Taking advantage of Incineroar's momentary lapse in distraction, it bared its razor-sharp fangs and executed a flawless, high-velocity Toxic strike straight into the dark tiger's shoulder lining.
"Oh no! Incineroar has sustained a direct hit from Ditto's tactical shift and has fallen into a severe Poisoned state!"
"The mechanical versatility of this Ditto is deeply unsettling... to think its framework can fluidly compress its parameters to copy even a sixteen-winged Crobat."
Incineroar's features turned an absolute, painful iron-green as its respiration broke, dropping heavily onto a single knee across the sand dunes.
"Incineroar, abort your motor loops! Are your core parameters stable?"
Professor Kukui earnestly desired to sustain the momentum of this exhibition match alongside Feng Che, but his baseline diagnostic sensors flagged immense concern regarding his starter's systemic trauma.
"Secure the line. Use this to flush the toxin matrix," Feng Che stated calmly, reaching into his spatial storage ring to extract a premium, jade-green Antidote capsule before tossing it straight into Professor Kukui's hand.
"When our paths intersect across the future tournament brackets, our stables shall finalize this score properly."
The exact millisecond the brief finalized, Feng Che unchained his psychokinetic authority, dissolving into a violet distortion as he Teleported away from the beach grid.
Once his boots rematerialized along a secluded coastal ledge within tracking distance of a high-speed speedboat, he hastily audited his chronometer terminal and frowned heavily.
"I never calculated that the core temporal flow inside the Ultra Wormhole would operate under such an extreme time-dilation deviancy compared to our primary plane."
"Sustaining an exploratory campaign for a mere twenty-four hours within the Ultra Space has programmatically translated to several continuous days expiring across the primary world. The strict thirty-day transition window enforced by the World League League Headquarters to report for my Elite coronation has officially hit its terminal threshold."
"My vanguard must chart a direct, uninterrupted vector toward the Unova Region to assume my sovereign seat."
Without wasting a single millisecond of daylight, Feng Che patched an urgent, high-encryption communication link directly to Yuan Na's desk in Sinnoh, instructing her to deploy a private Yuan Clan high-speed speedboat to immediately harvest him from the Alolan coastline.
The exact microsecond the data line disconnected, Mei Shenzi tracked the radiant, unrestrained smile breaking across her granddaughter's face.
"Yuan Na... has Feng Che's scanning array successfully recovered active lifeforce telemetry regarding your Grandfather?" Mei Shenzi stammered, her entire physical framework trembling violently as her voice cracked with raw, suppressed emotion.
"Your calculations are completely accurate, Grandmother! Feng Che has successfully secured and extracted Grandfather from the dark zones! Furthermore, he has unsealed the containment fields to escort the absolute return of the main Yuan Clan's core vanguard legion!"
"Sustained beneath the material return of our apex combat tier, our house no longer harbors a single reason to tolerate psychological coercion or military threats from any external transnational syndicate!"
"The Yuan Clan shall once again ascend to its rightful, undisputed seat as the paramount hegemon dominating the Sinnoh Region!" Yuan Na proclaimed in sheer excitement.
"However, you may rest your spirit, Grandmother. I shall enforce absolute administrative discipline per Feng Che's strict strategic dictates, requiring our house to maintain a low-profile, completely unostentatious posture across all public registries."
"So long as the Celestic Town elders abstain from launching an offensive cascade against our borders, the Yuan Clan will continuously preserve a highly cooperative, mutually supportive mutual alliance with their council."
Yuan Na's unyielding guarantee caused the deep, decade-long anxiety fracturing Mei Shenzi's spirit to completely dissolve into absolute peace.
"It has been an eternity since my eyes last tracked the old soldier's silhouette... I wonder if his memory files still preserve the parameters to recognize my face," the old matriarch whispered, pristine tears finally slipping from her eyes.
"No, I refuse to receive them in this state. I must immediately relocate to my dressing suite to meticulously restore my appearance and prepare a flawless welcoming ceremony for their return."
"Tell me, did Feng Che's brief provide a definitive logistical timeline regarding their physical return vector to the Sinnoh mainland?" Mei Shenzi requested urgently.
"Feng Che is currently operating under a severe chronological bottleneck to finalize his coronation handover in Unova. Our high-speed speedboat will harvest him from the Alolan docks within hours."
"The exact millisecond they breach the Unovan borders, Grandfather and the veteran legionaries will transition onto a private, high-speed regional transport helicopter to execute a direct flight straight back to our Sinnoh estate."
"The complete transit path will clear within a mere two to three days."
"You hold absolutely zero reasons to burn mental torque, Grandmother," Yuan Na comforted her gently.
The Grand Reception at Unova League Headquarters
Three days later.
Feng Che's silhouette materialized seamlessly within the high glass rotunda of the Unova Pokémon League Headquarters.
Standing dead-center of the reception plaza to personally oversee his arrival was the undisputed Champion of the Unova Region—Alder.
Anchored directly behind the champion's massive shoulders were Feng Che's long-standing competitive acquaintances from the international tracks: the Dark-type Elite Master Grimsley and the Psychic-type Sovereign Caitlin.
The remaining nodes of the Unova Elite Four were currently detached from headquarters; the Ghost-type specialist Shauntal was actively wandering across various remote municipal sectors to siphon creative inspiration for her upcoming literary novels, while the Fighting-type colossus Marshal had been temporarily reassigned by World League Headquarters to anchor a specialized tactical campaign in an external region.
"Elite Feng Che! My deepest administrative apologies for any superficial logistical oversights regarding your reception!" Alder roared, unchaining a booming, characteristically hearty laugh as he stepped forward to clasp the teenager's shoulder.
As the reigning Champion, he was programmatically required to project a highly magnanimous, broad-minded institutional facade before newly coronated High Elites.
The Unova Region operated as one of the absolute premier, hyper-developed economic hegemons across the global sphere, its infrastructure supporting an exceptionally vast and competitive network of regional Gym Leaders.
"Elite Feng Che, as a newly transferred foreign asset materializing on our grid, protocol dictates your console complete several mandatory registration audits and definitively settle the internal Elite Ranking Hierarchy."
"Would your stable harbor any objection to initializing a localized diagnostic trial battle to verify your ranking parameters?"
Alder spoke with an easy, jovial smile, though behind his hearty expression lay a highly calculated, malicious political trap.
He intended to systematically utilize this ranking trial to force a direct, immediate competitive contradiction between Feng Che and the long-standing native Elites, fracturing their cohesion before the newcomer could ground his influence.
Feng Che cast a deeply meaningful, thoroughly cynical look straight into the Champion's eyes, his advanced psychological faculties instantaneously decoding the underlying malice of the maneuver.
Yet, Alder merely preserved his classic, rustic, simple-minded old-man grin without letting a single calculation leak from his posture.
"Could it be that the globally celebrated Elite Feng Che harbors a trace of internal doubt, looking to bypass a competitive challenge?" Alder continued to push, smoothly widening the trap with an easy chuckle.
"My stable maintains absolute readiness to verify its parameters across any grid, Champion. However, my main uncertainty rests on whether Elite Caitlin or Elite Grimsley desire to allocate their processing power to parry my slots."
Per the historical, hard-coded administrative rankings of the Unova Region...
Caitlin securely monopolized the Rank 1 Elite seat, flanked directly by Grimsley who anchored the Rank 2 slot.
Marshal held the Rank 3 position, while Shauntal rounded out the roster at Rank 4.
Therefore, so long as Alder could successfully provoke a severe competitive clash targeting Caitlin's or Grimsley's pride, his internal balancing strategy would clear flawlessly.
"Negative. My analytical tracking has verified that Feng Che's baseline combat torque significantly eclipses my current threshold metrics; my console declines to authorize a redundant challenge," Caitlin intervened flatly, her tone completely detached as she floated her parasol.
"Champion Alder, Elite Feng Che has previously executed a flawless, uncompromised full-battle victory over my primary roster on an open international stage. My office openly validates his superiority; a re-trial yields zero statistical utility," Grimsley supplemented smoothly.
While a deep trace of competitive frustration lingered within his eyes, he was far too pragmatic to let his pride blindly lead his stable into a calculated slaughter.
"Ah, exceptional clarity from both stations," Alder smiled, his expression unchanging as he smoothly rotated his strategy to deploy a secondary administrative bottleneck.
"Then let us review a critical regulatory constraint regarding your primary High-Elite Attribute Specialization."
"Since your station has yet to unseat my framework to claim the sovereign Champion throne, World League bylaws dictate your competitive roster must explicitly adhere to a Single-Attribute Archetype. Does your console command an established attribute block to anchor your registry?"
"My databases note that during your tenure across the Kanto borders, your office operated as a Flying-type Gym Leader."
"My primary query is to ascertain if your station intends to execute an administrative reset to alter your registered elemental specialization for your Elite Four tenure."
"The configuration files have already been finalized by my office, Champion. I am permanently registering my vanguard under the Dragon attribute."
Feng Che spoke with absolute, unwavering certainty. He was fully committed to establishing his reign as an authentic, high-purity Dragon-type Elite—completely distinct from unrefined hybrid variants like Lance, who masqueraded under a dragon banner while his actual boxes were heavily choked with Flying-type birds.
"A magnificent, high-tier selection... though its validation depends entirely on whether your current active inventory houses a sufficient volume of high-purity Dragon-type specimens. Should your stable fail to present the required numeric threshold, the central board will reject the query," Alder rumbled with an easy, superficial smile.
"Bylaws dictate your active box must present exactly six independent Dragon-type assets, dead-center of which a minimum of four independent specimens must have successfully locked their parameters within the Elite Tier before your office can safely assume the Dragon-type Elite mantle."
Alder had initiated a deep, black-market information audit targeting Feng Che's history prior to the meeting, verifying that the teenager lacked a high-volume, stabilized pool of Draconic assets.
"Deino, Dreepy, Rampardos, Armaldo, Flygon, and Naganadel. My registry presents exactly six qualified Draconic assets to clear the line."
Feng Che casually itemized his roster mentally, a cold smirk playing behind his eyes as his stable flawlessly satisfied the administrative codes.
Furthermore, Rampardos, Armaldo, Flygon, and Naganadel had each successfully pushed their baseline attributes to comfortably lock within the Elite Tier.
[REGISTRATION MODULE: DRACONIC ROSTER AUDIT]
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1. Naganadel (Poison/Dragon) -> [STATUS: ELITE TIER]
2. Flygon (Ground/Dragon) -> [STATUS: ELITE TIER]
3. Rampardos (Rock/Ancient) -> [STATUS: ELITE TIER - DRACONIC TYPING INTEGRATION]
4. Armaldo (Rock/Bug) -> [STATUS: ELITE TIER - DRACONIC TYPING INTEGRATION]
5. Deino (Dark/Dragon) -> [STATUS: PSEUDO-ELITE TIER]
6. Dreepy (Dragon/Ghost) -> [STATUS: PSEUDO-ELITE TIER]
While both Deino and Dreepy had yet to authorize their final evolutionary rewrites, their raw biological combat indices were exceptionally fierce, comfortably clearing the peak Pseudo-Elite threshold. They required nothing but a single evolutionary trigger to explosively scale into the upper echelons.
To guarantee that his Deino would perfectly siphoned and integrated the supreme, reality-warping inheritance dormant within the ancient remnants of the Tao Trio (Reshiram, Zekrom, and Kyurem), Feng Che had continuously deployed his psychic aura to forcefully compress and suppress its evolutionary instincts, preserving its baseline form to maximize its internal energy capacity.
As for the infant Dreepy, having systematically absorbed and integrated the high-purity metrics of the Dragon Soul Stone and a pristine Giratina Scale, its biological engine had already initialized a severe, high-tier mutation sequence.
Its current operational directive was to carefully partition and expand its own soul-essence, splitting its core to produce an endless vanguard of secondary Dreepy attendants to optimize its future launch matrix.
At this exact chronological second, the tiny dragon-phantom was quietly anchored deep within Feng Che's personal shadow layer, greedily siphoning and feeding upon the immense, overflowing Underworld Soul-Energy venting continuously from Gengar's resting core.