I am the boss of Sakaki

The makuhita wrestler looked at Fujishu pitifully.

Fujiki still refused to give up and shouted to the Makuhita wrestler, "Don't be discouraged, Makuhita wrestler, use the cross chop technique!"

The makuhita raised his swollen palm and looked at it, then raised his palm in despair and pointed it at Boskodora.

Then, he pulled his body forward and rushed forward, chopping Boskodora hard.

Followed by the muffled sound again.

The makuhita wrestler looked at his palm which was swollen beyond recognition and shed tears uncontrollably.

It's not a trait of perseverance, it doesn't matter, it just bursts into tears.

This palm was so swollen that it could even be said to have caught up with the palm of its evolved form, the Iron Palm Warrior!

Fujishu was already crying at this time, "Don't cry, don't give up, show some perseverance!"

"Wow, Makuhita Ryuki."

Sakaki felt a headache when he saw this little brat and this little makuhita wrestler like this.

She started crying before she even started.

Facing the pointing and criticizing of people around you.

Sakaki glared and gave an order to Boskodora, "Use collision, but be careful."

Boscodora shook his head helplessly, then moved forward and made a light collision.

He directly carried the makuhito away.

Seeing this, Fujishu burst into tears and held his head.

Sakaki has given up and doesn't even bother to coax this little brat.

As for the people around, they originally wanted to point fingers at something.

But under Sakaki's slightly cold gaze, they all shuddered involuntarily, and then left in a hurry.

I feel like this place is weird.

Wait until everyone who has come here has left.

After a while, Fujiki must have been tired of crying, or maybe he saw that Sakaki had no intention of comforting him, so he just calmed down.

As for children, just leave them alone and they will stop crying after a while.

Sakaki said to Fujiki without mercy: "Are you done crying? After crying, can you take me to the Butou Town Gym?"

Fujiki looked at Sakaki carefully with his tear-red eyes, and finally, as if he had recognized the reality, he sighed and said something harsh to Sakaki.

"Don't look down on the young and poor. One day, I will defeat you."

Sakaki nodded perfunctorily, "Okay, okay, I believe you. You can take me away now."

Fujiki was really numb, he really witnessed Sakaki's indifference and ruthlessness.

"I admit my defeat. Come on, I'll take you there."

"Thank you for your hard work." Sakaki still looked unmoved, making the little Fujishu feel like he was hitting cotton.

Fujishu gritted his teeth and said, "If you challenge my dad, be careful or he'll beat you to pieces."

Sakaki urged Fujiki forward, and then said, "Well, well, he beat me up, just like you."

When Fujishu thought about how he had just been bullied, tears welled up in his eyes again.

But Sakaki still ignored him, leaving him helpless.

And this little guy was trustworthy and indeed brought Sakaki to the Butou Town Gym.

Coincidentally, there happened to be a trainer from the Kanto region who, like Sakaki, had successfully completed the challenge and walked out triumphantly.

Touki sniffed and was about to push the door open when the gym door was suddenly pushed open from the inside.

A purple-haired young man wearing sunglasses walked out arrogantly, and the red and white Poké Ball-shaped pendant on his chest shone brightly in the sunlight.

"Hey little brat, you're blocking the way!" The young man raised his foot to kick the vine tree, but Sakaki quickly pulled the child behind him.

As a result, the opponent failed to control his momentum and crashed into Sakaki's chest, knocking his sunglasses crooked.

"Hey, hey, don't you have eyes when you walk?" The hedgehog-headed trainer poked Sakaki's chest with his index finger, "Do you know who I am? I just defeated the gym leader of Butou Town!"

"If you don't want to die, get out of here! You rubbish from Hoenn, your champions are being beaten by our Oak champions? Why don't you just keep your heads down when you meet us?"

Sakaki stood there motionless, with a wrinkle on his suit jacket.

He raised his hand to hold down the young man's finger that was poking his chest, and his knuckles made a teeth-grinding sound: "I can tell you're from Kanto, but why are you so uneducated?"

"Didn't your family teach you when they came out?"

"You bastard, let me go, do you fucking know who I am?" The young man was gasping in pain but still yelling, "I am the strongest in Vermilion Leaf City—"

A Poké Ball on his waist opened automatically, and a senior-level Charmeleon jumped out of it.

He attacked Sakaki directly, which was indeed a bit arrogant.

Even more extreme than Sakaki.

However, Sakaki didn't take any action at all. He even didn't understand how this guy, with his senior-level strength, could win the gym competition?

How do you have eyes?

Why would Guandong let such a person out?

Stuffed money?

Then, the Poké Ball on Sakaki's waist opened automatically, and the huge body of Boskodora appeared again.

After blocking the duck-billed fire beast, it suddenly opened its bloody mouth.

The deafening roar of metal set off a wave of air, and the flames of the duck-billed fire beast were instantly extinguished. The young man fell down on the gravel ground at the entrance of the gym, and shouted angrily:

"Asshole, you're looking for death! The Platypus will kill them!"

The duck-billed fire beast in front of him rushed towards Boskodora again.

However, the battle was over faster than Fujiki could blink.

When the jet of flames from Charmeleon was split into sparks by Boskodora's thick tail, the young man was shaking so much that he could not hold the Poké Ball steadily.

The final blow didn't even hit the opponent - Boskodora simply stomped his feet, and the cracked ground shook the duck-billed fire beast away to a tree ten meters away.

"Monster, monster..." The young man crawled away, with the tip of the duck-billed fire beast's tail still stuck on the tree branch and shaking.

After a long while, he sneaked back, secretly took back the duck-billed fire beast, and then fled away in a panic.

It was a bit embarrassing and a bit shameful.

This made Sakaki's eyes even colder.

Fujiki's mouth opened for a long time, and he realized how powerful Sakaki was.

At this moment, the wind chimes under the eaves of the gym suddenly rang, and a tall man with a beard walked out with his arms folded, and the boxing championship belt on his chest sparkled in the sun.

"Dad!" Teng Shu was about to run over, but the man raised his hand to stop him.

The Fighting Gym Leader's gaze was weighing on Sakaki like a weight: "The vibration just now... was it caused by your Steel-type Pokémon?"

He untied his belt and threw it away. The steel belt was deeply embedded in the ground. "Defeating that loser is not a skill. Do you dare to fight me in a real fight?"

"So Mr. Fujiwara gave it to him on purpose?" Sakaki suddenly understood Fujiwara's thoughts, or rather the thoughts of the Hoenn Alliance.

Wouldn't it bring shame to Kanto to let such a person take office?