It's the Anchor and Part-time Pokémon Trainer!

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.

It's fine if you don't pay tuition fees, and you have to delay me to earn money? !

presumptuous!

So, Mo Qiu's face turned cold, he took a step back, and sternly refused the invitation of the rich second generation.

"No, I'm going to participate in the Germination Cup, and I won't have time to fight the tower!"

As soon as these words came out, it seemed as if a great silence was cast on the hall.

Visible to the naked eye, the expressions of the elite trainers present froze on their faces.

Budding cup?

These people are no strangers, among the three No. 40 people, if one brick is dropped, ten or eight former Budding Cup champions can be smashed.

But... how these Budding Cup champions were tortured to death by Mo Qiu, they are still vivid in their minds.

This feels like... After Faker single-handedly killed my dignified king of the national server, he was going to play against the primary school students?

"Cough cough! What expressions do you have!"

"Brother Qiu must have his big... um, deep meaning!"

"Look, Brother Qiu is a player who can play against the King of Heaven. He is not condescending to come to the Battle Tower to instruct us to fight!"

"Hey, give me back to God!"

"Give me the best of luck to Brother Qiu!"

Although Hou Yao reacted and said a few scenes, he smiled reluctantly - he won the Germination Cup five years ago, and the 6V Little Fire Dragon ran over it all the way, there was no pressure.

So he knows what the environment of the Germination Cup is, and to be honest, he has already mourned for this year's Germinations in his heart.

There's no way...you are sprouts, yes, but if you mix in sprouts to cut leeks, you can only be considered unlucky...

If it wasn't for the system prompt, Mo Qiu would have believed Hou Yao's insincere words.

"System prompt: Your brazen behavior has shocked all elite trainers and gained their contempt. Your evil attribute has been enhanced, and your defense individual value has increased by 2 points."

"Really, I understand your eagerness to make money. I am even more anxious than you. How can you make money without money!"

"I support you to participate in the Germination Cup..."

"But shamelessly advertised it as something glorious..."

"All I can say is, as expected of you!"

Ignoring the system's complaints, Mo Qiu held the pennant, wearing sunglasses, arrogantly ignoring the shocking and strange eyes of the trainers present, and walked out of the battle tower.

How do you say that?

In a more fashionable way, it's...

Once I accept my shamelessness, then I am -- nothing!enemy!of!

Chapter 48 Can you meet colleagues even when cutting leeks?

Not long after Mo Qiu walked out of the battle tower, he suddenly became vigilant.

He is also a martial artist, and his vigilance is still relatively sensitive. He feels that someone is coming at him, and he is aggressive.

Mo Qiu's nerves were tense, and his fists were already clenched, but the next sound made him relax.

"Damn, I know it's you!"

A young man who looked 27 or [-] years old, but his actual age was much younger than his appearance. He was a little "heavy", with a square head, big ears and oily face, strangled Mo Qiu's neck from behind, and opened his mouth like the quintessence of Chinese culture. .

"Yo, Brother Su, what's the wind blowing for you--do you want to go to the battle tower to play?"

"Don't panic, my brother has been doing well here these days. Come on, I'll take Brother Su in for a walk."