"Aagh..."On this bright morning, it feels sad to see the face of a young man with his mouth about to devour the pillow.A soldier received orders to take Zeion to the competition area, but what he saw was rather repulsive."Oh my, I can't believe I have to wake up someone like this! Is he really the great fighter in this competition?"Ignoring that, his job remained his job.Quickly, he shook Zeion's body, saying, "Hey, wake up! Get up..."With reluctance, Zeion's eyes opened, staring at a very unfamiliar face with great seriousness."Huah..." He instantly jumped up, screaming."Why are you so startled?" the soldier asked in surprise.Zeion's eyes still blinked, as if he forgot to say something."Never mind, quickly get ready! The competition will start soon! You have to prepare for the fight! I'll wait for you outside the room, when you're ready, come out immediately..."Still confused by what just happened, Zeion's eyes then turned towards the bed, especially towards the pillow tha

It looks very impressive; many would assume that Izmo was using teleportation magic, but in reality, it was just a movement that reflected the wind's motion. Moving smoothly and then delivering a sudden attack.Seeing that technique, from head to hand, they exclaimed in amazement. Zeion spontaneously assumed that it might be a technique capable of injuring him too."It turns out in the competition there are also those who rely on techniques like this, no, I who don't quite understand the workings of the existing conditions!"That broad-looking back would soon be wounded by her sword, confidently poised to strike."With this, you will lose...""Heh..." Tacora carved a proud smile instead.Suddenly everyone was surprised by Tacora's courageous action of spinning his body; this movement caught Izmo off guard. It was impossible for her to stop the sword's momentum; all she could do was continue sliding at high speed to defeat her opponent.But that wasn't the right choice. With Tacora's b

People were instantly stunned by the current scene. Zeion, who was thought to have been defeated, was still able to stand. However, his legs seemed to tremble with labored breaths, sweat pouring profusely from his body."Heh... so you still dare to show yourself like that! But do you think this will end easily?" Jungko's chin lifted with gleaming eyes, starkly different from Zeion's dim gaze.Not only was his stomach pounding, but the throb of his heartbeat within his body was so intense. His eyes were focused on Jungko's body.Dug..."Why is this? My hearing feels much duller than before..."Cheers and everything around seemed more quieter, only his heartbeat continued to pump as if it wanted to explode.Jungko didn't need to wait; now it was better for him to initiate the attack. Running at high speed, his legs began to be enveloped in a tremendous flow of energy."You may still be able to stand before, but now I'll make sure you won't be able to stand again! Sorry, but I'll be the

Knock! Knock!Two knocks on the door made the person in the room immediately turn around, the sound of the door opening revealing eyes locking in a deep gaze."It's you, apparently!"The greeting sounded unfriendly, Zeion's face also turned towards the front.Mily was puzzled by this cold attitude, from the beginning she felt she had done nothing wrong.At this time, her best choice was to ask, "How are you? Are you feeling alright now?""Yes! Now I'm not too bad!" Zeion's gaze spontaneously turned towards Mily. "Before this, I was starving and got into a fight with that man, I thought I would die from my weakening body..."Mily became slightly aware that Zeion's suffering might also be partly her fault.Zeion then added, "Being a prisoner is very difficult! Just to eat will be seen as an attempt to escape..."It became clearer this all started with his decision to be in the mining."I'm sorry," Mily replied, ignoring his gaze."It's okay, it's not truly your fault! I was careless fir

Not much different from before, after walking together with Mily, Zeion had to be in the waiting room with the other fighters.Every inch of the location was observed it seemed as if some people were still there and others had gone."So out of the many participants, only 6 remain! Is this the final match after this? No, perhaps there must be another match to determine the first position...""Whoah..."In the arena, cheers were so loud, they were so excited as the referee entered the field."Thank you to those of you who still have the spirit to attend this match! Now we are in the semi-final round, after this, we will determine who will advance to the final battle! Of course, there will only be one fighter who will earn the title of the winner..."The shouts of the audience increased.Without further ado, the referee and the soldiers quickly announced who would fight that day.One by one names were drawn from a jar, and they were arranged specifically. The participants could only wait