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?"

I'm actually curious at how strong that fuc-kheum, I mean Ren is. What

coughed and corrected herself. Amanda's reply was short

"Yeah, I guess so"

seems to be

such a response, Emma looked around. Noticing something, she pointed towards her

too. I guess he too

to them, Jin had his arms

nor Troy sat next to

he had come here with the intention of observing the

and asked, "Do you think he's here for Ren's

Amanda replied,

you think

here last

you've mentioned

not see Jin ever spectating any of Kevin's matches before. Unless he had a change of

watch

"Huaaa!"

the loud cheers coming from the arena grounds.

is about to

...

the news of my upcoming challenge had spread throughout

to

was challenged publically, the news was bound to

was bustling with people. Even more shocking was

entering the arena, I was able to hear

that right now student Kevin Voss and Ren Dover

*Sigh*

I shook my

natural that they were present. After all, every guild out there was

that the opportunity presented itself, they were all itching

Dover, the next prodigy, blah,

few days, that's all I had been seeing on the papers and on the TV. Although it may not

stronger humanity was, the

Such attention was natural.

I was stopped by a man in black. A Lock emblem was on

at my uniform, "I'm wearing a

that. It's better if you don't go

"Why's that?"

took out his watch and played a clip. More specifically, a live camera

a look

"Tss..."

cold sweat that had accumulated on my forehead. In the video, tons of reporters waited with their

resembled hungry wolves waiting for their

"Where should I go?"

specifically made for these kinds

step to the side, the man opened

I see. Thank

man, I entered the

through a long narrow

-Clank!

changing room I soon spotted Kevin. Turning around and

seeing you

you get for gloating at

down and taking out my training uniform,

was prepared

I paused slightly and

what's the point of you agreeing

are good practice

"Stupid, if you want proper training dummies

special function that allowed people to

experience in full,

cannon-fodder after

just not the

"How so?"

the feeling is not the

his response, I once again rolled my