Chapter 281: Xiao Zhao's Technique

Ember fell on Miss Qun'er Wang, causing no serious injury, only a few shallow scorch marks, but successfully drew its attention firmly onto the Fire Rock Mouse.

The eyes that had turned red from frenzy now locked tightly on the Fire Rock Mouse's figure, and the leaf‑like hem of the skirt tightened slightly.

Seeing this, Gangshi immediately seized the moment and ordered in a deep voice: "Moonlight Eevee, keep the Strange Light Beam going! Don't let it lock onto the Fire Rock Mouse!"

Moonlight Eevee responded, its surrounding purple aura surged, a twisted Strange Light Beam swept out again, precisely enveloping Miss Qun'er Wang.

Affected by the Strange Light Beam, Miss Qun'er Wang's gaze scattered again, her attention was pulled back to Moonlight Eevee, and her steps unconsciously shifted toward Moonlight Eevee's direction.

Ming Yao followed closely, his tone urgent yet steady: "Suction Doll, Inner Focus, add more force!"

The Suction Doll's eyes glowed blue, an invisible force of mental power tightened and condensed, enveloping Miss Qun'er.

In an instant, Miss Qun'er Wang was attacked from multiple sides: the mind‑disrupting Strange Light, the motion‑restraining Inner Focus, and the Fire Rock Mouse watching hungrily, causing her a brief hesitation, and the skill she had been ready to unleash stalled for a moment.

"Good chance!" Huo La's eyes brightened, and he immediately turned to Huoxia, urgently asking, "Sister Huoxia, any Sedative left?"

"Yes!" Huoxia instantly raised her hand and pointed to a WoodenFrame at the edge of the battlefield, "It's over there; the Frame contains cloth bags wrapped with the medicine, and the dosage is doubled compared to before."

Huo La looked in the direction she indicated, then instructed Xiao Zhao beside him: "Xiao Zhao, you go! While Miss Qun'er Wang is distracted and her movements are limited, toss all these Sedative Packs over there; even if it can only knock her out for a minute, that's fine."

"Me?" Xiao Zhao's eyes widened in disbelief, his face full of incredulity, and he instinctively flinched back, "Can I do it? What if I miss…"

"Yes, you." Huo La's tone was firm, explaining quickly, "This spot allows precise throws, just me, you, and Ming Yao. Ming Yao is currently unable to move his hands, I must conserve strength and can't waste stamina, so I rely on you."

Xiao Zhao bit his lip, his eyes filled with hesitation, watching the raging Miss Qun'er Wang on the battlefield, cold sweat forming on his palms.

"Don't hesitate!" Huo La patted his shoulder, his voice encouraging, "Treat those Sedative Packs like Pokeballs, Miss Qun'er Wang as the Pokemon you need to capture, just throw them as you would a Pokeball! Trust yourself!"

Xiao Zhao took a deep breath, looked at Huo La's steady gaze, finally clenched his fists and nodded firmly: "Alright! I'm going!"

Xiao Zhao suppressed his Timidity, hurried toward that WoodenFrame.

He bent down and grabbed three cloth bags wrapped with Sedative, the bags were heavy, cool to the touch, and weighed about the same as a typical Pokeball.

Turning back to the battlefield, Miss Qun'er Wang was being bewildered by the Strange Light, her mind hazy, and the Inner Focus suppression made her movements stiff.

Xiao Zhao spread his feet shoulder‑wide, slightly bent his knees to lower his center of gravity, held a cloth bag in his right hand, replicating the usual Pokeball‑throwing stance.

He locked his eyes tightly on Miss Qun'er Wang's torso, the largest and easiest target, his fingertips whitened from the force, and in his mind echoed Huo La's words: "Treat it like a Pokeball, a Pokemon to capture."

After a brief adjustment, Xiao Zhao suddenly straightened, thrust his arm forward, rotated his wrist precisely, and the first Sedative Pack flew out in a clean arc, "Snap!" it landed accurately on Miss Qun'er Wang's torso.

The cloth bag burst instantly, purple liquid soaked Miss Qun'er Wang, emitting a strong medicinal odor.

Without waiting for her reaction, Xiao Zhao immediately tossed the second and third bags, his motions continuous and precise; the two bags hit her left and right shoulder‑neck areas, coating them fully with the medicine.

The whole throwing sequence flowed like clouds and water, showing no trace of his usual timidity, clearly the result of long‑term Pokeball‑throwing practice.

"Got it!" Xiao Zhao felt a surge of joy, stepped back a few paces, clutching the remaining Sedative Packs, nervously watching the scene, his palms still tingling from the throws.

"Don't stop, keep going!" Huo La's voice carried over the incense scent from afar, his tone urgent.

Xiao Zhao dared not delay, immediately bent down to grab more Sedative Packs, alternating hands to throw, his movements becoming ever more practiced and precise.

In an instant, dozens of cloth bags arced toward Miss Qun'er Wang, the battlefield filled with an increasingly strong medicinal fragrance, purple liquid forming a thin mist around her, causing even Moonlight Eevee and the Suction Doll to shake their heads, their gazes growing hazy, clearly drowsy from the scent.

Miss Qun'er Wang's eyes, once red from frenzy, gradually lost their color, their sheen vanished, her movements grew slower and heavier, the leaf‑shaped hem sagged weakly, and the power behind each swing drained rapidly.

She shook her heavy head, emitting a low, weak cry, her voice full of fatigue, and the restless Grass-type energy around her gradually calmed.

Gangshi and Ming Yao, seeing this, did not rush to withdraw Moonlight Eevee and the Suction Doll, but instead watched her condition more vigilantly, fearing any laxity might trigger another frenzy.

Yet after a few seconds, Miss Qun'er Wang's legs could no longer support her body; her torso swayed slowly a few times, and finally with a heavy "thud" she knelt heavily to the ground, knees striking the earth with a dull sound, her eyes closed completely, breathing becoming steady and long, sinking into a deep coma.

"Great! Xiao Zhao, you're amazing!" Huo La's eyes flashed with brilliance, his tense nerves eased slightly, no longer hesitant, he forced his still slightly floating body to stride quickly toward Miss Qun'er Wang.

Though his steps were still a bit unsteady, he whispered to himself, "Dai Oqi Xisi, this time you better step up, don't drop the chain."

The words just fell in his mind, and Dai Oqi Xisi's cold, indifferent voice seemed to echo beside his ear, with a hint of impatient certainty: "Don't worry, I won't let you die. At most you'll be in a coma for a few more days afterward, which is better than you being blown up by energy backlash."

With Dai Oqi Xisi's promise, Huo La's hanging heart finally relaxed, he inhaled deeply, slowly raised his right hand, and without hesitation placed it on Miss Qun'er Wang's icy forehead.

The moment his fingertips touched, a surging torrent of energy burst forth like a breached dam, raging into his limbs and bones through his palm.

Instantly he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, a painful "Ah!" escaped, cold sweat covered his forehead, his face turned as pale as paper.