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

corrected herself. Amanda's reply was

"Yeah, I guess so"

to be

around. Noticing something, she pointed towards her

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

them, Jin had his arms crossed. His full attention was towards

Troy sat next

was apparent that he had come here with the intention

you

hesitation, Amanda

you

last time

you've

did not see Jin ever spectating any of Kevin's matches before. Unless

why would he watch Ren

"Huaaa!"

the arena grounds. Two

fight is about to start. It looks

...

the news of my upcoming challenge had spread

was to be

challenged publically, the news was

with people. Even

entering the arena, I was able to hear a nearby reporter

and Ren Dover are being

*Sigh*

I shook

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

itself, they were all itching to know more

the next prodigy,

past few days, that's all I had been seeing on the papers and on the TV. Although it may not seem like much, for humans, another prodigy popping

was,

Such attention was natural.

my way towards the entrance of the arena grounds I was stopped by a man in black. A Lock

at my uniform, "I'm wearing a student

It's better if

"Why's that?"

watch and played a clip. More specifically, a live camera view

look

"Tss..."

had accumulated on my forehead. In the video, tons

hungry wolves

"Where should I go?"

was specifically made for these kinds of

step to the side, the

see.

the man, I

a long narrow corridor, I arrived before the changing rooms

-Clank!

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

you

what you get for gloating at someone

out my training uniform, I quickly

prepared

I paused slightly and looked at

the point of you

good

want proper

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

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

were cannon-fodder

not the

"How so?"

feeling is

his response, I once