I, the fighting party, became Xiaozhi's golden finger

The first ray of sunlight in the morning, like a golden ribbon, gently falls on Xiaozhi's face.

The warm sunlight, like the wings of an angel, gently brushes his skin, bringing endless comfort and tranquility. Under this soft light, Xiaozhi slowly opens his eyes to welcome the arrival of a new day.

His eyes are shining with the light of morning dew, revealing a kind of freshness and vitality.

The new day will bring him endless surprises and opportunities.

As the sun gradually rises, Xiaozhi's figure appears more upright and firm in the morning light.

He sits up, stretches his body, and all the fatigue in his body is dispelled.

Take a deep breath of fresh air, feel the gift of nature, and the whole world is opening its arms to him.

Self-awareness Xiaozhi!

At this moment, Xiaozhi seems to be integrated with nature, and his mind resonates wonderfully with the world.

The so-called waveguide...

The public restaurant in the early morning is filled with a fresh breath, and the sun shines through the window, bringing warmth and vitality to this space.

Xiaozhi walked into the restaurant in high spirits, his steps were brisk and powerful, as if every step contained endless strength and determination.

He came to the table of Xiaogang and Xiaoyao, with a bright smile on his face and a warm light in his eyes: "Good morning, Xiaogang, Xiaoyao, how did you sleep last night?"

Xiaogang and Xiaoyao raised their heads, their faces were also full of smiles, and their eyes revealed the expectation of a new day.

Xiaogang rubbed his eyes, yawned, and smiled: "Well, I slept well, but not as energetic as you."

Xiaoyao stretched and sighed: "Yes, it was very quiet all night, it was really comfortable."

Xiaozhi heard the words, the corners of his mouth rose, revealing a proud smile. He smiled proudly: "Haha, I slept well all night, and I felt full of strength when I woke up."

Xiaoyao has long been accustomed to Xiaozhi's energetic words, and her eyes reveal a kind of understanding.

At first, Xiaoyao was a little surprised by Xiaozhi's mental state, but as time went by, she got to know Xiaozhi better and better, and now she can deal with it calmly.

She smiled lightly and teased, "Xiaozhi is still the same, and he is energetic every day like a chicken blood."

As Xiaozhi's old friend, Xiaogang knows Xiaozhi's character very well. He chuckled, and his voice revealed a trace of emotion: "Yes, it's good to be young, always full of energy and vigor. We old bones really envy it."

(Little knowledge, Xiaogang is underage.)

In this relaxed and happy atmosphere, the three smiled at each other, and their friendship became deeper.

After eating and drinking, Xiaozhi, Xiaogang and Xiaoyao set off to the martial arts gym in high spirits. The sun shone on them, as if they were covered with a layer of golden armor, showing their unyielding determination and fighting spirit.

When they walked to the gate of the martial arts gym, they unexpectedly met a little boy.

He stood at the door, his hands on his hips, looking like a little adult, as if he was guarding the secret of this door.

The little boy looked up at Xiaozhi, with a serious light in his eyes, and persuaded: "Big brother, you should get ready before going in."

Xiaozhi couldn't help but feel a little confused when he heard this. He scratched his head and asked: "Why?" His voice revealed a kind of curiosity and puzzlement, as if he wanted to explore the reason behind it.

The little boy glanced at him, as if he was evaluating his courage and determination. Then, he took a deep breath and explained in a slightly mysterious tone: "Because it's dark inside, be prepared to not get out!"

Hearing this, Xiaozhi said confidently: "Don't worry, I'm fully prepared. No matter how dark it is inside, how difficult it is, I will not back down."

In front of Xiaozhi's fearless courage and firm belief, the little boy seemed to be infected.

He nodded slightly, with a hint of appreciation on his face. Then, he gently moved his feet and made way for Xiaozhi and the others.

He pointed his finger at the mysterious door and said, "In that case, go in. However, I want to remind you that only true challengers can enter this door."

As his voice fell, the door slowly opened. A gust of cold wind blew out from the door, bringing a cold and mysterious atmosphere.

Xiaozhi stood outside the door and could clearly feel the chill, as if an invisible hand was trying to stop him from moving forward.

However, Xiaozhi did not flinch. He took a deep breath and then stepped firmly into the dark door.

The world inside the door was indeed like the little boy.As the student said, it was pitch black.

Xiaozhi stepped into the fighting gym alone, and the surroundings fell into darkness in an instant. He seemed to have stepped into a bottomless abyss, and there was silence all around, only his own footsteps echoing.

He stretched out his hand, but he couldn't even see his fingers clearly, and everything around him was swallowed by darkness.

In this situation, Xiaozhi thought of Pikachu, hoping that it could release electricity and illuminate the surrounding environment.

However, just when Pikachu was about to discharge electricity, the little boy outside the door reminded him: "One of the rules of the gym is that you can't use the power of Pokémon to illuminate."

Xiaozhi, Pikachu:......

No, how can you suddenly say the rules like this?

Those who don't know would think it was targeting them!

Hearing this rule, Pikachu stopped helplessly, and a trace of disappointment appeared on its little face. Xiaozhi had to give up, and he gently patted Pikachu's head, indicating that it didn't need to worry.

Although he couldn't use the power of Pikachu, Xiaozhi didn't give up. He began to grope forward in the dark, taking every step carefully, fearing that he would fall or touch something dangerous.

After groping in the dark for a long time, Xiaozhi felt a little strange. According to common sense, there should be other trainers waiting for challengers in the fighting gym, but he didn't see a single figure.

This made him feel a little confused and puzzled. Did he go to the wrong place?

Xiaozhi stopped and carefully recalled the route he took after entering the gym. After confirming that he was not wrong, he continued to move forward, but remained vigilant and cautious.

He kept observing the surrounding environment, trying to find some clues or hints from it.

As time went on, Xiaozhi began to gradually feel an unusual atmosphere.

Although it was dark around him, he could clearly feel an invisible sense of oppression, as if something was secretly observing his every move.