Supremacy Games

As he walked through the Colosseum, many names flew by Felix's head...Some were cool, some were downright bad, but none clicked in his mind.

Just as he wanted to use a random name and be done with it, his eyes were attracted to a gift shop at the corner.

It was packed with spirits buying either take away gifts from their favorite fighters or cheering preps.

This scene made him come up with the perfect name.

'This should do.'

He wrote it down on the card and placed it inside his pocket...Then, he continued towards the heart of the Colosseum where the trials were being held.

A few minutes later...

As Felix stepped into the arena. It was a gargantuan circular stage made of ethereal crystals, shimmering with an otherworldly glow.

Its surface was smooth yet durable, built to withstand the intense battles that would unfold upon it.

The arena's periphery was enveloped by towering, translucent barriers that ensured the safety of the spectators while providing them with an unobstructed view of the exhilarating fights.

Seats, formed from the same crystalline material, cascaded upwards in tiers around the arena, accommodating thousands of spectators who came to feast their eyes on the spectacle of power and strategy.

At the center of the arena, the fighters platform stood elevated...It was where the spirit combatants clashed.

At the moment, it was packed with hundreds of spirit fighters, spread out across the stage, their bodies glowing with vibrant hues.

The colors were as varied as the spirits themselves. Some were ethereal yellow while others shimmered in a tranquil green that evoked the freshness of nature.

the spirits radiating with red and orange auras that held the majority. They were like living flames, their bodies

a brush on a

thrumming excitement of the Colosseum, nestled in their luxurious VIP booths, the city's richest

forms, glittering with hues of golden colors, leaned forward against the translucent

mused,

Iris," another spirit draped in golden hue agreed, "There are more than forty red spirits and most of them are previously known fighters. Haha, looks like I will be spending a fortune on

disdain, but all were engaged,

their marketplace, the fighters their commodities, and they, the elites, held

below had no intentions of paying three thousand Lumus as an entrance fee straightaway.Instead, their main goal was to give an amazing performance during

their entrance fee would be paid off in addition to receiving significant support from their sponsor to get stronger if they proved themselves to have the highest chance

the sake of entertainment, but at the same time, they

Lady Iris inquired as she eyed a lean muscular

responded, his voice

believe that he should be ready to represent our capital

but it's too soon to proclaim him as the winner." Madam Arabella smirked. "I have

you won't be picking anyone from this batch?" Lady

one has caught my eye to waste an entire sponsorship slot on him." Madam Arabella acted disinterested as

to

"We will see..."

Creek!

and everyone's attention was attracted to it. When they spotted the newcomer, all of them displayed startled

What are you doing here? I thought you aren't interested in such 'meaningless' fights."

rat struggle." Boss Alves responded with a cold tone as he sat down

came straightway to the

peers were taken aback by his response as they knew that Boss Alves was known for not

off, I wonder what