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?"

actually curious at how strong that fuc-kheum, I mean Ren

herself. Amanda's reply was short

"Yeah, I guess so"

be attracting a lot of

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

Jin's here too. I guess he too

next to them, Jin had his arms crossed. His full attention was towards the arena

Troy sat next

that he had come here with the intention of observing the

asked, "Do you think he's here

Amanda replied,

makes you think

last time when Kevin

that you've

matches before. Unless he had a change

why would he watch Ren instead

"Huaaa!"

the loud cheers coming from the arena grounds.

fight is about to start. It

...

G, the news of my

was to be

the

Even more shocking was the

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

being reported that right now student Kevin Voss and Ren Dover are being simultaneously challenged to a duel. Their opponents

*Sigh*

to the reporter, I shook my head

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

were all itching to know more about

the next prodigy, blah,

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

humanity was,

Such attention was natural.

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

I pointed at my uniform, "I'm

not that. It's better if you

"Why's that?"

and played a clip. More specifically, a live

look for

"Tss..."

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

wolves waiting for their

"Where should I go?"

this path was specifically made for these kinds of

a step to the side,

see.

man, I entered

long narrow corridor, I arrived before the

-Clank!

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

seeing you here

for gloating

my training uniform, I quickly got

was prepared

my shorts, I paused slightly and looked

the point of you agreeing to every

good practice

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

function that allowed people to

their fighting experience in full, they were much better

were cannon-fodder after

just not

"How so?"

the feeling is

response, I once again