"Master, you are welcome back." Just as Xiaozhi was taunting Cunzheng's good people in his heart, all the disciples trained in the dojo bowed to Cunzheng. Xiaozhi could see that they were very grateful to Cunzheng.

"Well, you continue to stay where you are, Zhengyuan, go to pour a few cups of hot tea, and order refreshments by the way." After hearing the disciples' words, Murazawa nodded, and then said to a bald boy.

"Yes, Master." Zhengyuan agreed, then turned to prepare hot tea and refreshments, while Xiaozhi and Nazi followed Cunzheng to the living room. Here you can see the training of Cunzheng's disciples. landscape.

"You are welcome to come here as guests, please feel welcome." At this time, Zheng Yuan was holding a tray with a few cups of hot tea and refreshments on it.

"Thank you." After receiving the hot tea, Xiaozhi thanked him, and then took a sip. Drinking hot tea often can calm people's mood and relax the body and mind.

"Uncle Muramasa, with your quasi-champion strength, if you must join the league, you should be able to get a good position. Why didn't you choose to work in the league at the beginning."

Xiaozhi was a little confused. With Muramasa's strength, he could definitely get a good position in the league. After all, the prospective champion trainer is not a Chinese cabbage. Even if it is a family member, it is definitely better than it is now.

"It's useless, I haven't thought about going to the league, but it's not as simple as I imagined. It's impossible to get a foothold there with strength alone. Without background, you have nothing but a dent."

Muramasa shook his head. He had also served in the league, but he hadn't been suppressed by rights at all in his early days, so he resigned from his position. Although the strength of prospective champions is rare, there are still many in general big families.

And the league will not offend a big family that has contributed a lot to the league for a quasi-championship level trainer. This is tantamount to losing out.

"It seems that the people in Chengdu Alliance really don't have much foresight. They are much worse than the Kwantung Alliance." Hearing Mura Masa's words, Xiaozhi's eyes flashed with a cold light. Obviously, he has a very unfavorable impression of the people in Chengdu Alliance. .

Compared with the Kwantung League, the people in the Chengdu League didn't even have a tolerant heart. Xiaozhi estimated that the people there were either from the family or from the league, and there were few foreigners who were pitiful.

"You are Miki Hachi from Kanto. I didn't expect you to appear here." At this moment, a purple-haired teenager with a laptop came to the living room and said to Xiaozhi.

"Young Master." Zhengyuan said respectfully when he saw the people coming. The strength of this purple-haired boy is second only to Murakami here, so the disciples here also respect him, and the identity of this boy is also worthwhile. Let them call the young master.

"Xiaozhi, don't mind, that's my son, Shingo." Seeing the visitor, Cura Masa introduced the identity of the purple-haired boy very plainly.

"Oh~ your son, the king of heaven, is good, and it's still a data stream, just like that guy Xiaoheng." Xiaozhi stared at the computer in Xingo's hand with interest, presumably the same as his own guess.

"Yes, my son Xingo is the trainer of data streams, and I invite you this time to ask if you can play against my son." Hearing Xiaozhi's words broke Xinwu's trainer level and position. The road he took, Muramasa felt that there was a show this time.

"Oh~ is it okay, if I can’t accept the blow, I’m not responsible.” Xiaozhi looked at Xingo with some playfulness. He had done a lot of blows against opponents, but he didn’t mind helping him. At the same time, he criticized him. He thought: "I'm going. Not long after I left Kikyo, I ran into another guy who went the wrong way. Are people in this world an idiot?"

"It doesn't matter, I just want him to know what the real Pokémon battle is like." After hearing Xiaozhi's words, Muramasa nodded, expressing how Xiaozhi would attack his son.

"Isn't your level of trainer a semi-champion, you should be able to beat your son, why should you invite others to take action." Nazi is a little confused, logically speaking, Shingo's level is much lower than that of Mura Masa. Yes, there should be no problem.

"No, Uncle Muramasa's age and experience itself surpass Shingo by a lot. He also understands this truth, so even if he loses, he will take it for granted. Because of this, Uncle Muramasa will invite his son Trainers of about the same age, right?"

As soon as Na Zi finished speaking, Xiao Zhi shook his head and directly analyzed the intentions of Mura Masa. This also made Na Zi nodded with understanding.

"How about, do you want to fight? If you refuse, you can." After a sip of tea, Xiaozhi said to Xingo.

"Rejected? You underestimated me. Your level is indeed a champion. But according to the information I got, you did not bring Kanto Pokémon in Chengdu this time, except for Pikachu." After hearing Xiaozhi's words , Xingo said proudly, and at the same time opened the notebook, Fart Palla pressed the keyboard, and found out Xiaozhi's information.

"If this is the case, let's start..." Hearing Xingo's arrogant tone, Xiao Zhi said without changing his face, and at the same time thinking that he must break the other party's self-esteem.

He could feel that this guy named Shingo was not a bit wrong about the data flow path. If Jingongji Heng was only 30% wrong, then this guy was at least 100% wrong. More than fifty.

"There is only one Pokémon used, and Shingo only uses Bray, which is the giant pincer praying mantis. What about you, Xiaozhi." After taking Xiaozhi and Xingo to the battlefield, Muramasa said to the two.

"Me? Just use her." After hearing Muramasa's words, Xiao Zhi threw a Pokémon ball, and a white light, a Lalulas in a white princess dress appeared in front of everyone.