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?"

strong that

herself. Amanda's reply was short

"Yeah, I guess so"

seems to be attracting a lot of

response, Emma looked around. Noticing

here too. I guess he too is

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

Troy

apparent that he had come here with

"Do you think he's here for Ren's or

hesitation, Amanda replied,

makes you

last time

now that you've mentioned it, you're

see Jin ever spectating any of Kevin's matches before. Unless he had a change

would he watch Ren instead

"Huaaa!"

from the arena grounds. Two youth's appeared on the stage

fight is about to start. It looks like

...

at Section G, the news of my upcoming

to

that I was challenged publically, the news was bound

Even more shocking was the number of

before entering the arena, I was able to hear a

Kevin Voss and Ren Dover

*Sigh*

reporter, I shook my head

challenged every day, it was only natural that they were present. After all, every guild out there was salivating to know more about

that the opportunity presented itself, they were all

Dover, the next prodigy,

all I had been seeing on the papers and on the TV. Although it may not seem like much, for humans, another

was, the

Such attention was natural.

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

pointed at my uniform, "I'm

It's better if you

"Why's that?"

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

a look for

"Tss..."

the cold sweat that had accumulated on my forehead. In the video,

hungry wolves waiting for their

"Where should I go?"

this path was specifically made for these kinds of

the side, the man opened a

see.

I entered

after walking through a long narrow corridor, I

-Clank!

around and sensing my presence, a bitter smile appeared on

you here

get for gloating at someone else's

and taking out my training

was prepared

shorts, I paused slightly and looked at

point of you agreeing

are good

if you want proper

function that allowed people to fight against virtual

could not replicate their fighting experience in full, they were much better than the

were cannon-fodder after

just not the

"How so?"

feeling is

response, I once again rolled