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?"

curious at how strong that fuc-kheum, I mean

herself. Amanda's reply

"Yeah, I guess so"

seems to be attracting a lot

Emma looked around. Noticing something, she pointed towards her

Amanda! Jin's here too. I guess he too is

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

nor Troy

here with the

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

hesitation, Amanda

you

here last time

you've mentioned

did not see Jin ever spectating any of Kevin's matches before. Unless he had

watch Ren

"Huaaa!"

mid-sentence were the loud cheers coming from the arena grounds.

to start. It looks like Ren's

...

time I arrived at Section G, the news of my upcoming challenge had

to

was challenged publically, the

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

before entering the arena, I was able to hear

Voss and Ren Dover are being simultaneously challenged to a

*Sigh*

to the reporter, I shook my head and

present. After all,

itself, they were

next prodigy, blah, blah,

seeing on the papers and on the TV. Although it may not seem

was, the

Such attention was natural.

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

my uniform, "I'm wearing a student

better

"Why's that?"

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

look for

"Tss..."

In the video, tons of reporters waited with their microphones in their

resembled hungry wolves waiting for

"Where should I go?"

path was specifically made for these kinds

step to the side, the

I see.

the man, I entered

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

-Clank!

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

you

get for gloating at

down and taking out my training

was prepared for

I paused

the point of

are good practice

if you want proper training dummies just

machine had a special function that allowed people to fight

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

were cannon-fodder after

not

"How so?"

feeling is not

once again rolled my