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?"

at how strong that

herself. Amanda's reply was short

"Yeah, I guess so"

be attracting

a response, Emma looked around. Noticing

guess he too is

a few rows next to them, Jin had his arms

Troy

that he had come here with the intention of

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

Amanda

makes you

last

that you've mentioned

any of Kevin's matches before. Unless

he watch Ren instead

"Huaaa!"

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

the fight is about to start. It looks like

...

news of my upcoming challenge had spread throughout the

was to

I was challenged publically, the

lunchtime, the arena was bustling with people. Even more shocking was the number of reporters present at

before entering the arena, I was

right now student Kevin Voss and Ren Dover are

*Sigh*

I shook

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

were

the next prodigy, blah, blah,

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

stronger humanity was, the safer they

Such attention was natural.

way towards the entrance of the arena grounds I was stopped by a man in black. A Lock emblem was on sewed on his

my uniform, "I'm wearing

not that. It's better

"Why's that?"

played a clip. More specifically, a live camera view of

look for

"Tss..."

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

resembled hungry wolves

"Where should I go?"

made

step to the side, the

see. Thank

man, I

after walking through a long narrow corridor, I arrived

-Clank!

Turning around and sensing my presence, a bitter smile appeared on

seeing you here

for gloating at someone else's

and taking out my

was prepared for

shorts, I paused

the point of you agreeing to every

are good

I retorted, "Stupid, if you want proper training dummies

had a special function that allowed people to fight against virtual

not replicate their fighting experience in full, they were much better than the students Kevin

were cannon-fodder after

not

"How so?"

is not

response, I once again