"Good Luck!" Rhea said as I got up for the battle, "Thank You." I said even though I don't need it. The opponent of mine is average, he is just someone with the Level 1 Inheritance strength.
To the other place of the Continent, this strength would be something but in this competition, it is just as average strength.
Tap!
I walked out of the participant area, just as I did, a man in a black suit standing by the entrance tapped on my back lightly. I nodded him thanks before walking away.
The man in the back suit is King Level powerhouse, and what he just was just added small energy protection on me, which would save me for any fatal attack that came under.
Soon I reached the Arena and found myself face to face with a bald teenager about the same age as mine.
He is fully armored and has a black Saber by his waist which looked quite beautiful compared to the plain cutter Ive by my waist.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!