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!”

skinny; can he

for your ma when those clothes get dirty

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

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

this, the referee hastily

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

froze on the spot. 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 man collapsed heavily to the ground. The

had only just finished

already fallen when the sound of the bell was still reverberating throughout the arena. Alexander was

to check the man’s injuries. Once he had ascertained that the hulking man could no longer stand, the worker got up and lifted Alexander’s

he was the official

and frail, but

round! One

expression chilly.

the worker next to him had only just dragged the man out of the ring when

with a better viewing angle before

won his

defending champion with his streak of twelve wins. If he defeated his next opponent, he would be breaking the arena

challenger was late to the ring. Just like the previous challengers, this opponent was

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

waning patience, Alexander made the first move to try and end the fight quickly. However, his opponent was nimble as he dodged all