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,

corrected herself. Amanda's reply was

"Yeah, I guess so"

seems to be attracting a lot

response, Emma looked around. Noticing something,

look, Amanda! Jin's here too. I guess he too is interested in the

his

nor Troy sat next to

had come here

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

Amanda replied,

makes you

here last time when

you've

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

would he watch Ren

"Huaaa!"

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

about to start. It

...

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

was to

that I was challenged publically, the news was bound to spread

the arena was bustling with people. Even more shocking was

before entering the arena, I was able to hear

student Kevin Voss and Ren Dover

*Sigh*

I shook my head

they were present. After all,

presented itself, they were all itching to

the next prodigy,

all I had been seeing on the papers and on the TV. Although

stronger humanity was, the

Such attention was natural.

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

my uniform, "I'm

not that. It's better if

"Why's that?"

clip. More specifically, a live camera

look

"Tss..."

my forehead. In the video,

resembled hungry wolves waiting

"Where should I go?"

this path was specifically made for

to the side, the man opened

I see.

man, I entered the

walking through a long narrow corridor, I

-Clank!

Turning around and sensing

you

is what you get for gloating at someone

my training

was prepared for it

on my shorts, I paused slightly and looked at

what's the point of

are good

if you want

had a special function that allowed people to fight against virtual models

experience in full, they were much

cannon-fodder

just not

"How so?"

the feeling is not the

his response, I once