57 Chapter 57 Reaction_1

He Haifei, a surgical pokemon doctor by profession, led a life defined by a monotonous routine of work and study, but ever since the Super Miniature Secret Realm appeared in Nanwu Town, his work pressure had doubled.

In the afternoon, after busying himself with another surgery, He Haifei took his usual short rest. At two o'clock, he took out his mobile phone and promptly opened the Dawnglow live streaming app.

"I really didn't expect him to make it to the top eight, impressive."

"He and that Eevee have been improving at a terrifying rate, it looks like Yang Han that old guy has been a lot of help."

He Haifei and the Professional Trainer Yang Han, who had rescued Fang Yuan from the Super Miniature Secret Realm, were friends, and during Fang Yuan's special training in Nanwu Town, Doctor He, being a fellow townsman, had frequently provided assistance to Fang Yuan and Eevee, offering them many valuable suggestions.

So when Fang Yuan was preparing to participate in the Little Phoenix King Cup, Doctor He was naturally well informed.

Therefore, he had been closely following the competition.

It wasn't until the day the Little Phoenix King Cup top sixteen was announced, and videos of interviews with the sixteen contestants were released on the Dawnglow streaming platform, the official website, and forums, that Doctor He successfully learned through these interviews that his fellow townsman had made it into the top sixteen.

Following this, he paid even closer attention to Fang Yuan and Eevee.

After all, the upcoming battles would be broadcasted on the live platform, which was very convenient.

In the first battle, Eevee managed to take out the opposing Dream Demon with a Bite in one second, leaving He Haifei with a sense of absurdity.

Fang Yuan's Eevee becoming so strong was completely beyond his expectations.

Following this, he started to look forward to the quarterfinals.

Eevee versus Scyther.

This battle was not going to be easy, as someone who was half an expert, he was well aware of the gap between the two Pokemon.

"This is bad, Eevee's at a disadvantage."

"Scyther's onslaught is too fierce."

Watching Fang Yuan and Eevee being pushed to a corner in the live broadcast, He Haifei shook his head in regret, but making it this far was already quite an accomplishment.

However, the next moment, the tides of battle seemed to have turned.

Almost instantly, the Sand-spouting Counter-shield appeared, and Eevee counterattacked to secure victory.

A stream of "66666666666" flew across the screen, and even the normally composed He Haifei couldn't help but blurt out, "Holy shit."

What happened?

Soon enough, there was a replay, and after watching the Sand-spouting Counter-shield several times, he was somewhat baffled.

He quickly made a call to Yang Han.

Ring... Ring... Ring...

The phone connected.

He Haifei, "Did you watch the Little Phoenix King Cup live broadcast? I remember you said... you were going to give Fang Yuan a hand, right?"

Yang Han, "Yeah."

He Haifei, "So, was it you who taught him that application of Sand Splash? To think you'd teach such a technique to a New Trainer, have you become so generous all of a sudden, or are you planning to take on an apprentice?"

"Hey? Are you going to say something?"

Yang Han, "Ugh! It wasn't me who taught him, I have to hang up now, I'll contact you later."

It wasn't you who taught him?

After Yang Han hung up the phone, He Haifei once again looked at the screen with confusion.

At the same time, Yang Han hesitated for a moment before calling Shan Mi, the person in charge of Pingcheng Starshine Battle Club.

Yang Han was already surprised that Fang Yuan had made it to the top eight because Fang Yuan and Eevee had a low starting point, while their opponents were the children of Professional Trainers and apprentices from dojos, who enjoyed resources that Fang Yuan couldn't compare with.

If Fang Yuan and Eevee's entry into the top sixteen made him feel relieved, thinking that Fang Yuan had not neglected training and was working very hard, then after watching the quarterfinals live broadcast and seeing the Sand-spouting Counter-shield, all Yang Han felt was shock.

After Shan Mi answered the call, Yang Han repeated He Haifei's question.

But right now, Uncle Shan was more confused than anyone.

"I estimated their performance to peak at the top 16; I was already surprised that he made it to the quarterfinals. As for that Sand Splash, I have no idea what's going on with that,"

"You don't know either?" Yang Han pondered, "If it wasn't something I taught, and it wasn't something you taught, could it be that he figured it out on his own?"

Uncle Shan said, "It's not impossible. I've told you before, besides the tasks I've assigned him, he's also been working on some things by himself. However, it's still a bit unbelievable. Even among the elite trainers in those university teams, such a technique isn't common, right?"

"..." Yang Han.

"Alright... I got it, let's just watch their next performance."

...

"Semifinals, Fang Yuan actually made it to the semifinals…"

"What's the deal with that Sand Splash? President, can you explain it?"

"I... I don't know either. Is that the same Eevee that was Building Sand Castles on the beach? It couldn't have been switched, right?"

In the small chat group of the psychology club, questions abounded.

Besides that...

The class group of 12th grade, class 2, was ten times more boisterous.

There were those shocked, those confused, those envious, those pretending to be calm, and even those wishing to have Fang Yuan's monkeys!

"@Lin Jing, you're at the scene, right? Hurry up and tell us what's happening. No, wait, let Fang Yuan come on and say something. Did he lose his phone?"

"Yeah, yeah, I would really like my Pidgey to learn that move too. If Eevee can do it, my Pidgey should be able to, right?"

"Fang Yuan still isn't showing up? He's forcing the old players to use their ultimate skills. Watch this ———— Exclusive Red Packet (For Fang Yuan only) x1"

"I'm sending you a penny for that **"

Inside the Oriental Pearl Stadium, Lin Jing hastily turned off her phone and looked towards Fang Yuan, who was coming down the steps.

"Big boss, have some ice cola."

She handed over a bottle of cola and looked at Fang Yuan as if he were a strange creature.

"I mean... what's the deal with that Sand Splash?"

Gurgling...burp...

Fang Yuan took a refreshing sigh, "It's not that hard; I just practiced it like kneading meatballs."

Lin Jing said, "Kneading... meatballs? What meatballs... fortune meatballs?"

Fang Yuan took another sip of cola, the heat was killing him.

"Just like…" Fang Yuan stretched out his palm, looked at the centre of his hand, and said, "Ah, Forest Hard!"

"Get it?"

Lin Jing: ???

This person doesn't seem very bright.

Seeing Lin Jing's confused face, Fang Yuan shrugged his shoulders. There was no helping it, who can blame this world for not having not only "Pokemon" but also "Naruto."

The first match ended, and the atmosphere became lively, with three more to come…

After a halftime break, the second match was about to begin.

Zhang Huan was up against Xu Lan, a battle between Beedrill and Snorunt.

The referee had just announced the start when the guests began to converse.

"Mr. Zhang, it seems you haven't taught him that secret technique yet. Otherwise, the outcome would be uncertain," someone said.

"That's not the case. He's already reached his limit. Moreover, the Winter Dojo has a rich foundation, and player Xu Lan has just started to learn a little. It's perfectly normal for Little Huan to be defeated," Mr. Zhang laughed.

He was Zhang Zizheng, the professional trainer the guests had previously mentioned, and also an upcoming guest. He was the father of the contestant Zhang Huan and didn't take his son's defeat too seriously.

It wasn't long before Xu Lan of the Winter Dojo advanced, establishing Fang Yuan's opponent for the semifinals.