Reborn in Pokémon, my background is super hard

At the night tea party on the day of the semi-finals, a familiar scene happened again.

But this time it was Xiao Ming who put his arm on Xiao Mao's shoulders.

"Hey, Playboy, how does it feel to be guessed?" Xiao Ming teased.

Xiao Mao tried to stay calm and took a sip of coffee, but the shaking of the coffee cup revealed Xiao Mao's true thoughts.

"Idiot." Shinji looked at the two of them coldly and said.

"You'll get used to this kind of thing. Pokémon battles are just you guessing me and I guessing you. If you were guessed right this time, you'll be guessed right next time too." Wutong said, patting Xiaomao on the back.

Veins bulged on Xiaomao's forehead.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Wutong immediately retreated and hid behind Shinji. This time he wanted to protect his little notebook!

However, Shinji calmly put down the teacup in his hand, took out a small notebook from his pocket and threw it to Xiaomao.

"No! My little notebook!"

Wutong's Little Notebook: HP-1

"The older brothers are so friendly to each other." Xiao Ai said with a smile.

On the second day, the finals of the Caiyou Conference opened. Wutong, who had beaten several passers-by in a row, could no longer wait to stand at the command seat.

"I've been holding back for a long time. I hope you don't mind if I take action later." Wutong asked, tossing the Poké Ball in his hand.

"Do you mind if I say I'll let you go?" Xiao Ming teased as he pulled out a whip.

"Of course not." Wutong replied immediately.

"Ladies and gentlemen! The Caiyou Conference Finals that everyone is looking forward to is about to begin! Contestants Wutong and Xiaoming are both ready!

Let's take a look at what the battle field will be in the first half of the finals!" The commentator's voice fell, and the turntable of the random battle field began to spin.

As the roulette wheel stopped, the battle field for the first half was determined to be the battle field of grass.

"It's up to you, Needle Bee!"

"Please, Infernape!"

Wutong and Xiaoming sent out their Pokémon at the same time.

After seeing Wutong's Pokémon, Xiao Ming suddenly felt what Xiao Mao had felt before.

"Giant Beedrill, sharpen, and move at high speed." Wutong ignored Xiao Ming's actions and gave the command directly.

"Come back, Infernape. I'm counting on you! It's really great!" Xiao Ming chose to exchange Pokémon without any hesitation.

"Sonams~!" Guo Ranweng with flaming red lips appeared again.

It seems that Xiao Ming chose to force a one-for-one exchange with Wutong.

"Come on, let's fight more passionately! Beedrill! Breath of Speed, double needles - deadly stings!" Wutong shouted with a wave of his hand.

"As expected, old man! We have the same fate!" Xiao Ming shouted without any hesitation.

The Beedrill's body began to vibrate, bursts of steam emanated from its body, and the magma-like lines on its body emitted a faint red light.

Sure enough, Weng was surrounded by a dark purple halo, emitting an ominous aura.

The next second, the Beedrill turned into a silver and red line and sprinted towards Guoranweng.

The silver-red line passed through Guo Ran Weng, and the whole scene suddenly became quiet.

Sure enough, the dark purple halo on Guoranweng's body exploded and turned into energy points flying towards the Beedrill.

Wutong didn't make any move because he knew that the Same Fate had been activated, and it would be useless even if he put the Beedrill back into the Poké Ball now.

After all the dark purple energy points were wrapped around Beedrill, it immediately lost its ability to fight.

Less than three minutes into the game, both sides died.