The Rise of a Master: It Starts With Rejection

"Fatso, are you sure you're going to jump to conclusions before the fight even starts?" Melissa said. Though Melissa had a point, Nala couldn't help but remain fixated on the mysterious Billy.

She turned her gaze back toward him, curiosity gnawing at her. Honestly, she couldn't see anything extraordinary about the man bundled up in a heavy winter coat.

His aura clearly marked him as someone in the Pulse Realm, so why was everyone so convinced that Ocean was doomed?

When the names were announced, she finally learned that the opponent's name was Wally Ortiz. It was an odd name, to say the least.

"Die!"

As the match began, Ocean showed no intention of holding back.

This was his first fight, and he was determined to make an impression. He needed to demonstrate the brilliance of the second family of Dragonia and pave the way for future triumphs.

Just as he was about to strike, the crowd collectively gasped. Ocean froze, sensing something was terribly wrong, but it was already too late.

Wally had somehow appeared behind him without a sound. With a casual lift of his right hand, he effortlessly grabbed Ocean's arm.

"Impressive speed, but do you really think this is enough to defeat me? Not a chance!"

Though startled, Ocean's training as a martial arts artist, along with his instincts, kept him composed. However, what happened next shattered his confidence.

his horror, he realized

like wildfire. It felt like he had been plunged into the deepest, most frigid layers of a tundra.

fast

shared the same thoughts as Nala. Speed like that was far beyond what someone in the Pulse Realm should be capable of. Either Wally had used a secret technique, or he was hiding his

forehead... It's

startled cry drew everyone's attention. How could a person freeze like that in the middle of a

far from Arena One, Felix was on his way back to the resting area when he noticed the battle in Arena

the Lone Paragon is truly

displayed were nothing short of bizarre. To

"I..."

something was terribly wrong. He tried to move his mouth to concede defeat, but even forming a single syllable was

less than five seconds. He was frozen in the exact pose

"No!"

roared in outrage.

martial arts competition, every participant signed an agreement and stamped their fingerprints to acknowledge

Either they admitted defeat

themselves, or victory was

their responsibility, as the risks had been clearly stated when they

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that moment, Wally released Ocean's arm and moved to stand in front of him. The crowd erupted in shock when Wally