Pokemon Battle System: I Reincarnated As A Charmander

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The first round of the Extreme Speed Conference swiftly commenced. Numerous Trainers gathered around, focusing on a large screen set up nearby.

Due to traversing the Blue Grasslands, the racecourse was vast, making it impractical for Trainers to accompany their Pokemon throughout the event. Consequently, a big screen was provided to keep them informed.

The live footage on the screen was managed by professional commentators from Falcon City. Riding Staraptors, these commentators followed the competing Pokemon closely while providing real-time commentary and broadcasting updates, ensuring everyone could stay abreast of the race's progress.

"The competition is about to begin."

As the first round approached, Grovyle's assigned number was 78, placing him in the eighth group. With fifty groups participating, the initial round alone would take considerable time, given the extensive length of crossing the entire Blue Grasslands.

Being the second-largest grassland in the Sebas region, the Blue Grasslands spanned a significant area. Even for this particular competition, organizers had deliberately chosen the nearest section as the racecourse.

If ordinary humans attempted such a race, they might not reach the other side even after half a day, necessitating the use of the big screen broadcast. This served two purposes: firstly, to provide live updates on the race, and secondly, to reassure Trainers about their Pokemon's well-being during the event.

The Extreme Speed Conference is highly organized, with virtually no instances of participating Pokémon going missing. The safety of each Pokémon is ensured; even if injured and eliminated from the race, immediate medical attention is provided.

Lian glanced at the distant large screen, where the first group of competing Pokémon had already entered the field. Among them, six were flying types, while the remaining four belonged to other attributes.

The flying-type Pokémon included Taillow, Pidgeotto, Staravia, and Emolga, with three being Staravias.

As one of the easiest-to-capture flying-type Pokémon, Starly have gentle dispositions and are relatively simple to train, making them a popular choice for many novice Trainers.

The remaining four Pokémon represented various non-flying attributes: Aipom, Elekid, Delcatty, and Raticate.

Lian quickly assessed the participating Pokémon; among them, the Emolga had the highest speed base stat at 103, belonging to the rare dual Electric-Flying type category.

With its adorable appearance, the close-up on the big screen instantly won over some Trainers who enthusiastically cheered for the Emolga.

Although the Emolga boasted the highest speed base stat, Lian couldn't definitively determine which Pokémon would be the fastest, as their levels weren't visible. It would ultimately depend on their performance once the race began.

"Hello everyone, welcome to the 12th Extreme Speed Conference live broadcast. I am your commentator, Tina..."

A stylish and casually dressed woman, riding on a Staraptor, hovered in mid-air as the official commentator for this event. Holding a lightweight camera, she focused the lens on the ten Pokémon about to begin their race.

As Tina provided commentary, the excitement grew within the competition atmosphere. Known as a renowned commentator in the Sebas region, she was also a formidable mid-level Trainer herself.

The race was about to commence. With the referee's signal, the six flying-type Pokémon instantly took off, while the four ground-based Pokémon swiftly sprinted forward.

Lian watched the large screen, noticing that Emolga and Raticate were leading with remarkable speed. Raticate boasted a high base stat of 97 for speed, and evolving from Rattata requires at least Level 20.

Apart from these two, the other Pokémon trailed slightly but still maintained a close pursuit behind the leading pair.

"As you can see, currently, Emolga and Raticate are significantly ahead. However, the rest of the Pokémon aren't far behind, such as Elekid..."

Tina swiftly provided commentary while riding her Staraptor, closely following the Pokémon and filming as she explained.

Lian observed the race; currently, the Taillow seemed to be the slowest, likely not yet reaching level 20. Given its base speed stat, it should have been faster than the Pidgeotto once evolved.

The group stage's cutthroat format allowed only the first-place finisher to advance. Lian surmised that few of these Pokémon would have their speed ability surpassing four hundred.

It might seem insignificant, but considering these Pokémon had not reached their maximum speed potential, achieving over four hundred speed abilities typically required them to be at least level 20, based on their base speed stats.

With the system's help, Lian effortlessly attained his Pokémon's speed limits. Other Pokémon could potentially reach those limits through rigorous training, but novice Trainers certainly couldn't achieve this easily.

As the race progressed, the gap between Pokémon widened gradually. The leading Pokémon were already more than twenty meters ahead of the last one. During the competition, Emolga even used Shock Wave to target Raticate on the ground, disrupting its running pace significantly.

Undeniably, flying-type Pokémon have their advantages; without long-range moves, ground-based Pokémon struggle to disrupt aerial opponents effectively.

As Raticate evaded the Shock Wave attacks, its speed slowed significantly, allowing Emolga to pull ahead and create a substantial gap between them.

Lian watched for a while but soon felt drowsy, wanting to take a nap. Just as he was about to sit down and sleep, he remembered the role reversal and couldn't afford to reveal his true identity.

The persistent wave of sleepiness made his eyelids twitch uncontrollably, yet Lian had to force himself to stay alert.

"Charmeleon, do you need a break?" Julian noticed Charmeleon acting unusual and assumed it might be tired. He casually tossed out a Poké Ball, intending to let Charmeleon rest inside, considering there was still some time before the fourth round began.

Thud!

Lian felt a gentle impact on his head, accompanied by a soft sound. Although not painful, it instantly jolted him awake.

Realizing that the object thrown at him was a Poké Ball, Lian turned to see Julian's puzzled expression.

Feeling anxious, Lian looked at Julian, worried if he had been discovered. This Poké Ball clearly belonged to Charmeleon, so there was no way it could capture him.

"Charmeleon, even now you're unwilling to enter a Poké Ball?" Julian sounded somewhat dejected.

Instantly channeling his inner drama, Lian adopted a somber expression. After all, as a traumatized Pokémon, refusing to enter a Poké Ball seemed plausible.

Seeing Charmeleon's demeanor, Julian sighed and felt guilty, saying, "It's my fault for not keeping a better eye on you. If only I had put you back in your Poké Ball earlier, you wouldn't have been captured."

Lian continued pretending to ignore him while quietly watching the race. Although it was rather dull, he no longer felt any drowsiness.

He almost regretted agreeing to switch identities with Charmeleon, but thankfully, his acting skills were solid enough that Julian didn't suspect anything.

The first group's race held little suspense, with Emolga reaching the finish line first and securing its advancement.

Unfortunately, the first match lacked intense battles; Emolga merely used Shock Wave to momentarily disrupt Raticate. The other Pokémon focused solely on sprinting, paying no attention to their competitors nearby.

Although the arranged obstacles momentarily slowed down Emolga, the significant speed disparity meant only Raticate could barely keep up behind it. The other Pokémon couldn't even catch a glimpse of Emolga's shadow, let alone compete.

With the first group's race concluded, the second group swiftly began their competition. Commentator Tina, riding her Staraptor, returned to the starting line and commenced narrating the next round.

It was impressive how energetic commentators had to be, not only providing continuous commentary while holding camera equipment but also ensuring the lens remained steady and focused on the competing Pokemon without any wobble.

Time gradually passed as Lian observed one group after another racing. Among these, the second group's competition stood out for its intensity. A Staravia and Golbat, evenly matched in speed, engaged in a brief battle.

Several other Pokemon managed to overtake them, steadily gaining ground. Ultimately, a Linoone secured the qualification spot.

While the overall speed of the second group didn't match the first, this scenario taught Trainers that disrupting opponents is acceptable, but causing a decrease in their own Pokemon's speed due to interference would prove counterproductive.

Soon, the third group's race concluded, and the fourth group was about to begin. Lian's number was 35, indicating it was his turn to compete.

"Charmeleon, let's go." Julian guided Lian through the crowd to the starting line, offering words of encouragement along the way.

Standing at the start, Lian ignored Julian and focused on observing the other participating Pokemon, contemplating his strategy for this race.

With the presence of large screens and commentators, he couldn't simply lead throughout the entire race; that would draw attention from the commentators, and his image would be prominently displayed on the screens.

Julian, being well-versed with Charmeleons, would quickly notice that this wasn't his own Charmeleon. Therefore, Lian had to avoid appearing on the big screens as much as possible while securing a low-key qualification for advancement.