Pokémon: What should I do? My father-in-law always wants to tear me apart

"Is this...like this?"

Ji Zechen's lips trembled slightly as he squeezed out these few words with difficulty, his voice revealing endless dejection and loneliness.

Slowly, his hands dropped weakly, as if he had given up all his desire to resist, and silently recalled the Pokémon that had lost its ability to fight.

The eyes that once sparkled with fighting spirit now looked like a burnt-out candle, leaving only a grey and dead silence. The whole person was like an eggplant hit by frost, with his head drooped, and he said no more.

"Both of Ji Zechen's Pokémon have lost their ability to fight. According to the competition rules, Ji Zechen is eliminated!"

The referee's loud and unquestionable decision resounded over the stadium, as if putting an end to this fierce confrontation.

In an instant, the atmosphere at the scene became as heavy as if it were real, and everyone's eyes were focused on Ji Zechen.

Immediately, several staff members in uniform came quickly and prepared to take him away from the stadium in an orderly manner.

Ji Zechen's feet felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead. He took one step at a time, feeling unwilling but helpless.

"At least... at least he consumed a lot of energy after using the Z-Move, and both the Sweet Cold Queen and the Iron-faced Ninja fell into abnormal states, which caused him a lot of trouble."

He silently comforted himself in his heart, trying to find a bit of solace from this tragic defeat, but the bitterness and powerlessness in his words could not even deceive himself.

"Sweet cold beauty queen, aromatherapy."

Yu Sheng's clear command voice broke the brief silence, like an order that instantly activated the sweet and cold queen.

I saw it gracefully lift its slender and strong legs, step on the ground with its hooves with a little force, and sink its whole body slightly.

The next moment, a rich and charming fragrance, like flowers blooming in spring, rose up and drifted away.

The fragrant and rich breath is like a lively elf, and wherever it goes, the magical healing power is quietly released.

In the blink of an eye, the burn marks on Queen Tianlengmei's body faded and disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her skin became smooth again.

The Iron-masked Ninja's originally paralyzed and stiff limbs gradually regained their flexibility, and his eyes glowed again.

Witnessing this scene, Ji Zechen's pupils shrank sharply, his eyes were full of shock and disbelief, and there was also a strong unwillingness that almost devoured his soul.

The backstabbing that he had painstakingly planned and the "results" that he had achieved with all his efforts were resolved by Yu Sheng with just a casual stroke!

He bit his lower lip hard until the taste of blood spread on the tip of his tongue, but it still couldn't relieve the frustration in his heart.

In the end, under the polite but firm guidance of the staff, he looked back every few steps, and was slowly led out of the stadium with reluctance and humiliation, disappearing into the passage behind the scenes, and his figure gradually disappeared.

Yu Sheng stood tall and straight, like a cold mountain, not caring at all about those people who left in disgrace.

He folded his hands across his chest, slightly raised his head, looked into the distance, and his thoughts drifted away. He had a carefully planned chess game.

The original plan was to keep calm and wait for a while, until the time was right and the layout was more stable, and then completely break off relations with these ten people and engage in battle.

At that time, every move and every counterattack could accurately grasp the opponent's weak spot and keep the situation firmly under control.

"Pity……"

Yu Sheng opened his thin lips and slowly let out a sigh, his tone full of regret and unwillingness.

"I had hoped that they could be a good knife and fight hard with those seeded players.

After all, there are ten of them. Although their strengths vary, a large number of ants can still kill an elephant. Once the human wave tactics are deployed, the battle situation will be turned upside down. At least some of the hidden cards of the seeded players can be forced out. "

After saying that, he narrowed his eyes slightly, as if sketching out the scenes of fierce battles that had never happened in his mind, imagining the embarrassing looks of the seeded players who were forced into a desperate situation and had to use their trump cards.

After a moment, Yu Sheng slowly withdrew his thoughts and looked up at the huge electronic screen hanging high in the air. The screen was flickering with fluorescent light, reflecting in his deep eyes.

"Are there eleven left?"

He murmured softly, as if he was asking someone else, or as if he was talking to himself in deep thought.

As for the remaining eleven people, none of them should be underestimated. I believe that undercurrents are surging in the dark of the arena, and there are many unknown variables and crises hidden.

After a brief pause, a hint of alertness flashed in Yu Sheng's eyes. He turned around decisively and whispered an order to the Pokémon standing by:

"Let's get out of here first."

His tone left no room for doubt, revealing the decisiveness of a veteran.

"The Z move caused quite a stir, which was like lighting a bright light in the dark of this dangerous arena. If it attracts those seeded players who are waiting for an opportunity to take advantage of the situation, it will be a big trouble.

The best strategy for now is to preserve your strength and keep a low profile. You must not put yourself in danger just because of the limelight."

After saying that, he moved and walked quickly towards a hidden path at the edge of the stadium, and the Pokémon quickly followed.

But before he took two steps, he stopped and sighed heavily: "I didn't expect it to come so soon."

"Where are your companions?"

Suddenly, a clear but somewhat unruly male voice came quietly from behind like a ghost.

Yu Sheng's back stiffened, and he turned around abruptly. His eyes were as sharp as a blade, piercing straight at the person who spoke.

I didn't know when Xingzhu appeared behind him like a ghost, silently.

At this moment, his thin lips were slightly curled, with a playful smile on his face. His eyes were curved into crescents, and he looked at Yu Sheng with interest, like a cunning fox who knew everything and was staring at his prey.

"Using Gengar's Subconscious Attack to move from another dimension, so as to achieve the effect of teleportation?"

Yu Sheng's eyes were fixed on the Gengar next to Xing Zhu, who was surrounded by a faint light and had a ghostly aura, and his heart couldn't help but tremble.

This move is definitely not something that ordinary people dare to try. Traveling through different dimensions is like a blind person entering a chaotic maze. Time and space are distorted, and gravity is disordered. If there is even a slight mistake, the trainer and the Pokémon will fall into endless darkness, lose their way, and never return.

But Xingzhu handled it so skillfully, without any panic or hesitation.

Yu Sheng's eyes flashed rapidly, full of suspicion. Could it be that as the rumors circulating in the arena said, Xing Zhu was the adopted grandson of the famous and unpredictable ghost king, Grandma Jiang Zi?

"As you can see, they're all eliminated."

Yusheng raised his chin slightly, his expression calm, and met Xingzhu's inquiring eyes frankly. His tone was so steady that there was no trace of emotion, as if he was narrating a trivial matter.

"Is that so? Then can we settle the accounts?"

Xingzhu tilted his head and crossed his arms across his chest. His originally playful expression instantly turned cold, and a subtle arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, revealing an unquestionable determination.

"Settling the accounts?" Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he repeated it subconsciously.

"Yeah, let's settle the accounts."

Xingzhu spoke each word with certainty and confidence, then turned to look at the front row of the audience, his gaze seeming to be able to penetrate layers of the crowd.

Although they were far away and her view was blocked by the crowd, so he couldn't see her specific face clearly, but Xingzhu was certain that the girl with a ponytail, whose heart and eyes were full of him, must be there, looking eagerly at the stadium.