Pokemon: Reborn Rich Alternate Earth

Chapter 894: Chapter 1111: Julian And Milotic

"There are only three minutes left until Champion Walker comes out. I'm really looking forward to it—this is the first time Champion Walker has appeared on the Contest stage!"

"Yeah, I wonder which Pokémon Champion Walker will send out for the performance. It wouldn't be the chubby Celebi, would it?"

An audience member covered their mouth and chuckled as they said that.

"I prefer Jirachi. So cute. With Jirachi's cuteness, it would definitely get a high score."

"If Champion Walker just sends out Aggron and does nothing, letting it stand still on stage—the sheer aura of a Totem Aggron alone would be enough, I'd definitely give it a perfect score."

"If that's the case, if he sends out the Twin Dragons, wouldn't that instantly sweep the whole venue?"

"The Twin Dragons would be a bit too much. I think Lucario would be great."

As 10 a.m. drew closer, the 200,000 spectators at the venue were all eagerly anticipating Julian's performance.

And it wasn't just them—viewers watching the live stream on their TVs and phones felt just as much anticipation, if not more.

Under everyone's expectant gaze, ten o'clock finally arrived.

The host didn't appear; only the five judges sat quietly to the side of the stage.

As the curtain slowly opened, the long-awaited figure finally appeared before them.

A tailored white suit accentuated his tall and upright figure and extraordinary temperament. His hairstyle was slightly disheveled, but paired with his cool yet slightly mischievous face, it looked perfectly coordinated.

His dark eyes seemed to hold countless stars within them. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly as his right index finger spun a Poké Ball effortlessly.

"Ahhh, I'm going to faint—I'm fainting!"

"Damn, how can he be this handsome? How am I supposed to look at anyone else now?"

"Wow, I think I'm about to be turned..."

"Perfect score, perfect score! Forget the performance—Champion Walker himself deserves a perfect score!"

In Julian's view, he had simply made an ordinary entrance. Yet, it seemed to have captivated the entire venue.

At the center of the stage, a white grand piano slowly rose.

As Julian flicked the Poké Ball from his fingertip—

Pop!

The Poké Ball opened.

And the next second, an ethereal voice echoed in everyone's ears.

"Milo~"

The sound was like the purest water, gently brushing over their souls. It felt as if their entire being had been cleansed.

Just moments ago, their hearts had been filled with excitement, thrill, and surging emotion at the sight of Julian. But after that single cry, all of it suddenly settled into calm.

It was as if they had entered a state of zen.

Looking back at Julian, still dazzling on stage—yet the overwhelming excitement from before had subsided into quiet admiration.

The audience at the venue had all been soothed by the enchanting voice of Milotic.

Though the sound couldn't directly influence viewers watching the live stream, their first reaction upon hearing it was that it was incredibly beautiful—the most beautiful sound they had ever heard in their lives, and likely one they would never hear again.

The live audience fell completely silent.

No one spoke.

Meanwhile, the livestream comments exploded across the screen.

> "Oh my god, it's a Milotic! I never heard that Champion Walker had caught a Milotic!"

> "In official matches, Champion Walker really hasn't used Milotic before."

> "Do you know how strong this Milotic is? I just checked the official Trainer website. According to Champion Walker's profile there, this Milotic is at the peak of Pseudo-Champion level, just one step away from becoming a Champion!"

> "Terrifying!"

> "Why does Champion Walker's Milotic look so exceptionally beautiful? I mean, other Milotic are certainly beautiful, but Champion Walker's gives me a very unique feeling."

> "I thought it was just me! So you feel it too?"

> "Yeah, me too. Does everyone feel the same way?"

> "Wow, could Champion Walker's Milotic be like the ultimate beauty among all Milotic? Speaking of which, is this Milotic female?"

Milotic were indeed beautiful, but their male-to-female ratio was evenly split—unlike Tsareena, which were entirely female.

While a male Milotic was also beautiful, in human perception, beauty was often subconsciously associated with women and femininity.

So if Julian's breathtakingly beautiful Milotic turned out to be male, some viewers would feel somewhat… conflicted.

It would be like seeing an incredibly beautiful, long-legged, fair-skinned woman—only for "her" to speak and reveal a deep male voice.

> "You men are so shallow! Does it really matter whether such a beautiful Milotic is male or female?"

> "I wonder which Pokémon will end up being lucky enough to be with this Milotic."

> "Champion Walker won't just keep it "in-house," right? Please don't do that. I propose a martial arts tournament for marriage!"

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While the livestream comments buzzed with discussion, the audience on-site was eerily silent, their eyes fixed on Julian and Milotic.

At this moment, Julian was walking step by step toward the white grand piano at the center of the stage, his pace steady and composed.

As he sat down, his long, fair fingers gently touched the black and white keys.

"Dong~"

A note resonated.

Thanks to the System's Daily Quests, the rewards Julian received over the years were incredibly diverse. He himself didn't even know how many skills he had mastered.

Even if unused, those skills were deeply imprinted in his mind, forming muscle memory.

Among them was Piano Mastery—the system had directly rewarded Julian with Master-level piano playing skills.

What did Master-level mean?

Simply put, throughout history, only a dozen or so individuals had ever reached that level. Those who did were revered in the world of music as grandmasters or even saints.

At present, only two Master-level pianists were still alive, and both were over a hundred years old. Ordinary people rarely had the chance to hear them perform.

Julian's fingers glided gracefully across the keys, as if dancing on ice. Each touch seemed to seek the very essence of music.

Like a poet's pen, light yet powerful, his fingers leapt across the keys. Every note was like an invisible spirit, flying into the hearts of all who listened.

"Milo~"

Accompanied by Julian's playing, Milotic's ethereal voice rang out once more, as if chanting a melody.

Water-type energy swirled around it, forming tiny droplets of mist. Under the stage lights, these droplets shimmered like diamonds, reflecting brilliant rays of light.

Its blue, fan-like tail swayed gently with the rhythm of the music, as graceful as the most elegant dancer.

At this moment, not only the audience at the venue, but even viewers in front of their TVs and phones had stopped what they were doing. The barrage of bullet comments suddenly vanished.

Everyone stared in stunned silence, their faces filled with awe and deep shock at the breathtaking scene before them.

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