Pokémon: Thunder Shatters the Darkness

Yang Xiao sat cross-legged in the lounge, closing his eyes to rest.

In front of him.

Apprentice Xiong was raising his legs high to warm himself up while silently watching the video playing on the phone in front of him.

These are all scenes of Zheng Xi’s previous battles.

After staring at the screen for a long time, the bear apprentice turned to look at his trainer and said, "Huhu?"

"I won't watch it."

Yang Xiao did not open his eyes, but continued: "Nothing to worry about."

Hear this.

Apprentice Xiong was startled for a moment, then became serious.

Pausing the video, it slowly walked up to Yang Xiao, put its hands on its waist and looked up at its trainer.

"Ok?"

Feeling the gaze, Yang Xiao opened his eyes slightly in confusion.

I saw the bear disciple said righteously: "Huha!"

Yang Xiao was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud.

"Yes, yes, even a lion will use all its strength to fight a rabbit."

He touched the bear apprentice's head and said with a smile:

"But it's not because I'm proud or careless, it's because I watched all of Zheng Xi's battle clips last night."

"I can't say that his strength is very bad. I can only say that he is at the same level as Chen Yuan. If I hadn't appeared, Zheng Xi should have a greater chance of winning the championship with his attribute restraint."

“But I’ve shown up, and so have you.”

Yang Xiao spread his hands helplessly: "In front of you now, it really has no chance of winning."

Ok……

Apprentice Xiong pondered for a while, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

hum.

That bird feeds.

at this time.

It suddenly turned its head and looked towards the gate where the game would take place.

Yang Xiao looked at it in surprise: "What's wrong?"

Apprentice Bear hesitated a little.

Is it an illusion?

It seemed to hear someone roaring angrily.

Looking at Yang Xiao again, Apprentice Xiong said in confusion: "Huha."

"Oh?"

Yang Xiao touched his chin.

There is still some time before the official start of the game, so it is impossible to let spectators in. At present, even if there are people on the fighting ground behind the door, they are only staff members.

Did they have a quarrel?

Or……

Yang Xiao looked towards the door thoughtfully and raised his eyelids.

He had heard from Director Wang that Zheng Xi arrived earlier than him today.

Forget it, love whoever you want, it has nothing to do with me.

"Would you like to rest for a while?"

This……

Apprentice Bear hesitated for a few seconds, but finally shook his head.

It's not tired yet.

"Ok."

Yang Xiao curled his lips, took the backpack beside him, reached into it, took out a bag and opened it.

After a few seconds.

The fragrance quickly spread throughout the lounge.

Ok?

Apprentice Xiong stopped his actions instantly, turned his head and stared at Yang Xiao, then slowly moved towards the plastic bag in the latter's hand.

“Sandwich deluxe with extra fillings.”

Yang Xiao continued slowly: "It contains grilled bacon, squid tentacles and other great ingredients. It is very sincere and there are five servings in total."

Apprentice Bear’s eyes suddenly widened.

Under its gaze, Yang Xiao smiled slightly and continued:

"It's all yours."

puff.

Apprentice Xiong knelt on the ground with tears in his eyes.

I’m hungry. I want to eat.

Yang Xiao laughed loudly and rubbed his bear disciple's head happily.

You are not hungry, you are greedy.

He held his bear apprentice on his lap and handed it the sandwich, putting a bag underneath it to catch the scattered crumbs.

Looking at the bear apprentice chewing a sandwich in front of him

Yang Xiao stroked its soft fur, his eyes becoming more gentle.

...

The battle area outside the door.

The fat and thin commentator duo were adjusting the live broadcast equipment on the commentary table with a smile on their faces.

The two chatted intermittently while debugging.

The thin man put the device in his hand aside, looked at his old partner, and asked with interest:

"Who do you think will win today?"

"Is this question even necessary?"

The fat man tapped on the keyboard, adjusted the data, and said casually: "It must be Yang Xiao."

"How to say."

"What do you mean? No need to say!"

Hear the words.

The fat man looked at the thin man in surprise and said with a smile: "You don't think Zheng Xi has a chance of winning?"

“…I think so.”

The thin man pondered for a moment: "It's impossible that there is no probability at all."

"Haha."

The fat man stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers:

"Before the rematch, the winning rate between Yang Xiao and Zheng Xi might be 73-. At that time, Zheng Xi had a chance of winning."

"But after I commented on Yang Xiao's two games after the rematch, I can tell you responsibly that there is no possibility at all."

"Yang Xiao's bear disciple is a fine iron-grade warrior with a sandalwood-grade shell, and his strength is not just that of an ordinary fine iron-grade warrior... Isn't that exaggerated?"

"exaggerate."

The thin man nodded: "It's really exaggerated, I can't understand it, he doesn't have any background, this..."

"Haha, who knows? Anyway, I am now like a roc about to spread its wings."

After testing the sound into the microphone and getting everything ready, the fat man sat on the chair and said leisurely:

"However, you are not the only one who can't figure it out. I guess there are others who can't figure it out either..."

The words were not finished.

Suddenly, some vague sounds came from the room to the left of the commentary booth.

The fat man stretched out his hand to stop the thin man who was about to speak, and motioned him to listen carefully.

"……childhood!"

“…Not trash!”

The thin man looked at the fat man and whispered, "This is..."

"Shhh."

The fat man smiled and said, "Keep your voice down."

The thin man quickly covered his mouth, afraid of missing any details.

It was not until a few minutes later that the vague sound gradually disappeared.

The fat and thin combination: you look at me and I look at you.

No one spoke, everyone just did what they were supposed to do.

...

The lobby of the Sixth Arena.

Looking at the gradually increasing crowd in front of her, Tao Wanwan said in surprise: "Didn't they say that few people are willing to go out now? Why are there still so many people?"

"It's true that few people want to go out."

After taking the tickets, Zhang Da distributed them to the people in front of him:

"Before, I couldn't buy so many tickets. I had to spend a lot of money to find scalpers."

"Good job."

Jiang Youyi was wearing a mask and a small hat on her head: "I'll transfer the money to you later?"

"what?"

Zhang Da's eyes were a little evasive, and he scratched his head: "No need, this little money..."

Pei Zhilang pushed his glasses on his nose.

You are pretending, right? You are almost pouting, Mr. Zhang.

Besides, didn’t you see that the kid named Lin was looking at you?

Move your gaze to the right.

Lin Cong looked at Zhang Da expressionlessly, and suddenly said:

"You still have to pay. We don't need that much. I'll pay for it."

When he said "we", he deliberately emphasized the word.

"what?"

Looking at him, Zhang Da curled his lips and said, "Thank you, but I didn't buy your ticket."

"you……"

Lin Cong's brows twitched twice.

Zhang Da raised his eyebrows and looked at him provocatively.

"Humph."

Standing up, Lin Cong glanced at him angrily: "You and Yang Xiao are birds of a feather."

Done.

He flicked his sleeves and walked obediently to the end of the queue that was gradually getting longer.

They lined up obediently with an expression as if their parents had died.