Divine Might

"Gulp..."

Several gulps quietly sounded through the living room. Hearing the names Luo Yan and the others, everyone could not help but feel tense. To them, those names were like towering mountains blocking the road ahead, impossible to cross.

The recently concluded Orange Tournament had made the enormous gap between Elite Four Trainers and ordinary Trainers abundantly clear. It was not a difference that could be easily overcome with a few impassioned slogans.

After all, every one of those Elite Four Trainers possessed at least one Elite-class Pokémon. Their strength spoke for itself.

How arrogant would they have to be to think they could challenge Elite Four Trainers with their own non-Elite-class Pokémon? That would be nothing but overestimating themselves, especially after they had just been warned.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the living room turned grave. The air seemed compressed by an invisible hand, making everyone breathe carefully, afraid that the slightest mistake would shatter the deathly, oppressive silence.

Everyone's eyes were full of helplessness as they exchanged glances, seemingly waiting to see whether some chicken would jump out.

At that moment, some people could not help recalling Yu Hai's performance in the Orange Tournament. Yu Hai had plotted every move on the battlefield, constantly using schemes and tricks, exhausting every underhanded tactic.

Yet even so, he had ultimately failed to defeat Shingo's Elite-class Scizor with non-Elite-class Pokémon. He had only forced Shingo to concede voluntarily.

They searched their hearts and knew that they were far inferior to Yu Hai in both strength and tactical planning. How could they possibly speak of challenging Elite Four Trainers?

Seeing that everyone had fallen silent and tacitly accepted his arrangement, Yu Hai remained calm. It was exactly as he had expected. He swiftly took out three ordinary sheets of paper and