Pokémon: A Trainer Who Masters the Six Powers from the Start

Tears welled up in Kiyo's eyes as he watched Ron leave. In such a short time, Ron had transformed from just an ordinary disciple to a walking League Coin.

But today, Kiyo had no choice but to personally send this "League Coin"—no, Ron—on his way. The very thought made him weep even harder.

Glancing at Shin beside him, Kiyo steeled his resolve. I must train this kid to death, or I won't deserve my three million!

Ron was quite satisfied now that he had gotten what he wanted.

At first, he thought martial arts would be difficult to learn. In reality, as long as one possessed a Breathing Technique, anyone could begin learning martial arts and gradually attain strength rivaling Pokémon.

Of course, this didn't mean martial arts were simple. First, you needed a Breathing Technique, like the one now in Ron's hands.

Although the Breathing Techniques of different martial arts masters varied slightly, their effects were almost identical, as if they had agreed upon it. The price was universally set at 200,000 League Coins.

Once you paid for that, if you wanted to grow stronger, you needed to keep spending.

"The poor write; the rich train." This saying was true everywhere.

To practice martial arts, you first had to refine your body. The Breathing Technique merely gave you the opportunity to push your limits; it was up to you to continually surpass them.

First, nutrition was key—a healthy diet full of rich, nourishing food, particularly meat. Without proper nutrition, no matter how good your techniques were, you'd crumble with a single Pokémon move.

Second, herbal baths. Anyone who has engaged in high-intensity exercise knows the post-workout soreness. Training in martial arts was no exception; in fact, it was worse.

The Breathing Technique essentially squeezed every bit of strength from your cells, forcing you to grow stronger. In return, your pain would be multiplied.

Without proper herbal baths for recovery, a few days of training would leave you crippled, let alone stronger.

Finally, there were various training equipment and long-term investments like martial arts techniques.

Once you had all these resources, you could truly begin your martial arts journey. How far you could go depended on your talent and the quality of your master's guidance.

Despite his miserly appearance, Kiyo genuinely cared for his disciples.

The cost of nurturing so many disciples was not something just anyone could afford.

Most of Kiyo's disciples were poor but talented in martial arts, which is why Kiyo took them in to help them grow.

The same applied to Ron. You could see Kiyo's reluctance just from the look in his eyes.

Unfortunately, now that Ron knew how to become stronger, his dependence on Kiyo was minimal.

The resources Kiyo had given him—including a handwritten martial arts manual—combined with the Six Powers techniques Ron knew from his mind made Kiyo's mentorship nearly redundant.

As for herbal baths, Ron's Fighting Aura gave him an unmatched advantage.

And regarding talent? Ron refused to believe that Fighting Aura could only enhance the abilities of Machamp and others while doing nothing for him.

Even if the changes were small and slow, it was still a possibility worth pursuing.

With all these factors combined, Ron no longer needed to stay under Kiyo's wing. He could carve his own path forward.

Arriving in Saffron City, Ron received the Golden Badge, boosting his hopes of mastering the Six Powers techniques. On top of that, he unexpectedly gained Contribution Points, a Master Ball, and various other items.

"Satisfied" didn't even begin to describe his current mood.

The people of Saffron City, however, weren't done yet. They were so "enthusiastic" that they decided to escort Ron out of the city and shower him with even more points and rewards.

With such hospitality, Ron could only accept it all with open arms.

Having already packed his belongings, Ron didn't return to the Pokémon Gym. Instead, he headed straight out of Saffron City to meet their enthusiasm.

Seeing Ron leave the city, the people waiting for him grew impatient and quickly followed, not caring whether they were exposing themselves.

Greed blinded them, convincing them that Ron was panicking and fleeing mindlessly.

Once outside Saffron City, the pursuers refrained from attacking immediately to avoid police attention.

Aware of their intentions, Ron deliberately led them to a remote area, soon escaping the crowds entirely.

Quickly summoning Machamp, Ron had it carry him into the forest. At the same time, he ensured his pursuers could faintly track his movements, preventing them from losing him entirely.

When Machamp appeared, some people recalled its performance in the battle tournament and felt a momentary fear, but greed quickly overcame their hesitation.

"There are so many of us. No matter how strong his Machamp is, can it defeat dozens of us?"

With that mindset, none of Ron's pursuers backed down.

Among the dozens of Trainers, most were entry-level Elite Trainers, though few were registered League Trainers. If they were, they wouldn't dare attack Ron under League regulations.

The only official League Trainer was Yasen, whom Ron had defeated in the tournament.

Some mid-level Elite Trainers were also among the group, drawn by the wealth Ron carried.

It was precisely because of the identities of his pursuers that Ron planned to eliminate them.

For those who dared attack a League Trainer, the punishment was harsh—practically equivalent to a death sentence. Ron was simply skipping a few steps.

Behind Machamp, several Trainers released their Pokémon to assist in the pursuit. Some even flew on Fearow and Pidgeot, attacking from above.

Blades of air flew toward Ron. With his guidance, Machamp skillfully dodged every strike, though Ron's position wasn't particularly dignified.

To avoid hindering Machamp's movement, Ron suggested that it hold him up with its two rear arms.

As long as he was safe, Ron didn't mind looking undignified.

However, now that he thought about it, the situation was worse than undignified—it made him a convenient meat shield.

Judging by where the air blades landed, Ron realized they would slice him in half before reaching Machamp.

He could already picture the grotesque scene of Machamp holding half of his body in each hand. The thought was too horrifying to dwell on.

Thankfully, the position didn't last long. Soon, Machamp spotted a dense patch of greenery ahead.

Reaching the forest, Machamp's speed increased as it occasionally used Shave to widen the gap.

The Trainers on Pidgeot and Fearow had no choice but to descend, as the dense canopy blocked their view.

Once inside the forest, Ron released Persian and Bellossom.

He had Persian hide nearby while Machamp and Bellossom followed him deeper into the woods.

A deadly hunt was about to begin.

Unfortunately for the so-called "hunters" behind him, they had unknowingly become the prey—and they were none the wiser.

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