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 fuc-kheum, I mean Ren is.

coughed and corrected herself. Amanda's

"Yeah, I guess so"

fight seems to be attracting a lot of

a response, Emma looked around. Noticing

Jin's here too. I guess

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

Troy

here with the intention of observing

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

hesitation, Amanda replied,

makes you

last

you've mentioned

ever spectating any of Kevin's matches before. Unless he had a change of

he watch Ren instead of

"Huaaa!"

cheers coming from the arena grounds. Two

about to start. It looks

...

news of my

to be

was challenged publically, the news

it being lunchtime, the arena was bustling with people. Even more shocking was the number of reporters

I was able

student Kevin Voss and Ren Dover are being simultaneously

*Sigh*

to the reporter, I shook

Kevin being challenged every day, it was only natural that they were present. After all, every guild out there was

itself, they were all itching to

the next

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

was, the safer

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

I pointed at my uniform, "I'm wearing a student uniform, can't

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

"Why's that?"

played a clip. More specifically,

look

"Tss..."

forehead. In the video, tons of reporters waited with their microphones in their hands. Some used their phones

wolves waiting for their

"Where should I go?"

made for these kinds of

step to the side, the man

I see. Thank

I entered the

walking through a long narrow corridor, I arrived before the changing

-Clank!

around and

you

is what you get for gloating at

and taking out my

prepared

shorts, I paused slightly and looked at

the point of you agreeing

are good

want proper training dummies just practice

a special function that allowed people to fight against virtual

replicate their fighting experience in full, they

were cannon-fodder

just not

"How so?"

feeling is not

I once again