After the host congratulated Wutong, Youqi walked up to Wutong and took the initiative to extend her hand.

"Sure enough, the champion is the champion. My strongest tactics were destroyed horribly." Youqi said.

"Thank you for the compliment. You are already very proficient in your baton tactics. I was able to crack it so easily just relying on the gap in physical strength. If your Pokémon were trained to be stronger, it would be difficult for me to win." Wutong said modestly.

After all, Wutong could see that Youqi was considered a half-new trainer, and sometimes the gap in hard power was difficult to make up for with technology.

"Well, I will work harder to train my Pokémon and look forward to the next battle with you." Youqi said.

"Me too, see you later." Wutong replied.

After saying that, Youqi left, and in order not to delay the next game, Wutong also left the venue as quickly as possible.

Back in the waiting room, Wutong saw Xiao Ming sitting there as if thinking about something.

In the first round of the decisive tournament, the 16-to-8 match will be divided into two days.

There are four games a day, and Xiao Ming, who is the breakout player of Group E, should be playing the first game in the afternoon. Why is he in the waiting room now?

"Xiao Ming, why are you here by yourself?" Wutong walked over and asked.

"Hey, boss. Congratulations. It's a beautiful victory. I just want to feel the atmosphere of the game in advance, so I come here to stay for a while." Obviously Xiao Ming came here after watching Wutong's game.

"What's wrong? Are you stressed?" Wutong asked casually, sitting opposite Xiao Ming.

"Pressure? Maybe, after all, according to you, the guy named Kenta is also a very strong trainer, but I should be more excited than pressure, right? I won't lose this time." Xiao Ming revealed said with a smile.

Seeing Xiao Ming's smile, Wutong felt relieved. It seemed that it was not just Xiao Mao who put pressure on Xiao Zhi.

I also put a lot of pressure on these brothers, but it’s okay, only with pressure can you be motivated.

"Then you have to defeat Kenta first." Wutong said.

"Don't worry, I'm Xiao Ming, the Beastmaster!" Xiao Ming responded.

"Well, that's good. Let's go and find Shinji and Xiaomao to continue watching the game." Wutong said.

"No, I want to stay here for a while." Xiao Ming shook his head and refused.

Wutong didn't say anything more, said hello to Xiao Ming and left.

The second match in the morning was between Shingo and another unknown trainer. There was not much difference in strength between the two sides, but Shingo relied on his information advantage to win.

But judging from Shingo's current performance, there should be no chance of defeating him.

After all the games in the morning were over, the three of Wutong went to have lunch together, but Xiao Ming still didn't show up.

The three Wutongs also tacitly did not go to Xiao Ming. After all, the next battle was Xiao Ming's own battle. All they have to do is cheer Xiao Ming on during the game.

When Xiao Ming's game was about to start in the afternoon, the Wutong trio also returned to Baiyin Stadium.

However, this time the three of them did not choose to sit in the audience, but came to the seats behind Xiao Ming as a group of relatives and friends.

Seeing the appearance of Wutong and the others, Xiao Ming was startled for a moment, then smiled and took out the whip that had been with him for a long time. Today, he would let the guy opposite him know what Xiao Ming is, the Beastmaster.

Wutong also took out a bunch of things for cheering from his bag, including colored balls, horns, spoons, cheering sticks, and even an LED light sign that said Xiao Ming must win. Who knows when Wutong prepared this these things.

"Come on, let's choose." Wutong said.

Xiaomao and Shinji were both stunned. You kid is acting awkward, right?

Xiao Mao wanted to refuse, but then he saw a hand reaching out from the side and taking away a support stick.

Um! ? What's going on, you're going to get sick with him? Xiaomao looked at Shinji in disbelief.

"I'm just cheering for my friends, Xiao Ming! If you can't win, just swim back by yourself!" Shinji responded to Xiao Mao's look and shouted to Xiao Ming.

"Yeah, I'm just cheering for my friends. Xiao Ming! If you lose again, you will be the first to be eliminated again!" Xiao Mao also picked up a cheering stick and shouted to Xiao Ming.

"Tsk, there are obviously so many useful things. Come on, Xiao Ming! If you lose, I will remove you from the tea party!" Wutong decisively raised the LED light sign that said Xiao Ming must win and shouted loudly.

Xiao Ming, who was originally full of energy, immediately felt a little depressed after hearing the "support" from his good brothers behind him.

Did these bastards come here to cheer him up or to make him angry? What does it mean to swim back if you lose? Can't he just leave?

No, he can't lose. He must not be the first to be eliminated this time! Also, what does it mean to be removed from the tea party? What kind of organization has their night tea party become? ?

Xiao Ming complained crazily in his heart, but he couldn't help laughing immediately. Although it was annoying, this was them. No matter what, they must not lose this game!

Just when Xiao Ming regained his fighting spirit, the sound of cheering came from behind Kenta. A man and a woman danced a very awkward dance with a bouquet to cheer Kenta.

These two people are Kenta's friends since childhood, Marina and Junichi.

Seeing Kenta's blushing face and eager to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, Xiao Ming felt relieved. It was obvious that the other party was playing more awkwardly.

Xiao Ming's eyes looking at Kenta also changed from full of hostility to a little sympathy.

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