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That night.

The conference room at Tsinghua University.

Everyone looked at the short-haired youth sitting at the head of the table: "Captain, what are our plans for tomorrow?"

Zhou Juefeng interlaced his fingers, closed his eyes, and pondered.

A moment later, he slowly opened his eyes and scanned the crowd.

"I'll be starting tomorrow!"

"team leader?"

The others were taken aback.

It wasn't that they didn't believe in Zhou Juefeng's strength; it was just that Mu Yun's performance was too frightening.

Every match is like playing in the Baby Cup; wiping out a team is as easy as drinking water for one person.

To be on the safe side, shouldn't we let the five of them go first to wear down the enemy's stamina?

Seeing the confusion and bewilderment in everyone's eyes, Zhou Juefeng raised his hand and slightly pressed down.

"As you've seen in the matches these past few days, Mu Yun's Pokémon are all incredibly strong. Simply using attrition tactics is ineffective and might even make them stronger as the battle progresses."

As he spoke, Zhou Juefeng placed the photos of the armored warrior and the Pidgeot on the table.

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent.

Indeed, they were just making assumptions.

Given the sheer stamina displayed by that Pidgeot, let alone the five of them, even if there were five more, they would probably be easy prey.

"Alright, everyone, cheer up!"

Seeing the dejected mood among the crowd, Zhou Juefeng slowly stood up: "Tomorrow's battle is just the outcome of one match. You are all the pride of Tsinghua University, and you have a long road ahead of you. Why worry about temporary gains and losses!"

"Besides, we might actually win!"

At this point, a fleeting, illusory lightning flashed in Zhou Juefeng's dark eyes.

Under the illumination of the lightning, everyone felt an overwhelming surge of conviction within them.

"I believe in the captain!"

"Yes, we're Tsinghua University, the top university in Yanhuang! We can definitely win!"

"Victory is certain!!"

Seeing the group perk up, Zhou Juefeng smiled slightly: "Alright, go back and get some rest. We have a tough battle to fight tomorrow."

"Yes, Captain!"

"You used your morale-boosting technique quite well. It seems you've improved your use of divine blood even further."

After everyone left, a gentle voice suddenly rang out inside the room.

Zhou Juefeng didn't seem surprised by the sudden visit; he simply suppressed his smile and calmly sat back down in his chair.

"It's just to boost the morale of the brothers, it's nothing special."

"Is that so?"

The man remained noncommittal and slowly emerged from the shadows.

He was a young man dressed in a modified black Zhongshan suit, with a tall and straight posture like a pine tree and a faint smile on his lips.

"Qin Yixiao, if you've come here just to humiliate me, then go ahead and say it."

"Mocking you? What did I say about you? That your bloodline is too thin? Or that you're too weak? There's absolutely no need for that. You know I'm always very tolerant of the weak." Qin Yixiao picked up his teacup, poured himself a glass of water, and said.

"I'm only here to tell you that you can use whatever means you have. That boy is not as simple as you think."

"What do you mean?"

Zhou Juefeng frowned slightly.

"Literally, just like what you just did, it's fine to use the power of 'ideals'." Qin Yixiao sipped water along the rim of his teacup, as if savoring tea, unhurried and unhurried.

"Didn't you already plan to do this? Why are you hesitant now that I've mentioned it?"

Qin Yixiao put down his teacup, his narrow eyes looking at him with a half-smile.

"Whose idea is this?"

Zhou Juefeng's brows remained furrowed.

The power of the gods cannot be used without authorization; those who violate this rule will be punished according to clan law.

"Whose meaning is not important; what matters is that I said those words."

A casual remark made Zhou Juefeng's already furrowed brows even tighter.

That's why I'm worried!

Qin Yixiao, the most talented member of the Qin family in history.

At the time of his birth, strange phenomena appeared in the sky, and at the moment of his birth, all the dragon spirits of the family roared to the sky, as if to congratulate him.

At the age of three, he was already able to skillfully use his own talent to nurture dragon spirits.

At the age of five, he was directly favored by the gods and became a chosen one.

Those who are favored by God are collectively referred to as those favored by God.

However, they are given different names depending on the deity they are favored by.

Those favored by "weak gods" like the Sun family's Water Cleansing God can only be called those blessed by the gods.

Those who are favored by the "powerful god," like Qin Yixiao, are called the chosen ones.

They are people directly chosen by the gods, and are said to have the ability to communicate directly with the gods.

Zhou Juefeng didn't know if it was true or not, but he knew the strength of the young man in front of him. He was one of the best among the young and middle-aged men in the entire league.

It is said that he is preparing for next year's White Dragon Cup, and if he wins the championship, he will be the youngest title-winning champion in the entire league.

A titled superstar who is not even thirty years old!

As for whether he can or not?

Zhou Juefeng had no doubt.

After all, Qin Yixiao has never lost a single match so far!

"In short, I've said my piece; whether you do it or not is up to you."

Seeing that Zhou Juefeng remained silent, Qin Yixiao gently put down his teacup.

"To pursue one's ideals, one must never hesitate or look back."

After saying that, Qin Yixiao ignored Zhou Juefeng's expression and disappeared from the room on his own.

It wasn't until Qin Yixiao had been gone for a long time that Zhou Juefeng finally relaxed his brows and let out a long sigh.

"You certainly live authentically..."

He also wanted to act as he pleased, without any scruples, but he didn't have the ability to do so.

An ideal without the strength to support it is nothing but a pipe dream...

..............................

The night holds many secrets, but when the sun rises, it is still a new day.

The following day, inside the Shanghai International Battle Arena.

As the finals approached, the atmosphere inside the venue grew increasingly heated.

The popularity of the online live stream also climbed steadily, like bamboo shoots.

"Welcome everyone to the National Pokémon High School Tournament Finals! I'm your old friend—Aro!!"

The host was still A Luo, but this time there was one more person sitting in the special guest seat.

"...Finally, let's welcome our special guest today, the chief of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Eastern Region—Xiang Lang, Heavenly King Xiang!!"

Xiang Lang, the leader of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Eastern Region, is also a rare regional Heavenly King who specializes in the General-type.

He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a broad build, almost big enough to fit the petite Liu Miaogan and the thin Sun Ning beside him.

Many people were surprised by Xiang Lang's appearance.

Unlike Sun Ning, who is an old man nearing retirement and, although still holding the position of museum owner, does not actually do much work.

As an active regional champion and top player, he has a lot of work to do every day, so it's quite rare for him to find time to watch the newcomers' matches.

"I happened to be on vacation, and I heard there were a lot of geniuses this year, so I came to check it out."

Xiang Lang spoke in a very casual tone, which was completely unlike the imposing presence that his physique carried.

Just as the two were chatting, the host's voice rang out again.

"Now, let's welcome the first pair of players from both sides to the stage!"

"Zhou Juefeng is actually the first one to go out?" Sun Ning looked at the command post on the Tsinghua University side with some surprise.

But then he thought about it again and understood.

I guess he watched his granddaughter's game yesterday and is now preparing to give it his all.

On the other hand, Xiang Lang paid no attention to Zhou Juefeng, but instead carefully observed Mu Yun.

"His energy was fully restored, his spirit was clear and contained, and he walked with ease and composure, as steady as Mount Tai. This kid is indeed extraordinary!" Xiang Lang thought to himself in admiration.

No wonder Qin Yixiao told him to keep a close eye on him; he really is a promising talent.

If we can win them over, they will surely become a formidable general in the future!