That Psycho Yellow drove into the ground without even trying.
Tell me about it. Psycho Blue didn't break a sweat. Wait a minute. Of course. When they read our minds, they learned how we fight. The moves we make. The moves we're about to make. There's no way I can beat Psycho Blue.
There's no way you can beat Psycho Black.
I thought you had good news.
Don't you see? They want us to fight like this. Blue on blue. Red on red. But we have to make 'em fight like this. If we mix up the ...