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 fuc-kheum, I mean

coughed and corrected herself. Amanda's reply

"Yeah, I guess so"

to be

Emma looked around. Noticing something,

I guess he too is interested in

next to them, Jin had his arms

nor Troy

had come here with the intention of observing

"Do you think he's here

hesitation, Amanda

you

last

now that you've

Jin ever spectating any of Kevin's matches before. Unless he had a change of

why would he watch

"Huaaa!"

mid-sentence were the loud cheers coming from the arena grounds. Two youth's appeared on the

is about to

...

Section G, the news of my upcoming challenge had

to be

was challenged publically, the news was bound

Even more shocking was the number of reporters present at

was able to hear

that right now student Kevin Voss and Ren

*Sigh*

to the reporter, I shook my head and

challenged every day, it was only natural that they were present. After all, every guild out there was salivating to know

were all

Dover, the next prodigy,

TV. Although it may not seem like

stronger humanity was,

Such attention was natural.

I was

uniform, "I'm wearing a student uniform,

It's better

"Why's that?"

More specifically, a live camera view of the

look for

"Tss..."

my forehead. In the video, tons of reporters

hungry wolves waiting for their

"Where should I go?"

path was specifically made for

step to the side, the man opened a

I see. Thank

I entered

walking through a long narrow corridor, I arrived before

-Clank!

I soon spotted Kevin. Turning around and sensing my presence, a bitter smile

seeing you here

for

down and taking out my

prepared for

shorts, I paused slightly and looked at

the point of you

good

if you want

had a special function that allowed people to fight against virtual models of

full, they were much better than the students

were cannon-fodder

just not

"How so?"

feeling is

response, I once again rolled