Pokémon: Join Team Rocket at the Beginning

In the lounge, Yang Ming received the rules and agreements of the underground arena from a staff member.

"Really? Attacking trainers is allowed, killing opponent Pokémon is allowed in battle, using weapons is allowed, and any injuries or deaths in the arena are voluntary by the contestants, and the arena is not responsible..." Looking at these so-called "rules", a smile flashed in Yang Ming's eyes.

All participants will sign an agreement before the competition. During the competition, any injuries must be borne by the participants themselves, whether they are trainers or Pokémon.

The reason why Yang Ming chose to come to the underground arena is because his Raida's personality has been a bit unstable recently, and he often shows strong aggressiveness towards other people's Pokémon. If he fights with an ordinary trainer, he will inevitably cause harm to the opponent's Pokémon.

In comparison, the rules of this underground arena are more suitable for him. After all, the rules allow it, so he doesn't care even if he kills or maims a few "bitches".

In addition, the income from challenging the arena is good. As long as the contestant wins one game, he or she will receive a bonus of twice the appearance fee. If he or she wins another game, the bonus will double again. If he or she can win to the end and defeat the previous champion, the bonus will reach an unimaginable number.

Before the game started, Yang Ming took a look at the players in the lounge and found that most of the contestants here were brave and aggressive. Some of them were preparing something secretly, and they didn't look like good people.

"Boy, that mask of yours is so annoying. I'm going to take off your mask myself and stuff it into your shithole, hehehehehehe!"

A muscular man with a scar on his face challenged Yang Ming, and even raised his middle finger at him after he was done.

There was laughter in the lounge. Obviously, these people didn't like this new face wearing a mask.

Yang Ming turned a deaf ear to the ridicule of these people and just treated them as a group of mad dogs.

"Dear friends, welcome to watch today's battle in the Black Street Arena. I am your host, Gan Gou!" Inside the arena, a man dressed as a host shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Today's competition is absolutely exciting, and there is an important belt match as the finale! We are fortunate to have invited several strong challengers, and they will have a fierce showdown here! Of course, there is also our defending champion. Can he keep his throne? Let us wait and see!"

"Now, the game begins!"

"Good!" "Kill!" "What a sweet smell of blood!" "Hehe, I want to see a river of blood!"

The contestants on the field fought fiercely, and the audience in the stands also cheered excitedly. Yang Ming listened to the noisy shouting and felt irritated.

Many of these audiences were celebrities from Manjin City and even the Johto area. Although many of them were wearing masks, as the nominal executive of the Buri Group, Yang Ming was able to recognize their voices at once.

"Hey, maybe in their eyes, life is nothing more than an entertainment." Yang Ming sneered in his heart and placed a bet for himself. This arena not only has a gambling segment for spectators, but also allows contestants to place bets.

Finally, the first fight ended, and the contestant at a disadvantage used a poison needle to sneak attack the opponent's trainer, resulting in the death of the opponent.

"The winner is, contestant Damo!" The host actually raised the hand of the contestant who poisoned the food and declared him the winner.

"Damo!" "Damo!" "Damo!" "Damo, you are the best!" "Damo, great!"

Not only the host, but even the audience started cheering for the contestant named Damo.

"It seems that even if the Pokémon wins the competition here, it's useless. If people die, they will lose everything." Yang Ming was secretly alert.

After several more battles, it was finally Yang Ming's turn to take the stage.

"Okay, now let's invite our last group of contestants to the stage. They are the familiar faces of the arena - Watanabe, and the first time participant - Cave Rat King!"

"Cave Rat King" is the nickname Yang Ming gave himself, because he had heard of this name in a novel he had read in his previous life, and he filled it in on a whim.

The man named Watanabe was obviously a frequent visitor to the arena. The audience cheered as soon as he entered the arena.

"Watanabe, blow up his sack!" "I just don't like this masked man, Watanabe, blow up his ass!" "Hehe, I want to see a river of blood!"

"You heard it, right? Even the audience asked me to burst your sack," Watanabe laughed unscrupulously, "Boy, you are unlucky to meet me."

"So you'd better accept your fate and go, Beedrill!"

This is a giant hornet with many scars, as if it had experienced a lot of battles in the arena. There are tiny stingers tied to its double needles, which seem to be poisoned.

"It's just a little trick that's not worthy of being shown in public," Yang Ming sneered in his heart, "Lada, play with it."

"Hey, Beedrill uses double needles!"

Beedrill raised its two needles and stabbed fiercely, but its target was not Rattata - its target from the beginning was the trainer.

"Haha, here it comes, Watanabe's famous trick - making a feint to the east and attacking in the west!"

"That masked kid is dead!"

However, the cheers of the audience soon froze, as the two needles of the Beedrill broke before they even touched Yang Ming's body - it was Rada, which arrived at the target at an extremely fast speed and bit off the two needles of the Beedrill.

Watanabe looked at Yang Ming's Raida in disbelief, and his body unconsciously stepped back. He had killed many people and Pokémon in the arena, but the Raida in front of him still frightened him.

"Beedrill, use Missile Needle!" In a hurry, Watanabe could only let Beedrill use its strongest killer move.

However, before the Beedrill could make a move, its head had already rolled to the ground - how could Rada allow something that threatened the life of its "big brother" to survive, so it directly bit off its head.

"Damn it!" Watanabe knew that the only way for him to win now was to kill the opponent's trainer. He quickly shot out the poison needle hidden in his sleeve, trying to kill Yang Ming.

However, Yang Ming took these two poison needles directly with his bare hands.

Watanabe was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground. He didn't even see Yang Ming's movements from beginning to end.

"Why, aren't you going to burst my sack?" Yang Ming said with a smile. His laughter sounded like the whisper of death to Watanabe's ears, making him incontinent.

"Forget it, since you are such a loser, I will blow up your scrotum." Yang Ming flicked his finger and shot out the poison needle in his hand. A heart-wrenching scream was heard, and Watanabe's lower body was shot by the poison needle and began to fester.

"Spare my life..."

Watanabe's body twitched wildly, his eyeballs bulged, and he soon died. Apparently, he had put a strong poison in the needle, and he reaped the consequences.

After a brief silence, the host finally announced Yang Ming's victory.

"I declare that the winner is the Cave Rat King!"

At the host's announcement, thunderous cheers broke out from the stands.

"The Cave Heaven Rat King is awesome!" "The Cave Heaven Rat King is the best!" "Rat King!" "Rat King!" "Rat King!" "Rat King!"

"These bitches are really hopeless." Yang Ming complained in his heart as he looked at the crowd cheering for him.