The Author's POV

Ten minutes before Ren and Kevin's matches were about to start, section G, upper rows of the arena grounds.

"Amanda! Over here"

Waving in Amanda's direction, Emma patted the seat next to hers.

Spotting Emma, Amanda sat next to her. With a drink in her hand, Emma asked.

"How many times today?"

"Five"

"Five? Too little, last time it was six, this time I'm betting on seven"

What Emma was referring to was how many fights Kevin will have before lunch break ended. Last week, in the span of an hour, he was challenged a whopping six times.

This time, Emma bet that he would be challenged seven times.

Having learned her lesson, she naturally did not bet any money.

Stretching her arms upwards, Emma yawned.

"Huaaamm...man, watching Kevin fight is always entertaining, don't you agree?"

"Yes"

Amanda nodded her head.

With how good Kevin was, watching his fight was both entertaining and enlightening. There was much to learn from him.

This was why it usually attracted a lot of people.

"Just the way he moves and how he fights, you never get bored of it. Especially since he always holds back. Kind of feel bad for his opponents"

Clenching her fists, Emma's eyes became bright.

"Still, I'm not planning on getting left behind"

Burping out loud and casually tossing the drink in her hand, Emma recalled something.

"Burp...Right, that guy is also fighting"

"Ren?"

"Yeah, him"

At the mention of Ren's name, Amanda's interest piqued a little.

She had already seen him fight once before, back in the after-party. Despite only having seen a fraction of his true abilities, Amanda never forgot that moment.

'Will he use the sword art or skill from back at the after-party? The fast one?'

All she remembered was a blur.

However, it left a deep impression on her. It was so fast that even Elijah wasn't able to catch a glimpse of it.

Was he going to use the skill or art he used to beat Elijah back then?

Amanda wanted to know.

"Who was his opponent again?"

With her arms crossed, Emma frowned. She had no idea who Ren was fighting. After a while, she shook her head and gave up.

"Eh, I can't seem to remember his name"

"Do you know anything about him?"

"Nah not really, from what I've heard, his rank is in the top fifties so he shouldn't be too bad"

"Top fifty?"

curious at how strong that

coughed and corrected herself. Amanda's reply was short and

"Yeah, I guess so"

be attracting a lot

response, Emma looked around. Noticing

Amanda! Jin's here too. I guess he too is interested in

few rows next to them, Jin had his arms crossed. His full attention

Troy sat next to

come here

asked, "Do you think he's here

hesitation, Amanda replied,

makes you

last time when

now that you've mentioned it, you're

before. Unless he had a change of heart,

watch Ren

"Huaaa!"

Emma mid-sentence were the loud cheers coming from the

is about to start. It

...

arrived at Section G, the news of my

was to

publically, the

being lunchtime, the arena was bustling with people. Even more

arena, I was able to hear a nearby reporter

is being reported that right now student Kevin Voss and Ren Dover are being simultaneously challenged to a

*Sigh*

reporter, I shook

were present. After all, every guild out there was salivating to know more

itself, they were all itching

Dover, the next prodigy, blah,

papers and on the TV. Although it may

was,

Such attention was natural.

grounds I was stopped by a man in black.

"I'm wearing a student uniform, can't

it's not that. It's better if

"Why's that?"

More specifically, a live camera view

look

"Tss..."

that had accumulated on my forehead. In the video, tons of reporters waited with their microphones in their hands. Some used their phones

hungry wolves waiting

"Where should I go?"

specifically made for these

step to the side,

I see.

man, I entered the

through a long narrow corridor, I arrived before the changing rooms

-Clank!

Turning around and sensing my presence,

seeing you

you get for

out my training

prepared

I paused slightly

the point of you agreeing to every

good practice

eyes, I retorted, "Stupid, if you want proper training dummies just

that allowed people to fight

it could not replicate their fighting experience in full, they were much better than the

cannon-fodder after

not the

"How so?"

feeling is

his response, I once again rolled