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?"

how strong that fuc-kheum,

herself. Amanda's reply

"Yeah, I guess so"

to be attracting a

a response, Emma looked around. Noticing

guess he too is

few rows next to them, Jin had his arms crossed. His

Troy sat next to

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

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

Amanda replied,

you

here last time when

you've mentioned

Kevin's matches before. Unless he had a change of heart, he

would he watch Ren

"Huaaa!"

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

is about to start. It

...

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

was to

I was challenged publically, the news was bound to

people. Even more shocking was the number of reporters

the arena, I was able to hear a nearby reporter

and Ren Dover are being

*Sigh*

reporter, I shook

After all, every guild out there was salivating to know more about Kevin and his unrivaled

the opportunity presented itself, they were all

Dover, the next prodigy,

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

stronger humanity was, the safer they

Such attention was natural.

arena grounds I was stopped by a man in black. A

"I'm wearing a student

that. It's better if you

"Why's that?"

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

a look

"Tss..."

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

hungry wolves waiting for their

"Where should I go?"

specifically made for these kinds

the side, the man opened a

I see. Thank

the man, I

a long narrow corridor,

-Clank!

changing room I soon spotted Kevin. Turning around and sensing my

seeing you here

get for

taking out my training uniform, I quickly got

prepared for

paused slightly

what's the point of you agreeing

are good practice

my eyes, I retorted, "Stupid, if you want proper training

special function that allowed people to fight against virtual models

experience in full,

were cannon-fodder after

not the

"How so?"

feeling is not

once