The journey to King's Arena was filled with a mixture of anticipation and excitement. Everyone, dressed in their battle attire, chatted happily as they made their way through the bustling streets. The sun was high in the sky, casting a golden hue over the town as they approached the grand entrance of the arena.King's Arena was an imposing structure, towering above the surrounding buildings. Its massive stone walls were adorned with intricate carvings of legendary battles and mythical creatures, telling tales of valor and glory. The entrance was guarded by towering statues of ancient warriors, their stony gazes seeming to challenge those who dared to enter.As they stepped through the grand archway, the students were greeted by the roar of the crowd. Thousands of spectators had gathered, filling the stands that circled the arena. The air was thick with the sounds of excited chatter, cheers, and the occasional roar of approval as a well-known competitor made their entrance. Colorful b
The land was covered in thick ice, frozen and unfit for human survival. The temperature here could freeze boiling water in a matter of seconds! The landscape stretched far and wide, a vast, white desert. Jagged mountains rose up, their peaks lost in the clouds. Everything was cold and still, with no sign of life.In the distance, a tall structure stood alone. It was far away, but it was the only thing that broke the endless expanse of ice and snow. It looked ancient, made of dark stone, and seemed to reach up to the sky.A lone figure walked toward the structure. He wore a long, brown coat that flapped in the wind. The coat was thick, but the cold still bit at him. His steps were slow and heavy, his boots crunching in the snow. The wind howled around him, but he kept moving forward. It was none other than Carson, Clarissa’s brother.“Sigh, it has been almost a week now since those bastards revealed my location,” Carson said disappointedly. If it wasn’t for the disturbance of the Blood
Carson looked at Raptor with evident confusion on his face. He frowned and asked, "Are you telling a joke?"Raptor snorted. "I'd rather destroy a planet in my free time than tell a joke to a mortal.""But that is impossible. How is William his son? Are you sure you are not making a mistake?" Carson asked. His question wasn't meant to underestimate or insult William in any way. He had seen William fight to protect Clarissa and his mother, and even witnessed him using blood magic, a very rare element. With all this, how could he underestimate William?However, despite all that, he couldn't believe that William was the son of such a powerful god.He pondered this matter for a few seconds but still couldn't come to a conclusion. He looked at Raptor and asked, "You have found him. What should I do now?"Raptor didn't respond verbally. Instead, he made a scroll appear in the air and handed it to Carson.Carson unwrapped the scroll and read what was written on it.After reading, his eyes wid
The crowd's murmurs and excited chatter filled the arena as the match began. Conversations buzzed around, with many spectators discussing the unexpected developments and betting on the outcome. The air was electric with anticipation, and every corner of the arena was alive with the energy of eager fans, all waiting to see what would unfold."Do you think contestant 18 stands a chance against Donald?" a young woman asked her friend, her eyes wide with curiosity."I'm not sure. Donald has a reputation, but contestant 18... he doesn't look like much," her friend replied, leaning forward in anticipation."Who is he anyway?" an elderly man questioned, turning to his neighbor. "I've never heard of him before today.""Me neither. He doesn't look like someone who can take on Donald," the neighbor responded, his tone filled with doubt and skepticism.Kate smirked when she heard the whispers around her; it brought her great hope that Donald would deal with William and humiliate him. She reveled
"I’ve been going easy on you, Donald, to show how much of a weakling you are. Now it’s time to show them just how weak and pathetic you are," William declared in a calm voice, but his tone was very cold, causing Donald to flinch a bit.He couldn't help but wonder where William's sudden boldness had come from. It was as if a switch had been flipped, turning the usually cautious William into a confident warrior. This newfound boldness intrigued Donald, but at the same time, a wide grin appeared on his face. All he wanted to do at this moment was to beat the confidence out of William and make him beg for his life. The anticipation of crushing his opponent's spirit filled him with a savage glee that he could barely contain."You are not the only one holding back in this fight. I won't hold back any longer either," Donald said.Then he began sprinting towards William, swinging his sword, ready to chop off William's neck with one clean slash.CLANG!BOOM!The usual clang sound as William bl
At the arena, the current scene had everyone riled up. Some spectators couldn't help but stand in anticipation.Timeime seemed to slow down as William’s fist, covered in powerful flame magic, flew towards Donald. The air crackled with energy, the heat from William's magic palpable even to those in the stands. Donald, already mid-air, had no chance to evade the impending strike. His eyes widened in fear, a look of sheer terror plastered on his face as he realized the futility of his actions. On the other hand, William wore a cold smirk. His confidence was unshakable, his eyes glinting with a fierce determination that sent shivers down the spines of those watching.BOOM!The sound of a powerful force pushing a body echoed across the area.Following the sound, Donald’s body was sent flying like a ragdoll. He landed on the ground, luckily inside the battle arena, but he was badly injured. Blood spurted from his mouth as he began coughing violently, his body convulsing from the immense pa
Donald was dragged to his seat by the staff of King's Arena because he was too weak to walk on his own. As they hauled him to the clinic, he couldn’t help but glare at the broad back of William, who walked back to his lovely wife.A deep realization of the contrast between himself and William dawned on him.Now he knew that he was leagues beneath William.He realized he wasn’t as strong as he thought he was.He realized he had been wrong about himself for ages.Was he ever better than William? Was William only pretending to be weak to humiliate him today? Has everyone always been wrong about William? He asked himself as his vision went blurry and he lost consciousness.The crowd kept cheering as William gallantly walked back to his stand.Kate was still looking at William as though she had just seen a ghost. Her eyes did not move from his body even as he arrived beside his wife and gave her a peck.On the other hand, since the crowd was watching William reach his seat, they saw him ki
**Starkcom Hotel**Clarion could be seen walking out of the hotel, looking stunning as always. She wore a sleek, elegant dress that hugged her figure perfectly, and her hair flowed in waves around her shoulders. She strolled towards her pink Bugatti gracefully with a calm smile on her face, her heels clicking softly against the pavement.Nevertheless, before she reached her car, two huge figures pulled up behind her, dressed in black and wearing thick black shades.“Excuse us for a minute, Lady Clarion,” one of them said, drawing her attention and causing her to look in their direction.While their heights and figures were imposing, Clarion didn’t make a fuss or tremble; she stared at them with a calm smile as though it was another girl like her.“What?” she asked calmly, one of her eyebrows lifted in a questioning manner."We have some questions we would like you to answer,” they replied.Clarion frowned at them; she did not understand why they were asking such questions. "Is this