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"

seems to be attracting a lot

a response, Emma looked around. Noticing something,

guess he too is interested in

to them, Jin had his arms crossed.

nor Troy sat next

apparent that he had come here with the intention of observing

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

hesitation, Amanda replied,

makes you

last time when

now that you've mentioned

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

he watch

"Huaaa!"

coming from the arena grounds. Two youth's

about to start. It looks

...

time I arrived at Section G, the news of my

to

challenged publically, the news was bound

Even more shocking was the number of reporters present at the

arena, I was

right now student Kevin Voss and Ren Dover are

*Sigh*

to the reporter, I shook my head

all, every guild out there was salivating

presented itself, they were all itching

Dover, the next

been seeing on the papers and on the TV. Although it may not seem like much,

humanity was, the safer

Such attention was natural.

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

at my uniform, "I'm wearing

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

"Why's that?"

More specifically, a live

a look

"Tss..."

my forehead. In the video, tons of

wolves waiting for their

"Where should I go?"

path was specifically made for these

the side, the man opened a

see.

I

through a long narrow corridor, I arrived before

-Clank!

I soon spotted Kevin. Turning around and sensing my presence,

you here

what you get for gloating at someone else's

out my training

was prepared

on my shorts, I paused

the point of you agreeing to

are good practice

want proper training dummies

special function that allowed

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

were cannon-fodder

not the

"How so?"

the feeling is not the

I once again rolled my