He is a streamer and a part-time Pokémon trainer.

The Hou family is famous for training and nurturing Fire-type Pokémon in Shanghai, and they have many businesses under their name.

After returning home, Hou Yao obediently went online and went to Baidu to check the effect of the "sunny" weather.

"Fuck! Is there such a thing?!"

"In sunny weather, the power of fire-based skills is increased by 1.5 times, the power of water-based skills is halved, and the flame of sunshine can be activated without charging!"

"Search for the power of the sun again...Fuck! When it's sunny, the special attack is 1.5 times the original. My fire-breathing dragon really trained the special attack hard!"

"I'm invincible!"

Hou Yao's brain was running fast, and he had an epiphany. He took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Hey! Dad! You borrowed a nine-tailed nine tails from the company for my use!"

"Okay, okay, I know, just send it to my home, I have a lineup to experiment with."

After hanging up the phone, Hou Yao ran away and went to the door to look forward to it. Half an hour later, someone handed a Pokeball into his hand.

Holding the Poke Ball, Hou Yao rushed to his exclusive training ground without looking back, and found a few sparring partners.

The fierce collision of moves lasted for about an hour, and Hou Yao walked out of the training ground excitedly.

"That pervert -- no no no! Brother Qiu is right!"

"This sunny nine tails and my fire-breathing dragon are so strong!"

"Instant Sunshine Flames are basically all water pets of the same level! If you bring another life jade..."

"As expected of the big guy who can easily beat me! A casual sentence can bring such a big change to my lineup and increase the intensity of this level!"

"Brother Qiu is awesome!"

"No, I have to ask Brother Qiu if he accepts apprentices tomorrow!"

"But...before that..."

"I have to get my revenge first!"

When he said revenge, of course, he did not mean to seek revenge from Mo Qiu. Hou Yao was a young man and a rich second-generation. He had been an old enemy since he was a child, but because he was a water specialist, the commanding skills on the other side were obviously poor. , and he has never won a match against each other.

He won't lose blood if he burns the opposite side, and a water cannon on the opposite side will destroy the world. What a joke, it doesn't need technical content!

But... now...

Hou Yaoyin smiled, took out his phone, and made another call.

After half a minute, the call was connected.

From the opposite side, there was a drake's voice that was obviously getting up.

"Mao, stupid monkey, wake me up to hang!"

Hou Yao laughed.

"Su Yifeng! Don't let him sleep!"

"Come out and fight! If you lose, call your father like that!"

"Dare to come!"

Chapter 47 Brother Qiu must have a deep meaning in doing this

Mo Qiu is a little suspicious of life now.

Today is his third day as a goalkeeper against the tower, and it should be the last.

The Germination Cup will start the day after tomorrow, and his job is expected to come to an end temporarily.

The first day and the second day were fine. His individual stats were like running water, and it was very refreshing to smash the wool. In the past two days, his attack and speed have each increased by 10 points, which can be said to be a bloody profit.

But from the third day, no, from the afternoon of the second day, he found that this group of elite trainers could no longer provide himself with individual values.

Because they... don't get angry anymore!

At the beginning, Mo Qiu scolded them for losing the battle. These elites turned around and left in a hurry. They often got their individual value into the account, but the next time the group of goods did not agree with Mo Qiu and revised it according to Mo Qiu's scolding. When the lineup came to challenge again, and they still lost and were sprayed, they were not very angry.

One of them, Hou Yao, really brought a weather hand, Jiuwei, to continue the challenge, but he stole the weather with his backhand. The unlucky boy who stabbed the Dragon King's three-artillery team on a rainy day even licked his face and smiled and asked Mo Qiu where he was just now. There is a mistake in the command, do you accept apprentices?

Mo Qiu blasted him out at that time!

He has never seen anyone come to the door to apprentice empty-handed!Can this be taken?Of course not!

Insincere!

Today, Mo Qiu still abused the dishes for a day, and his individual value was raised to 0.

The only advantage is that the proficiency in actual combat command has been improved.

When he sprayed people, the elite trainers listened to each other with a smile, and sometimes even applauded--"Brother Qiu is right! I'm a waste!" These kinds of words came out endlessly.

Damn, these people are shaking M!

No reason!

At four o'clock, Mo Qiu, who knew that there would be nothing to gain today, sighed and stopped insisting, ready to get off work.

He probably also understood that this flock of sheep was bald, and it would be fruitless to spend it here, and he needed to find a new flock.

It's better to go back and see how the special training of your Pokémon goes, and start the broadcast earlier by the way.

When he walked out of the waiting room and came to the hall, he was startled by the battle in front of him.

There are about thirty or forty trainers standing densely in the hall, all of them are familiar faces. Most of those who have been abused by him in the past few days are here. If you look closely, there are quite a few!

Mo Qiu was shocked at that time--good guy, I have to be angry, why don't you wait for me here?

Do you have to be ready to beat me up?

Fuck, there are a lot of people here. Although my individual attack value is not low now, I don't have much group attack. I can't defeat these three No. 40 people!

Would you like to slip first?

Mo Qiu rolled his eyes, looking for the best escape route.

At this time, the sharp-eyed Hou Yao had already spotted Mo Qiu and roared, "Brother Qiu is here!"

Immediately, thirty or forty pairs of eyes stared at Mo Qiu, and then these trainers rushed over together.

Mo Qiu's back was cold, and the secret path was not good, this motherfucker can't escape, it seems that he can only kill a bloody path!

Let you see the power of Mojiaquan of the Southern School!

Before he could take a stance, Hou Yao bowed to Mo Qiu with his head.

"Hello Qiu Ge!"

The scene where many elite trainers including the rich second generation bowed and said hello to Mo Qiu was extremely shocking, and even the staff in the lobby were stunned.

Mo Qiu was also dumbfounded, what is this, is it the sugar-coated cannonball tactics that let me relax my vigilance first?

At this time, Yao smiled and leaned over.

"Brother Qiu, let me say a few words on behalf of the brothers - we heard from the staff, you won't come back to guard after today?"

"In the past few days, the brothers have benefited a lot from the teachings of Brother Qiu. The overall strength of the lineup has basically improved by a gradient. Although the brothers don't say it, they are grateful to Brother Qiu in their hearts."

"Although some of the brothers have a better family background and have a more grumpy temper, they are not fools who do not discriminate between right and wrong. We can see clearly who treats us well."

"We were so rude to Brother Qiu at first, but in the end, Brother Qiu disregarded our previous suspicions and gave us advice on our fighting skills through reprimands. This is what Brother Qiu has in mind!"

Hou Yao gave a thumbs up and exaggeratedly gave Mo Qiu a like.

"Brother Qiu is much more professional than the battle teacher we hired heavily!"

"I went back and searched the Internet, but I didn't expect Brother Qiu to be a big anchor, tsk tsk, tsk tsk tsk, the master duel team guide, with the water ratio of Su Yifeng's account, you can become the king, and he has defeated the trainer of the king level, or else say Brother Qiu has a big pattern!"

Mo Qiu found out, this Hou Yao is a licking dog!

Respect your rich second-generation settings!

Moreover, it seems that Mo Qiu's identity has been exposed - this is not surprising, he is live broadcast with his face exposed, and people who are interested can find his information with a little check.

After being praised by these rich second-generations, Mo Qiu felt a little uncomfortable. God can learn from it. At first, he just wanted to catch them for wool!

The guidance that was close to scolding was just compensation for their wool. After all, the difference between the two sides was too great. Mo Qiu could match them casually, which was definitely better than their current brainless play.

It is not uncommon for these rich second generation to become licking dogs...

This is like when you go to the LOL rankings and are brutally abused by the same ID every day. At first, you may suspect that the opponent is cheating, but the report is fruitless. Knowing that the opponent is real, you may not have much hostility to him.

Especially after being drilled, the master also pointed out your hands, so that your laning level has risen rapidly, and your rank has skyrocketed, so you should be grateful.

At the end, you suddenly find that there is a big devil on the opposite side who is running a trumpet to abuse vegetables. At this time, you don't think about how badly you have been abused, but first blurt out "Fuck, I was killed by Faker alone, I'm a real bull. force!".

The mental journey of these rich second-generation people is probably like this.

Let's just talk about Hou Yao, because Mo Qiu's words, he changed the lineup, and backhandedly killed Fa Xiao, who had bullied him for more than ten years, how cool does it feel?

When Hou Yao's fire-breathing dragon's sunshine and flames of Life Jade pushed his opponent to the team, Hou Yao's head was so high, he felt that his life had reached the peak.

The same thing happened to these elite trainers one after another.

Especially after watching the video of Mo Qiu's single-person vehicle overturning hundreds of Rockets and Fan Fatty pushing two quasi-gods alone, they already admired Mo Qiu's reputation.

Brother Qiu is fierce!What a shame we lost!No shame!

This is also the reason why Mo Qiu's wool does not move.

They were all proud of Mo Qiu's reprimand, so how could Mo Qiu's evil attributes be improved.

Having said that, Hou Yao coughed lightly and winked at the friend behind him.

"Brother Qiu, the big anchor, shouldn't be short of money. The brothers have summed it up, and there is nothing to give Qiu brother, so I will give you a pennant!"

While talking, a few elite trainers really touched a pennant from nowhere.

The dazzling red satin, embroidered with the golden characters of flying dragons and phoenixes, to be honest, this pennant may not be cheap.

"Peaches and plums, the next from Seikei."

Mo Qiu's face turned green!

Am I "no talk" these days?The mouths that you sprayed are calloused, okay?

Who says I'm not short of money!

Missing!I am missing!

You really want to thank me for sending some tuition fees!

In fact, these two rich second-generation are not illiterate. The choice of this phrase is quite appropriate. It is about teaching by example rather than teaching. Embarrassed by their pennant, I felt itchy all over my body. I only felt that there were ants crawling on my body, and I hurried away with all my heart.

Reaching out his trembling hand to take the pennant, Mo Qiu struggled to keep a fake smile and squeezed the word "thank you" out of his mouth.

Those so-called "elites" who are usually domineering and arrogant are all so hard to lick, Mo Qiu is not good to give a backhand slap.

Seeing Mo Qiu accepting the gift with a smile, for a while, the guests and hosts were enjoying themselves in the hall, and the atmosphere was very warm.

Let's put it this way, among the young trainers who can break through the first six floors of the battle tower by themselves, most of them are from the rich second generation, and there are also masters from civilian backgrounds, but very few.

In the past few days, Mo Qiu also had a similar understanding of the tactics used by the current Yan Kingdom's middle and upper reaches trainers and the positioning of Pokémon.

Basically, they are big reckless men who pursue strength and speed. Effort training generally only pulls attack and speed. What they pursue is quick shots and high damage.

The tactic in their hearts is probably to strengthen, A goes over, pushes the team, it's that simple.

They don't even care about the most basic tactical system like the Weather Team. Instead, they can tell the most powerful moves of what type of Pokémon, which is obviously too serious.

Whoever has the fastest speed has the advantage, whoever has the highest attack power wins, and whoever controls the field, reads and changes, cooperates, and cooperates with skills, and the priority is all set back.

Because the family has money and can provide them with powerful Pokémon with high stats, their tactic is also invincible, which also makes their tactical vision more narrow and unhealthy.

Just look at it, the battle tower is not only open to the second generation of rich, but most of the people who can get through to the seventh floor are the second generation of rich, this situation is enough to explain something.

However, after Mo Qiu's devastation in the past few days, the concept of battle that they had been familiar with since childhood has begun to appear subtle cracks.

This is also the only place where Mo Qiu feels relieved.

"Brother Qiu, will you stay on the seventh floor for a few more days?"

"Let's fight the brothers again!"

"Brother Qiu, what are you going to do in such a hurry!"

When Mo Qiu heard this, it was amazing.