Dayan Sword Saint Can Also Be The Boxing Champion

The stadium was filled with applause.

The audience gave Bea and Machamp the most heartfelt applause and cheers.

The hard work and strength of this young girl is evident to all.

She and her Machamp are synonymous with hard work.

Often, after the day's matches, many of the spectators and competitors who stayed in the stadium could see Bea and Machamp tirelessly practicing on the rented sparring grounds.

The young girls' sweaty appearance on the training ground is very touching.

Those who work hard are always respected by others.

Especially those who work hard and are strong.

Bea has been winning the seven-day World's No. 1 Martial Art Conference.

Her Machamp was so powerful that she crushed all the opponents she was matched with.

What's even more remarkable is that Bea has never shown any arrogance, or looked down on others.

Regardless of the strength or weakness of her opponents, the young fighter was able to tackle each match with all her heart and all her strength.

After defeating her opponents, she didn't show any ridicule towards the losing fighters, but instead, she paid her respects to each of them.

Just like now...

"Still lost."

On the field, Blaziken's trainer was rubbing his head in distress.

He retrieved the fainted Blaziken and walked towards Bea.

"Ms. Bea is really strong, worthy of being a Gym Leader, I'm impressed!"

"You're too kind."

Bea still had a bland look on her face, but her tone was very serious.

"I only won narrowly, your Blaziken's kicking technique is really strong, if that move had landed on Machamp, I'm afraid Machamp would not be able to take it well either."

"Hahaha..."

Blaziken's trainer couldn't help but laugh at his words, and the anger of his defeat had dissipated for the most part.

Bea was such a person.

As a trainer and fighter, she was meticulous and serious in her approach to combat and sparring, and was able to do everything in a single-minded manner.

However, at all times, there was a sense of humility and politeness in her heart, even though her strength was already very good.

The so-called true masters always have an apprentice's heart, and that's what Bea is like.

"I'll take my leave now."

Blaziken's trainer bowed to Bea, then took his partner's Poké ball and hurried to the Pokémon recovery facility in the gymnasium.

Bea's Machamp's Cross Chop was no joke...

His Blaziken is now in dire need of medical attention.

"So, the winner of this year's World's No. 1 Martial Art Conference is Bea!"

From the stage, the commentator shouts out Bea's name.

"She will be qualified to follow Master Mustard to the Isle of Amor!"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the contestants in the audience immediately cast envious glances towards Bea.

Master Mustard may not be well known in the outside world, but all of the competitors present were veteran fighters.

Master Mustard's name was a real thunderclap for them.

A true master...

And the reward for the World's No 1 Martial Art Conference, although it seems to be just going to the Isle of Amor with Master Mustard for a period of time.

However, it was also equivalent to becoming a disciple under Master Mustard's martial arts school...

How could Master Mustard not teach her well?

It's an honor that even a Gym Leader would kill for.

Bea is a good example.

"Little Bea, you're really something."

At that moment, along with the clamor of the audience, the master who had gotten the attention of all the contestants finally appeared on the field, stroking his beard.

"Master Mustard!"

Seeing Master Mustard walking towards him, Bea on the field made a serious bow to Master Mustard.

"Oh, there's no need to be so serious, kids nowadays are really polite."

With a strange accent, Master Mustard smiled at Bea.

He stood in front of Bea, and his original kind smile immediately tightened, replaced by a serious face.

"You are the champion of the World's No 1 Martial Art Conference, and have been qualified to train at the Isle of Amor, that's true, however... You haven't really won in the end."

"Uh-huh!"

At those words, a nervous look couldn't help but appear on Bea's face.

She sat upright, but a touch of excitement leaped inside her eyes.

"Hehe~ It seems that you already know."

Seeing her look, Master Mustard laughed again.

Then, he faced the audience.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, the World's No 1 Martial Art Conference has one last match!"

At these words, many people in the audience whispered.

Many of them had been informed of World's No 1 Martial Art Conference's official arrangements for Aisha in advance, and many of them had come here specifically for Instructor Ai.

Therefore, finally waiting for this time, many of them were looking forward to Master Mustard's next words with anticipation and excitement.

"At the same time..."

A stern look appeared on Master Mustard's old face.

"The format of the final battle is not the usual Pokémon vs. Pokémon battle, but rather, an undiscriminatory wild battle!"

These words directly caused an uproar at the scene.

Countless people, including Bea, looked at Master Mustard with astonishment.

What's an undifferentiated battle?

It's a mode where trainers and Pokémon fight together, and can fight by any means necessary, even if it means attacking the trainer directly.

Because of the high risk factor of this mode, it has been gradually replaced by regular Pokémon battles in recent years.

Unexpectedly, Master Mustard has brought Undifferentiated Wild Battle, which has been dormant in regular tournaments for many years, to the World's No. 1 Martial Art Conference once again.

It's...

It's exciting!

Yes, it's exciting.

Master Mustard's words have set the entire stadium abuzz.

The Undifferentiated Wild Battle is a thrill, and the level of excitement is several times that of a regular Pokémon battle.

The audience rarely saw such exciting battles, but now that they had seen it here, they were certainly looking forward to it.

"Undifferentiated Wild Battle..."

Bea clenched her fists, her body trembling slightly.

These days, she has also been following the internet, and collected some information about Instructor Ai.

Among them, Bea had naturally seen many videos of Instructor Ai fighting wild Pokémon.

In the video, the image of the slender and good-looking beautiful boy punching and knocking out a wild Nidoking was still fresh in her mind.

Bea knows that Instructor Ai is a great fighter.

He was very strong.

But Bea's trembling wasn't fear or nervousness.

It was excitement...

It was Bea's lifelong pursuit to fight against the powerful!

She wouldn't be deterred by the power of her enemies, on the contrary, it was the power of her enemies that made her fight with all her might.

This is what Bea, as a fighter... Bea's awareness as a fighter.

"Heh..."

Looking at Bea, who was trembling with excitement next to him, Master Mustard revealed a pleased smile.

What a talent.

If she goes to the Isle of Armor, she might be able to motivate everyone in the martial arts school to train again...

It's just that.

"Hmm." Thinking about Bea's opponent, Master Mustard revealed a complicated expression.

Hopefully, this little girl won't be beaten up by the fish-frying brat.

"Otherwise, I'll really lose a lot of money, little old me..."

Master Mustard muttered.

"You go get Machamp back on his feet."

Master Mustard instructed Bea, and with a complicated expression on his face, he said, "After all, your opponent is not someone to be dealt with."

"Yes!"

Bea seriously bowed to Master Mustard, after which, she retrieved Machamp, and ran impatiently to the facility for treating Pokémon.

The final battle started an hour later, and the venue was still the same.

Master Mustard and Instructor Ai met in the lounge that World's No 1 Martial Art Conference had prepared for the participants.

"That's a sight for sore eyes, little Aisha."

I don't know if it's just an illusion, but Aisha had a feeling that Master Mustard was gritting his teeth when he said that.

"Huh?"

Aisha couldn't help but recall her own encounters with Master Mustard, and thought about whether or not she'd ever had any trouble with him.

It seemed that there wasn't...

I didn't even know him before, but I had used Venusaur to sleep with one of his Pokémon when I was recording Sunny Day's video footage.

I don't think Master Mustard would hold a grudge against him, would he?

"I've heard a lot about you, Master Mustard."

Aisha smiled and arched his hand.

His salute wasn't very standard, mainly because he wasn't a professional fighter himself.

Master Mustard looked at him, sighed, and came over to correct Instructor Ai's poor curtsy.

"See, that's the standard salute."

"Oh, oh, like this!"

Instructor Ai followed Master Mustard's example and changed his movements.

Seeing this, Master Mustard's expression was satisfied.

This kid, looks good to me...

He has a good understanding.

If only he could change his Sleep Powder problem during the battle.

"Hey..."

Master Mustard's blood pressure rose when he thought about the memory of being sprinkled by Instructor Ai's Venusaur's powder in the last battle.

He was too embarrassed to lose his temper with a junior, so he could only let out a sigh.

"Hey."

Instructor Ai, who didn't know how much damage he had caused to Master Mustard, was laughing.

With this, the atmosphere between the old and the young, who had been strangers to each other, became a lot more harmonious.

"Little Aisha."

Master Mustard called out to Instructor Ai.

This strange name made Aisha's expression a bit complicated.

However, the thought that the famous Galar Champion Leon was also called "Little Leon" by Master Mustard made Instructor Ai's mind more balanced.

"What's the matter?"

"I hear you know that Sonia kid?"

"Ah, yes."

Aisha relaxed at the mention of his acquaintance.

He knew that Master Mustard was Leon's master, and that Sonia was Leon's childhood friend.

Aisha told Master Mustard that he had met Sonia at a seminar in Lumiose City, and that the two of them were very interested in the myths and legends that had been passed down in the Galar region since ancient times, and that they had agreed to go to the Galar region together to study the history of the region sometime.

"Oh..."

Master Mustard's old face showed a look of understanding.

"Sonia used to be a good trainer, but she didn't want to do that and ended up becoming a researcher."

Speaking of this, Master Mustard gave Aisha a complicated look.

Sonia's ability, he knew.

But for Aisha to be appreciated by Sonia in the field of research, it was too surprising.

Not only is he a great trainer, but he's also a great researcher...

This kid is too versatile.

"Hey."

Master Mustard couldn't help but worry.

A hard-working kid like Bea could motivate everyone in the gym.

But someone like Aisha, who's good at everything... I hope he doesn't drive everyone to autism.

At the same time, Master Mustard couldn't help but feel happy.

After all, his Isle of Armor had a special "test" on it.

"I wonder if this kid can complete my martial arts school's test and get the Armor Pass."

Master Mustard thought to himself.

There are three tests in Master Mustard's martial arts school.

After completing these three tests, you will be able to obtain the mysterious "Armor Pass" of the school.

Unfortunately... most of Master Mustard's disciples have all sorts of problems that make them unable to complete these tests.

Take Leon, for example.

He's strong enough, but he can't complete one of the tests.

Master Mustard himself is the type who doesn't hide anything, the so-called "teach the disciple, starve the master" or something, Master Mustard is very disdainful of it.

Therefore, he was eager to hand over the Armor Pass.

This time, I don't know if the person who got the Armor Pass is Aisha or Bea...

"Speaking of which, Master Mustard's game level is really high."

"Hey, that's right!"

When it comes to gaming, Master Mustard's true nature as an old boy comes out.

Although he was a respected master, in fact, this old man's addiction to the Internet was no less than that of young people.

It is said that when he was still the Galar Champion, he was a real gaming enthusiast, but he didn't go too far for the sake of his image.

Once he retired and was left alone, Master Mustard spent almost every day with his video game.

Instructor Ai once suspected that he bought Isle of Amor to get away from the world so he could play better games.

"I'm not bragging, but when I was young, I was the best gamer in Galar!"

Master Mustard was proud of himself.

Instructor Ai applauded.

The old man and the young man talked in the lounge, chatting about all kinds of games, and had a lot in common.

An hour passed quickly.

"Oh, look at my mouth, I accidentally talked too much."

Looking at the time, Master Mustard scratched his head in embarrassment.

"It's okay." Aisha shook his head.

Master Mustard patted Instructor Ai's shoulder and gave him an approving look before walking out of the lounge.

As expected, the best way to get closer between men is to hack and chat about games.

After chatting continuously for an hour about the new games released during this period of time, Instructor Ai and Master Mustard's relationship had obviously reached the level of a forgotten friend.

"Well, we should go."

Aisha smiled, holding Azumarill's Pokémon ball in her hand, and walked towards the other exit of the lounge - which led straight to the sparring ground.

As soon as he stepped out of the passageway, the cheers that greeted him made Instructor Ai dream of the Indigo Plateau Conference.

Unbeknownst to him, he had so many fans in Dayan.

The fans in the audience shouted Instructor Ai's name in support of him.

On the stage, Bea, who was resting her eyes, stood straight as if she was not affected at all - as the Gym Leader of the Galar region, Bea would experience such cheers from the audience in every gym challenge match, although she was fighting away from home, her longtime work habits and good attitude had already given her the ability to handle any situation with ease.

"Instructor Ai."

As if sensing Aisha's presence, Bea's eyes snapped open.

"Please teach me."

Bea assumed a karate ritual.

"Please teach me." Aisha greeted Bea with the standard curtsy he had learned from Master Mustard.

The cheers from the audience grew louder.

Master Mustard smiled at them from the podium.

"Let the fight begin!"

At the referee's command, Aisha and Bea took a step forward and threw their Pokémon balls at the same time.

The two Pokémon balls shot out like two cannonballs, tearing through the air and smashing heavily into each other.

"Boom!"

The Pokémon opened up, and two Pokémon emerged between two beams of light.

The small Azumarill and the strong Machamp collided in the air.

"Lu!"

"Champ..."

The two Pokémon stared at each other, neither one of them satisfied with the other.

Not only them...

The moment the Poké ball was opened, Aisha and Bea at both ends of the field ran out together.

The two figures quickly ran across the field, closing in.

Then, they threw their fists!

"Boom!"

A muffled sound came out, the sound of Aisha and Bea's fists colliding.

The two wrestling Pokémon were surrounded by two trainers who were fighting each other.

"Huh?"

However, Bea's face changed drastically when a huge force came from her fist.

In the next moment, a surge of power that seemed endless swept over her, completely engulfing her.

Bea was like a kite with broken strings, flying twenty meters backwards and rolling on the ground several times.

"Wha..."

Lying on the ground, Bea felt pain all over her body.

What kind of power is this?

Looking hard at Aisha in the distance, Bea's heart was filled with shock.

On the podium, Master Mustard's expression suddenly broke down.

He couldn't help but take two steps forward, his eyes staring at Instructor Ai, who had withdrawn his fists, his eyes burning.

"This kid, he's a good candidate to learn 'Wicked Blow'!"