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. What

herself. Amanda's reply was short and

"Yeah, I guess so"

be attracting

a response, Emma looked around. Noticing something, she pointed towards her

I guess he

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

Arnold nor Troy sat next to

was apparent that he had come here with the intention of observing the

looked at Amanda and asked, "Do you think he's here

Amanda replied,

makes you think

wasn't here last time when Kevin

that you've mentioned it, you're

spectating any of Kevin's matches before. Unless he had a change of heart, he came here to

why would he watch Ren instead

"Huaaa!"

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

the fight is about to start. It looks like

...

the time I arrived at Section G, the news of

to

the

people. Even more shocking was the

the arena, I was

student Kevin Voss and Ren Dover are being simultaneously challenged to

*Sigh*

the reporter, I shook my head

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

the opportunity presented itself, they were all itching to know

Dover, the next prodigy, blah, blah,

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

was, the safer

Such attention was natural.

I was stopped by a man in black. A

pointed at my uniform, "I'm

better if you don't go

"Why's that?"

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

look for

"Tss..."

my forehead. In the video, tons

wolves waiting for

"Where should I go?"

path was specifically made for these

the side, the man opened a small

see. Thank

I

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

-Clank!

and sensing my presence, a bitter smile appeared on

you

get for gloating at

down and taking out my

was prepared for it

on my shorts, I paused slightly and looked at

what's the point of you agreeing to

good practice

if you want proper

VR machine had a special function that allowed people to fight

replicate their fighting experience in full, they were much better than the students

were cannon-fodder

just not the

"How so?"

the feeling is not the

I once again rolled