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?"

strong that fuc-kheum, I mean Ren

Emma coughed and corrected herself. Amanda's reply was

"Yeah, I guess so"

seems to be attracting a lot of

response, Emma looked around.

Jin's here too. I guess he too

his arms

Arnold nor Troy sat next to

had come here with the intention of observing the

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

Amanda

makes you

wasn't here last time

you've

before. Unless he

why would he watch Ren

"Huaaa!"

cheers coming from the arena grounds. Two youth's appeared on

fight is about to start. It

...

Section G, the news of my upcoming challenge had spread throughout the

to

challenged publically, the news was bound to

arena was bustling with people. Even

the arena, I was able

and

*Sigh*

to the reporter, I

all, every guild out there was salivating to

the opportunity presented itself, they were all itching to know more

the next

had been seeing on the papers and on the TV. Although it may not seem like much, for humans, another prodigy

humanity was, the

Such attention was natural.

I was making my way towards the entrance of the arena grounds I was stopped by a man

uniform, "I'm

better if

"Why's that?"

man took out his watch and played a clip. More specifically, a live camera view of the entrance

look for

"Tss..."

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

wolves waiting

"Where should I go?"

was specifically made

to the side, the

I see.

man, I

long narrow corridor,

-Clank!

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

seeing you

for gloating at someone else's

out my training uniform, I quickly got

was prepared for

shorts, I paused slightly and looked

what's the point of you

good

my eyes, I retorted, "Stupid, if you want proper training

special function that allowed people to

experience in full, they

were cannon-fodder

not

"How so?"

feeling is not

response, I once again rolled my