Coolest Girl in Town

It might have been hastily constructed, but the scale of the arena was beyond extraordinary. From the looks of it, it was not any shabbier than the arena for WWE tournaments.

Elise immediately spotted the dragonmoon grass lying next to the trophy. Her hands couldn’t help but itch at the sight.

In the ring, two muscled fighters were battling fiercely. Every move they made was meant to be decisive, not the slightest bit of restraint shown as they hurled attack after attack at their opponent.

The man leading Elise and the others brought them around the arena. As he led them around, he explained how the tournament worked. “The rules of the arena are simple—once you’re in the ring, you’ll be fighting one-on-one with your opponent. The one still standing ten minutes later is the winner.”

“Doesn’t that mean that someone needs to be beaten to the point that they can’t get up?” Danny asked naively.

He had just finished asking his question when the sound of someone falling over came from the ring.

Thump—

As one of the fighters collapsed, the other raised his arms in the air, having become the winner of this round.

“Who’s next? Who’s next?!” the man bragged madly as though he had limitless strength to draw on. It was as though anyone else who dared to step in the ring would be ripped into half by him.

Just as Danny was watching in stunned silence, Alexander brushed past him and walked straight toward the referee. There, he signed his name on the provided waiver before he calmly walked up the steps into the ring. Clad in a white suit, he looked like a prince right out of a painting under the lights shining down on him. He did not fit in at all with the arena with his majestic elegance.

To the audience, he just looked like he was going to be beaten into a pulp.

“Yet another guy to the slaughter!”

tsk, he’s so skinny; can he even

ma when those clothes get dirty

was unfazed as he stood in the ring. He didn’t even focus as he distantly watched his opponent rage and bellow. The man was a whole head taller than him and twice

bell, the man tossed his gloves aside and charged at Alexander,

the referee hastily

fist down as the bell rang, but before he could hit

His fist remained in the same position as they had been, poised to strike. After a full three seconds, he finally withdrew his fist. With his hands over his caved-in belly, the

had only

sound of the bell was still reverberating throughout the arena. Alexander was

up then to check the man’s injuries. Once he had ascertained that the hulking

was the

frail,

round! One

in the ring, his expression chilly. He simply looked in Elise’s direction and

the man out of the ring when the

for a seat with a better viewing

Alexander won

his streak of twelve wins. If

late to the ring. Just like the previous challengers, this opponent was a man. However, he had a fox mask over his

others before him. On the contrary, both Alexander and this man kept their distance with each other, circling the ring a

move to try and end the fight quickly. However, his opponent was nimble as