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Chapter 865 Conversation

Because there were only two games in the morning, after the game ended, the audience all played 6 times. Xiaoyao was not in a hurry to go out and squeeze with them. He just sat in the stands and quietly recalled the battle between the Oil Girl Shan. With the end of today's battle, the opponent of Xiaoyao's semi-finals tomorrow has been finalized. It was Oil Girl Shan. Xiaoyao couldn't help but start analyzing the characteristics of each Pokémon of Oil Girl Shan today, thinking about ways to deal with it in his mind.

Suddenly, Xiaoyao felt a danger, opened his eyes, and saw an angry look in Yang Zuo's eyes flashing, and waved his fists and rushed towards Xiaoyao. Xiaoyao was slightly stunned, and saw that Yue Itachi had blocked Xiaoyao's face, grabbed Yang Zuo's hand without any pressure, frowned, and said with a warning in his voice: "Ari, what are you doing? Calm down quickly!" As he said that, he put down Yang Zuo's hand, and a look of worry flashed through his eyes.

Yang Zuo's sunny smile disappeared without a trace, his eyes flashed with anger and looked at Xiaoyao, saying loudly: "Why are you teasing me? Is it fun to tease me like this? What kind of hatred do you have with you, what kind of hatred do you have? Why do you bring me face to the face in front of so many audiences? Why? Three to zero and one to zero are both victories. How to treat Shiratoshi Concubine, why do you treat me like this and make me lose so ugly?" The voice became louder and louder, and finally, I couldn't bear it, so I swung my fist and rushed towards Xiaoyao.

Yang Zuo's voice was very loud, and many people's eyes were seen. Many people saw Yang Zuo's almost crazy look. A trace of disdain flashed in their eyes. Some people's eyes flashed with a look of watching the show. Many people even took out the photo set and started shooting. But Yang Zuo seemed to have not seen these. A crazy look flashed in his eyes, and rushed towards Xiaoyao directly. Yue Itachi grabbed his fist, hugged it in his arms, and scolded in a low voice: "Ari, calm down, many people are watching!"

Ari still retained a little rationality, glanced at the people around him, pointed to the direction of the passage, and shouted loudly: "Stop, what are you patting? If you have anything to pat, get out of here!"

Xiaoyao stood up and looked at Ari who seemed like a crazy little lion. He narrowed his eyes and said lightly: "Don't embarrass you here, follow me!" As he said that, he stood up and walked towards the lounge. When Yue Itachi heard the first half of Xiaoyao's words, his eyes were slightly dark. Because of the two of them, they suffered a lot when they were young, so the etiquette of the nobles was indeed very lacking, but it was still a little uncomfortable to be spoken mercilessly by Xiaoyao. However, when he heard Xiaoyao's second sentence, he couldn't help but raise his eyes and looked at Xiaoyao. When he saw the direction of Xiaoyao's advance, a faint smile flashed in his eyes. Looking at Yang Zuo, he shook his head gently, and pulled Yang Zuo to follow Xiaoyao's steps.

A staff member saw Xiaoyao and stopped Xiaoyao and said, "Sorry, we have rested here. Your game is tomorrow morning. Please come back tomorrow morning!"

Xiaoyao glanced at the staff and said lightly: "I have some things that take up a while and sit down, and there will be no major moves!"

A trace of entanglement flashed in the staff's eyes. When someone didn't know what to do, suddenly someone patted his shoulder. When he turned around, he saw a girl with a sweet smile on his face and smiled at him, "Okay, the contestants need to use the lounge. It's natural for them to go in. Let's go to have dinner together!" As he said, he pulled the man and walked towards the exit. A look of worry flashed in the staff's eyes and said, "But..." The girl said something in the staff's ear. The staff immediately calmed down and walked out with the woman. When he went out, he had a happy smile on his face.

Xiaoyao glanced at Yang Zuo, who had a cold face and turned his head away, squinted his eyes, ignored him, but released his own Meow Meow, Big Wolf Dog, Double Ejection Gas, Overlord Flower and Moon Ibrahimovic, and began to heal them. Xiaoyao took out a spray and a gauze from his pocket, first came to Meow Meow's side, touched Meow Meow's head, and then sprayed the spray on Meow Meow's wound. He could only wipe the wound with a cotton cloth, and sprayed it a little more.

Yang Zuo quietly watched Xiaoyao treat Pokémon's wounds, and a complex look flashed in his eyes. After Xiaoyao finished treating all Pokémon, he turned his eyes to Yang Zuo and said lightly: "I haven't gone to the Pokémon Center yet!" Seeing Yang Zuo's figure slightly paused, Xiaoyao stood up, looked back at Yang Zuo, and said lightly: "Take out the Pokémon, I'll help you treat your Pokémon!" As he said that, he pointed to the mark on his shoulders, and said lightly: "I am a third-level pharmacist!"

A trace of entangled expression flashed in Yang Zuo's eyes, and he snorted reluctantly. Yue Itachi touched Yang Zuo, and Yang Zuo reluctantly took out six elf balls and handed them to Xiaoyao. Xiaoyao looked at the six elf balls that were old but very cleanly wiped, sighed and released the six Pokémons. The wounds of the six Pokémons had not been treated at all, and there was a faint purple light flashing on the Sun Rock and the Sun Flower Monster.

Xiaoyao narrowed his eyes and walked to the side of Sun Rock, touched Sun Rock's head, took a deep breath, tried hard to suppress his inner anger, and began to heal Sun Rock. Seeing that Yang Zuo's Pokémon was lying on the ground and fell asleep, he stood up and turned his eyes to Yang Zuo. He looked at Yang Zuo and turned his head away and looked at him in a cold voice, "You are so embarrassed to ask me for a crime? Look at what you did. Pokémon is so hurt. If you don't go to the Pokémon Center, what are you doing?"

Yang Zuo was slightly stunned, subconsciously took a step back, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. He didn't expect that the plain Xiaoyao could suddenly be so angry. Xiaoyao clenched his fists and said lightly: "Look at what are the tactics you use? You are already a quasi-Heaven King, so where are you still playing tactics? You are not embarrassed to reduce your identity like this!"

Yang Zuo opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he finally shut up. He had indeed been taught by Shirona that he competed at the elite level, had his own rhythm at the quasi-Head King level, had his own spirit at the king level, and had a deep understanding at the champion level.

Xiaoyao glanced at Yang Zuo and said coldly: "Who told you the tactics?"

Yang Zuo was scared and looked at Xiaoyao and said, "Akong!"

"Because of Sakaki Sora's words, he chose a fighting method that he was completely unfamiliar with. In the end, in order to turn the tables, he completely ignored his own rhythm and gave the other party a chance. You believed Sakaki Sora, but you didn't believe in yourself and your Pokémon!"
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