Pokémon were dragged away.
They also dragged away Tetsuya's corpse.
The scene was quickly cleaned up.
It finally calmed down.
Although the traces were gone.
The trauma left in people's hearts remained.
"That Sceptile must have taken a forbidden drug, and it went berserk and killed its trainer."
Someone said.
They had no idea it was Ye Feng's doing.
Because Ye Feng had only communicated with the Red-Striped Pikachu through eye contact.
Furthermore, the move the Red-Striped Pikachu used was intangible, like telekinesis.
Besides, even if they saw it, what then?
Could they prove it was Ye Feng?
After all, they wouldn't believe that any Pokémon's telekinesis or other moves could make a Pokémon attack its own trainer.
Tetsuya's death meant Ye Feng's victory.
Ye Feng looked towards the presidential platform on the high stage.
There was no one there.
Damalanchi was not presiding over the Saiyu Conference this time.
The Saiyu Conference was being presided over by the League President of the Hoenn region.
Although the area was empty, he still said:
"The awards ceremony will be held tomorrow after I challenge the Elite Four and the League Champion together."
Then, he strode away from the scene.
Leaving behind countless spectators and eliminated contestants.
Thirty seconds, three minutes...
This group of people was still immersed in the moment of Tetsuya's death.
After all, such a major event, resulting in a death.
It was the first time many spectators had witnessed something like this.
"Tetsuya is dead."
Ash stared blankly, as if dazed.
Because whether it was the previous chubby boy Masamune or Tetsuya.
He had considered them good friends!!!
Now seeing his friend dead!
How could he not be sad!!
And even sadder were those thousands of miles away.
Tetsuya's master.
Tetsuzan.
The old man saw his disciple's corpse being cleaned away.
His hands remained suspended in mid-air.
"Ye Feng, you, you, I..."
Tetsuzan suffered a cerebral hemorrhage and passed out.
...
A death occurred in the finals match for the Hoenn Saiyu Conference.
The news spread quickly.
Finally, the tournament organizers concluded: "Contestant Tetsuya administered an unknown and undetectable forbidden drug to his Pokémon, leading to his death at the hands of his own Pokémon."
"No one else is implicated."
"The organizing committee will award him the runner-up title."
"His story will serve as a cautionary tale for trainers everywhere to learn from and remember."
Do you ask if it's a positive or negative example?
Brother, of course it's negative!
Tetsuya took forbidden drugs for his Pokémon and got himself killed.
In fact, if Tetsuya were still alive and had won the championship.
The organizing committee wouldn't have done this, because they truly had no evidence that Tetsuya had given his Pokémon forbidden drugs.
But since Tetsuya died, this blame could be placed upon him.
However, the matches tomorrow would be between the Elite Four and the League Champion.
They would undoubtedly be even more exciting.
Moreover, the betting on who would win between Ye Feng and Naki was also becoming increasingly popular.
It was rumored that many important figures were even setting up bookmaking operations behind the scenes.
Tetsuya's incident would soon be forgotten.
Meanwhile, in a high-rise conference room in Saiyu City.
It was the same conference room.
However, only six people were present this time.
Besides the old president of the Hoenn Pokémon Saiyu League.
There were the Elite Four, and the new Champion Naki.
The group was engaged in a heated discussion.
Preparing for tomorrow's battles.
The old president was the first to ask Naki: "Naki, I know your strength. Are you confident you can defeat Ye Feng?"
Naki: "I am confident. I have an eighty percent chance of defeating Ye Feng."
"Oh? That high?"
Naki: "Of course. This is my first battle as the new League Champion. I cannot afford to lose, and I have placed all my savings on myself."
Naki produced a certificate.
The old president and the other Elite Four members took a look.
This was the largest underground betting pool in Saiyu.
The combined stakes of both sides had already reached over ten billion.
This showed the sheer number of participants.
Naki had wagered forty million, which was all her savings.
Seeing this situation.
And seeing Naki's demeanor.
The old president immediately nodded.
"Since you are so confident, I will trust you this time!"
"Alright, since that's settled, this meeting is adjourned. Everyone get some rest tonight so you can perform well in tomorrow's matches."
With that, the old president hastily departed.
Leaving only the Elite Four and Naki behind.
Karen, looking at the beautiful Naki, smiled and said, "Naki, are you that confident? Have you truly bet all your money on yourself?"
Naki: "Of course."
Drake, the Dragon-type Elite Four member, was usually a captain, leading his crew on voyages.
He asked, "Besides Skarmory, do you have any other trump cards?"
Drake had never seen Naki's second Pokémon before.
Naki: "Of course."
Karen and Drake exchanged a glance.
"Alright, we'll bet on you too."
With that, they left.
Only Naki, Fuyoko, and Poncho remained.
Fuyoko was not interested in this quick money. She was thinking about tomorrow's match.
As for Poncho.
He was contemplating whether he should bet a little on Naki.
Or a little on Ye Feng, and a little on Naki?
But looking at the odds, no matter which side won.
Betting like this would be like not betting at all.
"Forget it, I won't participate in this."
Poncho stood up.
And left.
"Aren't you leaving?"
Fuyoko was also about to leave.
Naki: "You go ahead."
After everyone had left the conference room.
Naki looked at the certificate of her betting on herself and coldly tore it to shreds.
Then, she took out a certificate from her pocket, showing a forty-million bet on Ye Feng to win.
Although there had been extensive publicity.
And she was rumored to be able to defeat Ye Feng.
However, the odds of betting on Ye Feng and her winning were seven to three.
If she didn't lure some other fools to bet, how would she make money?
The night passed quickly.
In the blink of an eye, it was dawn, the day of the match.
The stadium today was exceptionally lively.
Countless cheers intertwined throughout the venue.
Ye Feng had been waiting on the competition floor below for a long time.
And now, on the high stage.
Were the old president of Hoenn, the League Champion, and the Elite Four.