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

"When did you come here?"

Li Xiyue's eyebrows were raised, her body was light yet tense as a string, and she subconsciously took half a step back, her delicate face full of vigilance.

"After all, he is a player who made it to the top 64 of the Little Phoenix Cup. His ability to grasp the timing and seize opportunities should not be underestimated."

Li Zeyang was calm and composed, not showing any sign of panic. He slowly raised his slender and bony fingers to the bridge of his nose, gently took off the pair of glasses, folded them carefully, and put them into his pocket.

Then, he straightened his back, his deep eyes like X-rays, scanning the four people in front of him one by one, and his thin lips parted slightly, his words full of innate confidence:

"But if the four of you think that you can take advantage of this opportunity to easily defeat the two of us and treat us as fish on the chopping board and slaughter us at will, then you are totally wrong! It is too early to make a conclusion about who will win in this encounter today!"

……

"boom!"

A loud bang was like a thunderclap out of nowhere, suddenly exploding in my ears, making the air buzz, and the sound waves spread in all directions like ripples.

"Wow, this battle is too intense. Even from such a long distance away, the noise can still make my eardrums vibrate."

Ye Feng's face was full of astonishment. He leaned forward slightly and put his hands above his eyes, like a lookout looking into the distance. He squinted his eyes as hard as he could and looked in the direction where the sound came from, trying to find out what was going on through the layers of grass and bushes that blocked his view.

"Is that... the direction of the rocky area?"

He frowned slightly, his expression full of confusion and curiosity. He turned to look at his partner beside him and asked.

"It should be right."

Nima stood there, his feet firmly planted on the ground, his head slightly raised, his eyes extended to where Ye Feng was looking, he speculated and nodded in agreement,

"That rocky area has a complex terrain, a vast area, and a large number of people, which makes it easy for conflicts to occur. In addition, the competition is fierce this time, and everyone is eager to advance. I'm afraid that several forces are fighting each other there again."

"Let me see, the competition is progressing very fast right now. More than a dozen people have been eliminated already."

Zhuge An heard the voice, raised his head, and focused his sight on the huge electronic display screen standing not far away, which prominently displayed the elimination of personnel.

However, the screen setting is a bit simple, only showing the number of remaining players in rough outlines.

As for who was eliminated, there was no detailed marking, which left a bit of mystery and suspense, so that everyone could only guess the outcome of the game based on the surrounding conditions.

At this moment, the huge number "45" on the screen seemed to silently announce the cruelty of the competition, meaning that many players with dreams and fighting spirit had left the field sadly and failed.

On this green lawn that looked like a velvet carpet, Nima's King of Leave was lazily lying on the ground, his belly facing up, his limbs spread out, looking extremely comfortable.

It half-closed its eyes, opened its mouth wide, and yawned long and loudly, revealing a mouthful of sharp fangs. It looked completely indifferent and leisurely, as if the tense atmosphere of the competition around it had nothing to do with it.

As for Hen Lajiao, she was originally a lively, playful and coquettish girl. Now she followed Nima closely, moving happily in small steps.

It shook its head slightly and was about to rub Nima's leg affectionately.

But then she changed her mind and remembered that she was in a fiercely competitive arena, so she immediately restrained her coquettish attitude and pretended to be serious.

But the occasional flickering of its lively eyes and the slightly shaking of its head still revealed the liveliness that it could not suppress in its heart.

Look at Ye Feng and Zhuge An's fire dinosaurs. They are now standing face to face, two pairs of orange-red eyes staring at each other, with scrutiny and evaluation in their eyes.

Although the current situation forced them to temporarily form teammates and deal with other opponents side by side, they all knew in their hearts that this alliance was only a stopgap measure and the calm before the storm.

Once other players are eliminated one after another and they are the only two left on the field, the once short-lived "comradeship" will instantly disappear, and they will once again become fierce rivals fighting for victory.

By then, this stadium will probably be ignited again by the flames of fierce confrontation.

“眯！”

The mini dragon held up its small but stubborn head, and its roar echoed all around, venting its unwillingness and irritability.

Just now, it had just experienced a thrilling, smoke-filled battle, and there were still scratches of battle on its scales. The aura around it had not yet completely calmed down, and it looked a bit tired and messy.

Ye Feng felt so distressed when he saw its appearance that he quickly let it rest where it was and stopped it from making any more trouble.

But this mini dragon's temperament is like gunpowder that ignites at a touch, extremely violent, so how can it calm down easily?

It kept spinning in circles, its short tail whipping the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust, and it muttered "Mi! Mi!"

Isn't this game about fighting to the end, fighting all the way? Why are you just sitting here now, not looking for the next wave of enemies, but waiting? What's going on?

"Well, don't worry."

Ye Feng was helpless and could only try to comfort the dragon with kind words. He squatted down and gently stroked the dragon's back, trying to calm it down.

"As for the contestants in this area, if nothing unexpected happens, we have basically eliminated them all. We can't find any traces of other contestants if we search everywhere. We can't just run around aimlessly and search blindly."

As he spoke, Ye Feng stretched out his hand and pinched Mini Dragon's cheek, and said earnestly,

"Besides, you just went through such an intense fight and your physical strength has been greatly depleted. You really should take a good rest and recharge your batteries. Otherwise, if you run into a strong enemy later and you have no strength left, how will you deal with it?"

"Squint?! Squint!"

However, the mini dragon seemed to be completely oblivious to Ye Feng's advice. It shook its head and dodged Ye Feng's touch, its eyes wide open, full of disdain and anger.

Rest or not, that's all just an excuse! I want to fight, I want to fight my way through! Fighting to the end is my mission, no one can stop me!

Its muscles were tense, and it was ready to rush out, determined to rush to the battlefield regardless of any obstacles.

Seeing this, Ye Feng frowned, anxious but helpless. He paced back and forth, racking his brains to think of a way to comfort her.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, as if he had thought of a brilliant idea. He hurriedly approached the mini dragon, leaned down, put his head close to its ear, lowered his voice, and whispered something mysteriously.

“Mi…Mi?!”

As the mini dragon listened, his originally tense and ready-to-go body suddenly stiffened, as if he was cast under a spell. The rage in his eyes instantly went out, replaced by hesitation and unwillingness.

In the end, it could only lower its head in disappointment, drag its slightly heavy body, slowly lie on the ground, and take a rest obediently.

Actually...it's better to take a rest, otherwise you will lose your energy and it will affect your performance next time.

Thinking so, Mini Dragon simply gave in.