I am the boss of Sakaki

"Who would dare to oppose him in this situation?" Yan Kai shrank his neck, his voice as soft as a mosquito's hum, his fingertips gripping the metal edge of the armor, the cool touch could not suppress the hot sweat on his back.

Kaluni didn't respond, but just shook her head slightly and glanced at the corner of the stands.

There was a man in a suit who had just cursed "traitor" in a low voice. As soon as he finished speaking, two members of Team Rocket in black combat uniforms walked out from the shadows behind him. Their movements were as light as cats, and they held his arms on the left and right.

Just as the man was about to struggle, one of them raised his hand and pressed on the back of his neck. He went limp as if all his bones had been pulled out, and was half-supported and half-dragged away by the two men. Even the chair was not moved at all, as if he had never existed.

"Really? Then you object?" At this moment, a cold voice seemed to sound in Yan Kai's ears.

“Of course… not!!”

Yan Kai suddenly came back to his senses, and when the words came to his lips he realized that something was wrong. He swallowed the word "yes" back and changed it to a firm denial.

He covered his mouth, his eyes widened like bells, and he turned his head stiffly to look at the platform.

Sakaki was still standing there with his left hand in his suit pocket. He clearly wasn't looking at him, but Yan Kai was certain that the rhetorical question with a special meaning just now came from his mouth.

Is it telepathy?

Or is this venue full of eavesdroppers?

Cold sweat trickled down his temples, and Yan Kai's hands, gripping the armor, were shaking as he replayed the moment just now over and over again in his mind.

If he had been half a second slower, he would have been the one carried away.

"I will never talk nonsense again in this life..." He kept repeating to himself frantically, even taking small breaths, for fear of attracting any more attention.

"Don't be in a daze." Cocobul's voice suddenly rang in his ears. The old man gently touched his boots and said, "Look at the venue."

There was no noise, no conflict, and no one even exclaimed.

Those who "shouldn't speak" disappeared silently in the crowd like fallen leaves blown away by the wind. Those who stayed either bowed their heads in silence or continued to cheer, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

"It's so terrible..." Yan Kai's Adam's apple rolled, and he finally understood the other meaning of Kaluni's words "The people's hearts are armor."

Beneath this armor lies an iron fist that can silence all dissenting voices.

On the podium, Sakaki seemed very satisfied and nodded slightly.

After all, he is not Damalanchi and doesn't like long speeches.

Without saying another word, he turned and walked towards the black velvet chair in the center of the platform.

That was the seat of the new alliance president, half a meter higher than the seats of previous alliance presidents, with a huge "R" engraved on the back of the chair.

When he sat down, Mewtwo slowly landed behind him, like a silent guardian.

"Next, please welcome the New Four Heavenly Kings of Kanto!"

Mikoli's voice sounded at the right time, breaking the brief silence.

The beam of light in the center of the venue suddenly split into four, falling in the four directions of east, west, south and north respectively.

The first to show up was Kikuko.

She was still the same, wrapped in a black witch's costume, holding a black umbrella in her hand, and slowly walked out of the shadows.

When the black umbrella landed on the ground, more than a dozen purple shadows suddenly crawled out from the ground.

It was Gengar's shadow clones. They circled around Kikuko and turned into black smoke that merged into her clothes. The children in the front row shrank back in fear, but were held down by the adults around them: "Don't be afraid, it's Master Kikuko."

There are already many wrinkles on Kikuko's face. I'm afraid it won't be long before she will be called mother-in-law.

"Kikuko is clearly a champion-level Ghost Master." Kokobul narrowed her eyes. "How dare she be so willing to settle for the throne of the King?"

Before he finished speaking, a young man in blue tights walked out from the light column on the east side. He had handsome eyebrows and eyes. It was Qing Mao.

As soon as he stood still, Suicune in the center of the field walked over on ice crystals and rubbed the back of his hand gently with his head.

Qing Mao smiled and raised his hand, touching the top of Suicune's head. Suicune growled softly, and the halo around his hooves spread out. Suddenly, a circle of water curtain emerged at the edge of the field, like a transparent barrier.

"Is this... Suicune has recognized his master?" Genji clicked his tongue. "This young man looks even younger than Cheng, doesn't he? I'm so envious."

Ah Cheng thought to himself, brother still has a giant Dragonite.

Not envious.

If anyone is envious, it should be you.

In the light column on the west side, Kona walked out wearing white ice boots, and the hem of her skirt was embroidered with snowflake patterns.

As soon as she stood firm, the Articuno in the sky folded its wings, landed on the icicle behind her, and let out a clear cry.

Kona raised her hand, and Articuno flapped its wings, blowing out a stream of cold air. An ice rose appeared. She raised her hand and threw the rose into the air. Articuno opened its mouth and sprayed out a freezing beam. The beam passed through the rose and exploded in the air into ice chips all over the sky, like fine snow.

"Articuno... would actually cooperate with her in doing something like this?" Doracena's eyes widened, and she couldn't help but mutter, "These three look like they're under 20. Do they really have the strength of a superstar?"

Only the light column on the north side was still empty. Shiba stood there, scratching his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

He was wearing a white martial arts uniform, with his chest exposed, and a red belt around his waist. There were no mythical beasts around him, nor any fancy moves. Compared with the other three, he looked particularly plain.

There were even some people in the stands laughing quietly.

However, Sakaki did not explain anything for him.

Sheba doesn't need it.

And later, if that doesn't work, capture two martial arts bear masters for him.

On this side, Xiba scratched his head, and suddenly his eyes lit up and he grinned.

He took a half step back, stood with his feet shoulder-width apart, and clenched his fists at his sides, a standard martial arts starting gesture.

"boom--!!!"

There are no elf moves, just pure physical strength.

The stone slab under his feet suddenly groaned under the weight, cracks bursting out like spider webs, followed by a loud "crack", and the ground sank directly into a huge pit with a diameter of more than three meters. The gravel flew into the air and was blocked by the telekinesis barrier released by Mewtwo, and fell into a small pile at the edge of the pit.

The whole place fell silent instantly.

Those who were laughing just now shut up, and Yan Kai even subconsciously touched his armor.

His metal armor, specially made for Kalos, weighs as much as three adults, but if it were hit by Xiba's punch, it would probably be no different from paper.

"This... this is a humanoid elf?" Genji swallowed hard, nearly dropping the canteen in his hand. "He could have dug such a huge hole with just his physical body... Near-King level? This must be King level, right?"

Kokobul's eyes lit up. "What a good seedling, no, what a good child!"

Even Kaluni was not that important to him.

Xiba dusted off his hands and grinned towards the stands. All the embarrassment disappeared, leaving only open confidence.

Just after the Four Heavenly Kings’ performance, a row of light spots suddenly lit up at the edge of the venue.

They are the gym leaders of Kanto.

Ma Zhishi stood at the front, still wearing the half-military uniform, but he looked a lot stronger, and was spinning a Poké Ball in his hand.

As soon as he stopped, Lei Gong ran to his side, his golden mane rubbing against his arm, and the lightning at the tip of his tail crackled, but it didn't shock him at all.

Xia Bo followed behind, with some cigarette ash on his white beard. Yan Di walked over from the center of the venue, nudged the back of his hand with his head, the flame on his neck flickered, and he actually handed a small flame to Xia Bo, as if lighting a cigarette for him.

There are also Lightning Bird and Moltres.

"Ma Zhishi has two, Xia Bo has two... They are not gym leaders at all, they are clearly champions..." Yan Kai murmured, but did not dare to make any more comments, just watched obediently.

But when the last figure walked out of the light column, even Mewtwo raised his head slightly.

He was not young at all, and he came slowly, holding a little wild boar in his arms.

But as soon as he stood still, the twelve second-level gods in the venue shuddered and dared not look him in the eye.

"Liu Bo?!" Kokobul, who had met Liu Bo before, suddenly stood up, his eyes wide open, "He actually came out."

Master level.

Liu Bo on the field seemed not to hear the discussions, but just slowly raised his hand.

As soon as his fingertips moved, a thin layer of ice suddenly formed at the edge of the field and spread along the ground towards the center. When passing by Reggieice's feet, even the ice pillar subconsciously moved to the side for fear of being touched by the ice.

Liu Bo tapped the wooden stick lightly, and the ice retreated silently, as if it had never appeared.

There was no divine beast accompanying him, and no fancy moves to perform, but just this slight movement made all the second-level gods in the audience hold their breath. Even Mewtwo withdrew his telekinesis, as if he was paying respect to an elder.

Yan Kai looked at the Four Heavenly Kings and Gym Leaders on the field, at the Level Two God who was trembling with fear of Liu Bo, at Sakaki sitting on the high platform and Mewtwo beside him, and finally understood everything.

The king of Guandong was never proclaimed. He suppressed dissenting voices with an iron fist, suppressed legends with strength, and built an impenetrable fortress with the hearts of the people.

Who dares to object?