Supremacy Games

15 minutes later...

Felix was currently sitting on a bench, watching two teams, each standing at the far end of the arena.

His memories were quite fuzzy on the bloodliners names in this tournament, except for one, who left a long-lasting impression in his previous life. The rest were absolutely strangers in his eyes. Though, he still remembered which teams won and lost, and who made it to the finals.

Just like he remembered, the first teams to fight were The Waltons vs. Alabama Team. The tournament placement on this one remained the same even in this time-line, as for the rest? They were completely different.

The juniors standing in the arena, wearing white and blue uniform outfits were the Alabama team. They won the 3rd qualifiers tournament while losing two members in the process.

One was badly hurt, not physically but mentally by an ability, forcing him into an indefinite coma while the other straight out died. This left two empty spots, which were given to a family that only had two bloodliners.

Meanwhile, the Walton team was standing at the opposite side, wearing an outfit mixed with medium blue and yellow. The same colors Walmart stores were known for.

That's right, the famously Walmart chain belonged to them! They were one of the richest families in the world. Their wealth far surpassing both the Maxwells and the Hiltons combined!

Though, having a good affinity and awakening had nothing to do with wealth. Them having only 6 bloodliners further highlighted this point.

"Felix, who do you think will win?" Olivia sat next to Felix and said, "I watched the Alabama team before, and their captain element is the same as yours."

"Find out by yourself. They are about to start." He replied while staring at the host of this tournament, leaving the arena after giving an introduction about the two teams.

Olivia stopped bothering him after seeing so as well.

....

"Captain Oliver, are we going to use synergy A or B?" A teenager with a mohawk haircut asked a red-bearded man, appearing to be in his middle twenties.

"Let's go for B." Oliver smiled confidently at Micheal the vice-captain, and said, "We will save the best for the best."

"You heard him." Micheal clapped his hands twice and said, "Get in your positions, and don't you dare screw it up! We need to win under two minutes and show our dominance!"

"Yes, Vice Captain!" After shouting their response, everyone spread out in the arena, standing apart from each other and circling the captain and the vice-captain of the Walton Family.

stood in a unique formation, four were in front, two in

countdown on the screen was about to hit zero, the

once, and a small wind whirl was manifested under his feet, lifting

wire manifested from the tip

to the point it was

team all used

projectiles, while another made his head glow in red color, enforcing

a

take even two seconds

by their opponents. However, they were still confident that their formation was better, as it relied on a full team moving as one, instead

uprooted from their minds after Oliver rushed into the middle of their ranks while still mid-air, and started creating the same mini tornados under the feet of their

Ahhh!, Agh!

too close to the edge of the arena were instantly lifted mid-air, just

Thud! Thud!

of them laid out cold without moving an inch while the other

the Alabama team shouted while looking at the unmoving bodies of

of a battle?" Oliver's sarcastic voice invaded

above them. He was a

the three other melee-form bloodliners in his team, they were

their abilities might be useless against Oliver, the same couldn't be said against the

team to focus on Oliver

on the many buffs on Oliver, his ranger teammates' attacks weren't going to harm him now. However,

an average football field. Thus they had to sprint for a while to reach the end of it where the Walton team members were still

to dodge

when the situation was clearly getting deteriorated, Oliver still had a confident smile on

three made it to the end of the arena, they split up, each went for a specific target. The captain kept on going forward aiming at Micheal, who was standing in the middle of the formation all by

to bite him. He knew that one bite was all it takes to seal the deal. However, instead of seeing

Whoosh!

wind could be heard behind Luke akin to something heavy

by the sudden sound, he turned his head, and what came

the sight, as his teammates in the arena all stopped whatever they were doing and kept gazing slack-jawed at Oliver's

and the