The Author's POV

Chapter 81

I am not outstanding

If we exclude the fact that I practiced a five-star manual, nothing about me was outstanding.

Not my stats

Not my physique

Not my skills

Compared to Kevin who had a system aiding him all the times, or the other main characters who had every resource they could ask for, I had nothing.

...I wasn't blessed by the 'plot armour' like the protagonists were

Everything I got was through shedding blood sweat and tears. I gained everything that I got by either putting my life on the line to get it or by sacrificing something important.

I had to make due with what I had.

When facing an opponent like Alex who had a lot more combat experience than I had, and moreover set a handicap to myself, I had to fight using everything that I had available at my disposal.

Thus I chose to fight a mental battle.

Since I knew that despite being weaker than me, Alex had more experience than me, I chose to beat him mentally.

Everything started with our first clash. Right when I broke his nose using the scabbard of my sword.

That's when the mental beatdown started...

By winning the very first clash, I had already started setting the tone of the battle.

The confidence he had since the beginning of the fight had now diminished, and what replaced it was both shock and anger.

It was always pride.

Having read many novels with arrogant young masters, I knew that for prideful individuals like him, just a small loss was enough to influence their actions.

...and I was right.

From that point on his attacks started becoming more predictable and his emotions started to influence his decisions.

I than preceded to block his every attack.

With every thrust or stab of his spear, one of my rings would continuously block his every attack.

The more he attacked the more he realised he couldn't do anything. He was helpless...

Once again, his confidence took another hit and self doubt started to set into his mind.

Frustration, annoyance, rage, impatience

As those emotions started to set into his mind, with every minute the fight continued, he became sloppier.

His weak mentality led to his loss.

The opening I created with my rings could've easily been spotted if he had thought about it carefully.

With him being someone who had fought many battles before, he should've easily spotted it.

However, because of how unstable his mental state was, he ignored that scenario and went for the win.

He fell for such an obvious trap and I capitalised on it.

Staring at Alex who was on the ground passed out, beneath my feet, a strange feeling surged from within me.

'So this is how it feels to win, huh?'

I wasn't outstanding

didn't need to be

didn't need the plot armour to

didn't need to take all the cheat

I needed to do was polish what I had, and make due

-Uaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

boisterous cheers from the crowd resounded throughout

"Fuuuuuu..."

a deep breath, I basked in the

don't dislike this

on the floor

the duel

-Uaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

cheers resounded across the stadium

"Ren"

"Ren"

"Ren"

parents cheering with the crowd. Even my father, who

odds, after having fought for 5:46 minutes, Ren Dover managed to defeat Alex Cloudburm. A renowned ranked prospect brought by our very

big screens of the arena, everyone saw Martin expresionesly staring at the arena. No

Almost as if what had happened had nothing to

back to me, the host

that created massive headaches for his opponent

the big screens,

foot outside of the arena, my mother appeared

"Ren!"

so fast, the moment she hugged me, it felt as if all the air had been knocked out of me and I took two steps

"okhhh..."

okay? Are

my mother patted my body all over to check for any

hurt more than whatever Alex did throughout

"I'm fine"

flexed my arms and reassured her I

"That's good..."

my mother looked at me curiously

did you

question, my

tell her that this world was based on a novel I created and that I took advantage of my knowledge as

come up

you forget what

mother fell into deep

the best academy in the human domain, but you suddenly went from G rank to F rank in less than 3

said makes

rank. Me suddenly jumping a

"Where's Nola?"

only pretend to be ignorant about her question and shift the topic towards

father in the

my mother played along with it. To which I was

about what I went through to get as strong as I was now. But it still wasn't

them

Maybe one day...

...

city, Northern district, 5:00

room, two individuals sat facing each other. Sitting on one of the sofas, Martin with his head held down, recounted the

"...and that's what happened"

up. He didn't dare utter another word. This wasn't out of choice. it was out of the innate fear he had towards the man that was sitting

"So Alex failed, huh"

gray hair and light

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