I am the boss of Sakaki

The sun was exceptionally strong on the day of the finals, and the arena was illuminated by spotlights as bright as day.

The stands were packed, even the aisles were crowded with people. Many trainers held up signs with "渡" or "N" written on them, but no one shouted "Come on" as loudly as in previous years.

This duel was so special that even the noise became a disturbance.

On the high platform, Sakaki leaned against the handrail. Although his fingertips did not move, his eyes were more focused than before.

The eldest grandmother put her crutches on the ground and smiled at Granny Long beside her: "It's been many years since I saw two children play in the finals."

Granny Long nodded, her eyes fixed on the two small figures in the audience. "To's Dragonite has a very strong aura. N's Zoroark is also good."

Adam stood in the center of the battle stage, his grip on the microphone tense, but his voice remained clear. "This Quartz Conference Finals—Contestant Du versus Contestant N! Both elves, please take the stage!"

Watari and N raised their hands almost at the same time, and the Poké Ball drew two arcs in the air and landed on the ground with a "click".

"Dragonite, go." Du's voice was lower than usual, but with unquestionable stability.

The white light dissipated, and the round Dragonite stood firmly, stronger than before against Qingci, and its scales shone coldly under the light.

The gym-level aura was like a heavy piece of iron, pressing down on the stone slabs on the table so that they sank slightly.

It tilted its head and looked at the opposite side, its four short legs standing straight, looking a little cute and funny.

N gently stroked the Poké Ball and whispered, "Zoroark, please."

A shadow flashed, and Zoroark landed on the stage, his fur still gleaming darkly, the tip of his tail sweeping across the ground.

Although the aura of the senior peak level was a bit weaker than Dragonite, it was more agile. Dragonite's figure was reflected in his eyes without any fear.

"Gym-level versus top-tier veteran... that's a pretty big gap." Someone in the stands murmured, "No matter how powerful Zoroark is, the level difference is there."

Xia Ka narrowed his eyes and said, "The outcome is still undecided. It's hard to say."

"The game begins!" Yuichiro shouted loudly.

Du raised his hand first: "Dragon, Dragon Claw."

Dragonite roared, wrapped its right claw with dragon energy, and rushed forward with its feet pushing off the ground. Its speed was not fast, and it was obvious that it was leaving room for maneuver.

N tapped his fingertips: "Zoroark, transform."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zoroark's body flashed and turned into a Dragonite!

It has golden scales, short legs and a round body, and even the tilted head posture is exactly the same, but its body size is smaller than that of the real Dragonite.

"It's this trick again!" There was a low cry from the stands.

Zhen Kuailong rushed halfway and saw that he was the only one standing on the opposite side, so he paused subconsciously.

Although it understood human nature, it had never seen anything like itself. Its dragon claws stopped in mid-air, and it was a little hesitant.

"Now, Shadow Claw." N's command was light, but as precise as timing.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the "fake Dragonite", and its right claw instantly wrapped with purple dark shadow energy. As fast as lightning, it struck the side of the real Dragonite!

"Kuailong, turn around!" Du's voice suddenly became deeper.

Dragonite reacted extremely quickly, twisting its body and taking the blow with its back.

With a dull "bang", Dragonite was shaken back half a step, and a small piece of the scales on its back was scraped off, but no blood was seen.

The gym-level defense is indeed solid, and coupled with the talent of a quasi-god, these are just minor injuries.

"Super fast!" Du struck while the iron was hot.

Dragonite's body turned into a streak of white light, instantly approaching Zoroark, and its tail swept across.

Zoroark had just transformed back to his original form and it was too late for him to dodge. He was hit in the chest by the tail and stumbled back several steps, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

"Zoroark!" N called softly.

Zoroark shook his head, and when he looked up, the ease in his eyes was gone.

It actually gathered strength by the force of retreating.

"Can you still fight?" Du raised an eyebrow, "Dragonite, Dragon Wave."

Dragonite opened its mouth, and light blue energy condensed in its mouth.

"Dark Blast!" N clenched his hands.

The energy around Zoroark shrank, and then exploded instantly.

Waves of darkness continued to spread.

Dragonite was startled and subconsciously retracted his feet to dodge. The dragon's wave deviated in direction and hit the protective net at the edge of the stage, exploding into a cloud of dust.

"This move." Shaka sat up suddenly, "I've never seen it before."

N didn't give Dragonite a chance to breathe: "Zoroark, continuous Shadow Ball."

Zoroark used the smoke and dust as a cover to condense three purple-black light balls in succession and smashed them at Dragonite one after another.

Dragonite flapped its wings and flew into the air, dodging the first two missiles, but the third missile flew past its wings, and the blast of air made it sway.

"Come down!" Du raised his hand, "Dragon Tail Slap!"

Dragonite swooped down, its tail whipping towards Zoroark with the sound of wind.

Zoroark didn't transform this time, but instead threw himself to the ground and forced his way out.

Dragonite's tail hit the empty space, and with a "bang" it cracked the tabletop.

Just as it was about to turn around, it saw Zoroark suddenly jump out, its claws heading straight for Dragonite's eyes!

"Dragonite, close your eyes! Hit it with your body!" Du shouted decisively.

Dragonite suddenly closed its eyes and slammed its huge body to the side.

With a "bang", it hit Zoroark.

Zoroark was like a thrown stone, hitting the protective net and bouncing back. He struggled a few times when he fell to the ground, but was unable to get up.

Its shadow gradually faded, and it lay on the ground, its chest heaving violently.

Yuichiro gripped the flag tightly, his voice trembling: "Zoroark... has lost his ability to fight!"

N walked over quickly, gently picked up Zoroark, put it back into the Poké Ball, rubbed his fingertips on the surface of the ball twice, and then looked up at Watari.

Wataru also took back Dragonite, and the Dragonite's Poké Ball spun in his palm. When he looked at N, his ears turned slightly red, but he didn't stiffen like before. He only whispered, "It's very strong."

N smiled, his eyes no longer calm, but brighter. "The same goes for your Dragonite."

There was silence in the stands for half a second, and then thunderous applause broke out.

No one was cheering, but it was more lively than ever.

Matsumoto patted the shoulder of the person next to him: "Did you see that? I'm only ten years old."

The person next to him retorted directly: "What? Are you trying to say that when you were ten years old, you were still playing in the mud?"

"Compared to others, there's a world of difference?"

Matsumoto rolled his eyes at him and said, "Fuck you, you're so awesome, come and compete?"

On the podium, Guiqisi raised his eyebrows at Xia Ka: "How is it? I hope you are not disappointed. This is only the first round."

Xia Ka stroked his beard, his eyes sparkling as he nodded: "Good boys, both of you are good boys."

Sakaki looked at the two young men standing opposite each other in the audience, as if he was thinking of the time when he and Ah Cheng competed for the championship and runner-up in the Quartz Conference.

The only difference is that he is the champion and Acheng is the runner-up.

Ah Cheng clenched his fists after watching Du win the first game.

Good job!

Just win the championship like this, my son!

You will make up for my regret!

Adam held the microphone, his voice tinged with laughter. "First match, Du wins! Please prepare for the next match."

Sunlight shone onto the battle stage through the spotlight. Du and N raised their hands at the same time and reached for the next Poké Ball at their waist.

The tension in the air remained, but there was something different. This was the unique respect and competition between two top talents.

Similarly, it is also the bond between the divine beast men.