The First Champion!
"A champion is born!"
"After six days of fierce competition, all the individual matches in the first-year student exchange competition have come to an end, and Veilstone has been completely defeated!"
"Bruce Bayne of Metropolis University defeated Bin Dragneel in the final match, claiming the ultimate victory and becoming the champion of the individual competition in this year's first-year student exchange!"
"Ladies and gentlemen, let's give Bruce a warm round of applause!" the commentator roared, his chest heaving with emotion.
In truth, the commentator didn't need to say anything more. When Gabite fell, the Kandor sports arena had already erupted. Thunderous applause and cheers engulfed Bruce from every direction.
The clapping of the cheerleaders, the crowd's ecstatic shouts, and the commentator's passionate voice rang in Bruce's ears.
The popularity of the live broadcast had peaked, flooding the screen with countless messages.
"Bruce is incredible! Metropolis University is amazing!""Proud to be an alum of ten years!"
Bruce truly is a legendary player in the First-Year Exchange Tournament, winning every match without a single loss!"
"Let's all share this championship moment together!"
At Metropolis University,
Exciting battle music blared through the campus radio as countless professors and students watching on the large screen beamed with pride for their university.
Nero stood up, stared at Bruce on the screen, and murmured, "I have a roommate who's a champion now..."
"Not bad, not bad at all."
At Kunlun University,
"Champion! Champion!"
Lucia, who had become Bruce's honorary little sister, cheered excitedly. Meanwhile, Alice quietly took out her phone and tapped on the screen.
"Congratulations, you are the champion of the first-year student exchange competition," she wrote.
In Fairbay City,
Emma held her phone, snapping pictures of the screen as she murmured to herself, "This is Bruce's first championship."
"If he competes in the University League next year, let's go watch him," William said, smiling from the side.
He looked at Bruce on the screen, his eyes filled with nostalgia for his own youthful vigor.
Yet, he had never become a champion.
Ninety-nine out of a hundred people in this world never achieve championship status.
Compared to the first-year exchange competition, the University League is far more brutal and intense while receiving even greater attention.
The University League is already considered a medium-to-large-scale competition, with all participants being ace trainers.
"Since Bruce won the championship, let's prepare a presentation for him," Emma suddenly suggested.
William smiled faintly and replied, "I was just thinking the same thing."
Southwestern Border,
"He won the championship," a middle-aged man behind John Bayne remarked.
"I see," John Bayne nodded slightly, his expression calm.
The middle-aged man behind him nodded and silently left.
John Bayne gazed at the rolling mountains under the night sky and murmured softly, "When he becomes an ace trainer, I'll bring him here to take a look.
"This is the best place for training."
Kandor City Competitive Sports Arena,
Under the massive spotlight illuminating the field, Bin looked up and confirmed that the focus was not on him.
He retrieved Gabite into its Poke Ball.
Afterward, Bin raised his eyes to Bruce, surrounded by cheers and applause, a faint smile on his lips.
Bruce returned Metang to its Poke Ball and also glanced up, locking eyes with Bin from afar.
Amid the thunderous applause, the two walked toward the center of the field, captured by numerous cameras.
"I still lost to you..."
"Even though I had already anticipated this outcome, I'm still not fully resigned," Bin said slowly, a bright smile on his face.
Bruce chuckled and replied, "It's nothing—just work hard when you get back."
Bin hummed lightly, then looked at Bruce. His eyes burned like the sun as he grinned.
"When everyone evolves to their final forms, let's fight again."
"No problem," Bruce responded without hesitation.
The two smiled at each other, extending their hands and clasping their right palms together.
In that moment, the sound of a camera shutter clicked, freezing the image of their handshake.
"Alright, I'm heading off," Bin said, turning and walking toward the exit corridor.
Bruce was slightly surprised and unconsciously said, "But there's still an award ceremony later."
Bin didn't turn back. He simply waved a hand, his voice echoing in the air.
"If you're not the champion, what's the point of receiving an award?"
Bruce watched Bin walk into the shadows beyond the reach of the spotlight.
The award ceremony soon began. Bruce stood in the center, with Azalea and Kristin flanking him on either side. Bin, citing Gabite's severe injuries, was absent.
The championship trophy bore an engraved line:
First-Year Student Exchange Individual Competition Champion: Bruce.
The other two, as semifinalists, each received a gold medal.
In this competition, only the champion was decided; the second and third places were left undefined, with only the top four being acknowledged
After the awards ceremony ended, the audience began to file out in an orderly fashion under the direction of the staff. The three Bruce's were still standing on the battlefield, accepting interviews from the mainstream media.
The reporter from "Alliance Daily" was the first to ask a question, "Congratulations to the three of you on your excellent results in the rookie exchange competition. First of all, let me ask player Bruce Bayne, how does he feel about becoming the champion?"
Bruce thought for a moment and then replied, "I'm very happy."
The reporter was surprised for a moment, and after seeing that Bruce had nothing to say, he asked again, "So how do you evaluate your performance in this freshman exchange competition?"
Bruce thought for a moment and answered immediately, "There's a fly in the ointment, there are still a lot of flaws in the details.
"So how do you rate the players you've fought against?" the reporter asked with a somewhat biting question.
Bruce narrowed his eyes slightly and replied with a smile, "They are all powerful opponents and all played quite well.
All the contestants following the news were embarrassed and speechless when they heard Bruce's answer.
The interview ended quickly and most of the media asked some more official questions, which were evasive to all three.
Of course, this is also due to the limited influence of the Freshman Exchange Contest, and many reporters also came here for a formality.
Seriously speaking, if it were not for the enthusiasm of this freshman exchange competition that far surpasses the previous ones, many media would not have come.
Before leaving the venue,
"I'll practice hard," Kristin said earnestly and looked at Bruce.
"Hopefully next time we can help Blaziken regain his full strength," she continued.
Bruce never hurt the others, so he smiled slightly and replied, "Blaziken will look forward to your progress with Lucario.
Afterwards, Bruce and Azalea said goodbye to Kristin and boarded the Metropolis University bus.
Tonight they will stay at the hotel. Tomorrow is the finals of the team battle. Metropolis University will play against Kandor University. Everyone will stay and watch.
"Today you are completely free. You can have as much fun as you want and remember to come and watch the game tomorrow," Master Rodriguez said loudly as he waved his hand.
"How does it feel to be a champion?" suddenly asked Bin, sitting next to Bruce.
Bruce thought carefully, weighed his words and slowly replied, "It feels pretty strange."
He narrowed his eyes slightly, as if remembering the moment he became a champion, his voice was neither high nor low, and his tone was just right.
"Standing on the field, enjoying the admiring glances of countless spectators, you stepped onto the podium to cheers and applause, and received the championship trophy."
"At that moment you feel as if you could trample the whole world under your feet."
Bin listened quietly, his eyes grew brighter, a smile appeared on his face and he said, "It's a pity I missed the championship."
Bruce shook his head and said, "In life, there is more than one champion."
Bin nodded heavily, then turned his head to look at Bruce, smiled and said loudly, "After Gabite breaks through to the Ace level, I will go back home and take him to enter the Dragon Course to practice."
"Next year, I'll try to participate in the college student league!"
"At that time, we'll have a showdown!"
Bruce didn't discourage Bin's enthusiasm, but said with a smile, "I hope to see you in the final stage of the college student league.
"That's natural!" Bin burst out laughing.
The bus returned to the hotel smoothly and all the players began to rest.
The night is deep,
However, the heated discussion about Bruce at this year's freshman exchange competition is just beginning.
A post titled "Bruce is not a Battle Department student at all" was quick to trend in searches after many netizens gave it likes.
The content of the publication is: Thank you for the invitation. I am a sophomore in the Research Department at Metropolis University. Just when I was happy that Bruce became the champion of the freshman exchange competition, I suddenly discovered a non-serious problem.
In reports about Bruce on the Internet, it is assumed that he is a student in the combat department, but students at this school know that Bruce is obviously a student in the research department.
Bruce spoke once on behalf of the freshmen at the beginning of the semester. At that time we knew he was a research student, and it even sparked a discussion in Overheat.
So please no longer think of Bruce as a combat student, he is from our lab.
And in the comments area of this post, countless netizens talked about it.
"? The champion of the freshman exchange competition is actually a student in the research department. do you want to be that outrageous?"
"I'm from Kunlun University, which is next door. We all know that Bruce is a freshman in the research department. I thought everyone knew..."
"In other words, a freshman in the research department will rub against all combat departments, right?"
"Not only was it rubbing, but it was also stomped hard, and then stomped hard."
"Excellent, my research department!".