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 Ren is.

Emma coughed and corrected herself. Amanda's reply

"Yeah, I guess so"

to be attracting

Emma looked around. Noticing something, she pointed towards her

look, Amanda! Jin's here too. I guess he too

to them, Jin had his arms crossed. His full attention

Arnold nor Troy sat next

he had come here with the intention

asked, "Do you think he's

hesitation, Amanda

you

here last

that you've

matches before. Unless he had a change of heart, he came here to watch Ren

watch

"Huaaa!"

Emma mid-sentence were the loud cheers coming from the arena grounds. Two youth's appeared on

about to start. It looks like Ren's

...

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

was to

was challenged publically, the news was

people. Even

I was able

student Kevin Voss and Ren Dover are being simultaneously challenged to

*Sigh*

the reporter, I shook my

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

the opportunity presented itself, they were all itching to know more about

the next prodigy, blah, blah,

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

humanity was, the safer

Such attention was natural.

was stopped by a man in black. A Lock emblem was on

my uniform, "I'm wearing a

It's better if

"Why's that?"

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

look for

"Tss..."

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

hungry wolves

"Where should I go?"

specifically made for these kinds of

the side, the

I see.

man, I

narrow corridor, I arrived

-Clank!

the changing room I soon spotted Kevin. Turning around and

you here

you get for

my

was prepared for it

on my shorts, I paused

point of you agreeing

are good practice

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

allowed people to fight against virtual models of

in full, they were much better

were cannon-fodder after

just not the

"How so?"

is

once again rolled