Fang Yin, who was sitting on the ground, trembled his lips, and the smile on his face gradually dissipated, and finally returned to calm. His eyes no longer had any light, and became gray, like a pool of stagnant water, without any emotion.
Seeing this, the magistrate controlled the aircraft and floated into the air. His eyes were still cold and he said calmly:
"Junior selection, the winner of Area D is No. 9527!"
For an instant, there were no other sounds in the battlefield except for the sound of smelly mud breathing and the dripping of blood.
"I survived...?"
The expression on Fang Yin's face was stiff, and he was mumbling dully, as if it was a bit unbelievable that he actually survived the fighter's attack and successfully killed the enemy.
Although he succeeded with a sneak attack, it was still a very impressive achievement.
"Congratulations, you have advanced to the primary division of the Underground Pokémon Competition and become a glorious fighter!"
"Now you can have your own title. Have you figured out what to call it?"
The magistrate's voice reached his ears.
Hearing these words, Fang Yin rubbed his smooth chin, a smile appeared on his delicate face, and fell into a brief thought.
After a long time, he raised his head, looked at the black-robed judge with bright eyes, and said:
"..., White Devil!"
The man in black robe looked at Fang Yin and nodded lightly, without any fluctuation in his eyes, as if this matter had nothing to do with him:
"Devil?...This nickname is quite appropriate!"
"Since you have advanced, come with me!"
After saying that, the aircraft shone with silver light and slowly floated towards the black iron door.
Fang Yin put his right arm on the ground and slowly got up, staring at the black-robed judge's retreating back with complex eyes, showing a thoughtful look.
However, just as he was about to take steps forward, a dizzy feeling suddenly eroded his brain.
"Boom...!"
The next second, his body tilted and fell to the ground, completely unconscious.
Xiuni, who was lying aside, saw Fang Yin fainted and unconscious on the ground. He immediately became worried and rushed towards him.
"Baiduo, Baiduo!!"
The noisy sound attracted the attention of the magistrate. He turned his head and looked down at Fang Yin on the ground. He frowned inadvertently and sighed helplessly:
"Trouble, after all, it's still the person chosen by Mr. Liu himself...!"
…………
Two days later.
Heiyun City Underground Pokémon Contest Base, Medical Area.
"A miracle, this is simply a miracle!"
"Deadly poisonous blood flows in the body, but still tenaciously survives. This perseverance is admirable."
In the medical room, two female doctors in white clothes, wearing masks, covered their noses while talking to the sleeping Fang Yin.
Their eyes were full of curiosity.
Another female doctor held her chin up with her hands, her eyes swept over Fang Yin's naked body, her cheeks were slightly red, showing a hint of amusement, and said:
"I wonder, how many secrets does this guy have?"
"Baiduo! Baiduo!"
Shini, who was guarding the bedside, stared at the malicious eyes of others and heard the comments about his trainer. He couldn't help but get angry. He opened his terrifying mouth and let out an angry roar while constantly slapping the ground.
"That's enough. It's best not to ask about things you shouldn't ask about!"
At this time, Ayang, who was leaning against the window, suddenly scolded him coldly.
Disturbed by this scolding, the female doctors all stopped talking, lowered their heads, and did not dare to speak.
"Okay, you go out!"
Ayang waved his hand and motioned for them to leave.
The female doctor responded quickly and left quickly.
However, Xiuni stared at Ayang, his two tentacles slapping the ground non-stop, his eyes filled with cruel killing intent.
It's hungry!
These damn guys just now dared to covet your partner's body!! I'm going to eat you all!
"Frost Wolf, what do you think of this competition?" Ayang was silent for a long time, and then he suddenly asked the man in black robe at the door.
When the black-robed judge Frost Wolf heard this question, he looked at Fang Yin with a deep look in his eyes, and then slowly uttered three words:
"not bad!"
"Um!"
Ayang nodded, a look of appreciation flashed in his eyes. He did not continue to pester him, but changed the subject:
"It's a pity that no one can withstand this kind of poisonous physique. Even if he is lucky enough to reach the advanced competition area, he won't survive for long!"
Frost Wolf was silent and his face was calm. He had expected this for a long time, but when the words reached Xiuni's ears, he was not happy about it.
It raised two copper bell-like eyes, glared at Ayang fiercely, opened its mouth, and let out a low roar, as if to warn him to shut up.
A Yang responded to Xiuni with calm eyes, unwilling to be outdone:
"Stinky mud, it's so noisy!"
The atmosphere between the two was tense and seemed to be about to explode at any moment.
Ayang is Mr. Liu's personal figure, with an extraordinary status and strength that no one knows yet.
"Counting the time, he should be waking up soon. You should go back to work first."
He restrained the sharpness in his eyes, waved his hands lightly, turned around, looked out the window, and continued to think.
At the door of the ward, Frostwolf left expressionlessly.
…………
A few minutes later.
Fang Yin, who was sitting on the white hospital bed, moved his left index finger slightly and slowly opened his eyes, with a look of confusion in his eyes.
"Um..., I...where is...?"
Looking around, huge green glass covers filled with therapeutic fluid were distributed throughout the room. The instruments on the walls were displaying data that was rising rapidly.
"Beep..., beep..."
Suddenly, the instrument emitted a series of harsh beeps.
"Crunch~"
Immediately afterwards, the wooden door of the ward was pushed open, and a man wearing blue overalls walked in.
When A Yang saw Fang Yin waking up, he seemed to have expected it. His expression did not change, but there was a look of relief in his eyes, and he asked:
"Awake? How do you feel?"
"Um...brother, why are you here?"
Fang Yin was silent for a while, with a puzzled look on his face.
"You're such a tough guy! Both arms were broken, and the chest collapsed, causing massive internal bleeding. It's pretty good to be able to save a life from death."
"And my name is Ayang, the yang of the sun!"
Ayang smiled and shook his head, passing the blue and white hospital gown in his hand:
"Let's change clothes first."
"Um……!"
At this time, Fang Yin realized that he was lying naked in the medical room. He quickly sat up, grabbed the hospital gown, quickly put it on, and quickly checked his physical condition. After finding that there was no problem, his face relaxed slightly.
A little.
After a while, Ayang walked in again, picked up Fang Yin's backpack from the table next to him, threw it to him, and said:
"First of all, congratulations on becoming a registered fighter in the Kanto Alliance region!"
He looked at Fang Yin with a smile, paused, took out a card engraved with black and gold patterns from his arms, and placed it in front of Fang Yin:
"Secondly, this bearer bank card has a total bonus of 50,000 alliance coins. After deducting the cost of full-body treatment, there are still 20,000 alliance coins left. This money can be regarded as hard work. You can take it."
"Oh, and this."
A Yang took out a badge with a black elf ball logo from his pocket and stuffed it into Fang Yin's hand along with his bank card.
"This is our Heiyun City Underground Pokémon Competition, a proof of honor for the combatants. With it, you will get a thousand points for free, and you can buy what you need in the virtual mall."
He said, reaching out and tapping the black badge on his chest.
"Ding~, the virtual mall is open!"
In the ward, a system prompt sounded, and Fang Yin felt the screen flash in front of him, and then a huge virtual online mall appeared, with various products distributed on the web page.
"Well..., that's probably how it works. You can figure out the rest by yourself!"
Ayang left behind a word and prepared to leave.
But at this moment, Fang Yin remembered something.
"Brother Yang! Can I ask, does every fighter have someone like me who is responsible for it?"
He curiously asked the doubts in his heart.
Hearing this, Ayang's steps froze, and he paused for a few seconds before slowly replying:
"There are fewer and fewer young people who can taste tea now. Mr. Liu appreciates your talent very much. I hope you won't disappoint him!"
After the words fell, he turned around and gradually disappeared into the ward.
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