After Charles left the arena, he faintly felt a gaze coming from the spectator stands not far away.
He suddenly turned his head, but all he saw were countless spectators wildly waving at him.
"This kid's perception is surprisingly sharp, I almost got discovered again." the mysterious figure in the white mask thought in astonishnt.
It wasn't just because of Charles's abnormal sensing abilities, it was also due to sothing Charles had said earlier, sothing he had heard a long ti ago.
"A weapon is an extension of the body, whether one can achieve this is the standard for judging if a person has truly mastered a weapon." A voice echoed in his ears, eerily calm, like an endless sky that could never be fully seen.
"Boss, I never expected to encounter a genius with the sa insights as you in a small place like Genosha, and he's only eighteen!" The mysterious figure in the white mask felt a surge of excitent.
His evaluation of Charles had just reached a new level!
Although this match didn't allow Charles to showcase his full strength, he could still observe Charles's combat awareness, style, and thods from his performance.
"He's a ruthless killing machine, preferring the most efficient and effortless ways to attack his opponents. Furthermore, when facing enemy attacks, he often doesn't employ large evasive maneuvers. This habit is like dancing on the edge of a blade, one wrong move could lead to disaster!"
The mysterious figure in the mask silently marveled at this thought. He pulled out his communication device and was about to edit a report about his findings in Genosha to send to the leader of the Ten Assembly, the "boss" he referred to.
However, upon glancing at the device, he found that a ssage had already co through.
[Don't linger too long in the Abyssal Depths, there are special circumstances happening in Sandringham that require your attention.]
The sender of the ssage was indeed the leader of the Ten Assembly, the strongest Beast Master in the entire Ethereal Grove, code-nad [One].
The mysterious figure in the white mask let out a silent sigh. He stopped editing his ssage and quietly looked up in Charles's direction, slowly saying:
"A life of constant busyness, who knew my attacks would be so effective against those monsters? It seems I'll have to wait, I'll discuss Charles's situation once things settle down."
...
Back in the area of the Genosha Cyber Academy, Charles looked around and noticed that Zachary had not returned yet.
"Is it still not over? It seems Zachary has improved his strength quite a bit lately, being able to fight Finn for such a long ti." Charles thought to himself.
Just then, a dejected Zachary walked back, his body bruised and battered.
Charles rely glanced at him without offering any words of comfort. Zachary was different from Jace, although they appeared sowhat similar in personality, Zachary was an extrely competitive person.
Perhaps it was because he was the son of General Mason of Genosha, a figure expected by many, which made his character quite strong, also aning he bore significant pressure.
"Take a little rest, we have another match coming up. It will either be the last match of the day or tomorrow morning when I'll face Wayne." Charles said slowly.
Instantly, Zachary, Camilla, and Luna turned their attention to Charles, looking at him with a strong sense of confusion.
Charles did not elaborate much. The initial matchups were random, and that should be without any issue. However, the subsequent matches would likely be mixed with so factors.
After all, they couldn't let Wayne from the Haunted Marsh enter the top sixteen of the winners' bracket and defeat nurous young geniuses from Genosha, could they?
If the subsequent matches were indeed completely random, then it wasn't impossible for Wayne to secure a spot to represent Genosha. If that happened, it would be quite the joke. Your journey continues at My Virtual Library Empire
To involve Genosha's own honor by allowing soone from another country to represent Genosha in battle against Kingston?
Thus, Charles could roughly infer that he would soon face Wayne in the upcoming matches.
Luna thought for a mont and quickly understood. Being the daughter of the iron-willed minister Nathaniel, she had been exposed to many political matters since childhood and was naturally aware of the intricacies involved.
"Charles, how do you know? If Wayne enters the losers' bracket, as a Level 5 Beast Master, he would definitely crush the other contestants." Camilla slowly asked, blinking her eyes.
Her mind might not be quick to grasp everything, but she trusted Charles's words without a hint of doubt, she was just curious about how he knew.
"Don't worry, there will only be one chance for a battle between Wayne and . After the match, he won't be able to continue fighting." Charles said slowly.
His tone carried a hint of anger that was hard to mask.
Zachary and Camilla could already imagine how disastrous Wayne's fate would be when he faced Charles.
"Oh, by the way, there's soone called Luma in the losers' bracket. His strength is quite good, so you need to be careful." Charles turned his head and said to Zachary.
In his assessnt, Zachary and Luma were evenly matched, and if luck was not on his side, Zachary might end up losing.
Zachary nodded in silence, the matches in the losers' bracket were his last chance.
If he couldn't secure a spot from the losers' bracket, he would be left behind by Charles for good.
Ti passed slowly, and once all the matches were over, the talented youths present welcod a brief rest period.
Many faces displayed a mix of nervousness and anticipation as they occasionally glanced up at the large screen in the stadium, hoping their next opponent wouldn't be too strong.
"Look! The matchup list is out!" a voice exclaid.
Charles slowly raised his head to look. When he saw the na of his opponent, a faint smile appeared on his lips, and a glimr of expectation flashed in his eyes.
Just as he had thought, his opponent for this match was indeed Wayne!
"Charles, Charles, look! It really is just like you said! You're so smart to guess this!" Camilla exclaid, her gaze full of admiration for Charles, resembling a starry-eyed fan.
Luna instinctively glanced at Charles, then scanned Camilla with her eyes. After a mont of hesitation, she finally spoke up:
"Charles, that's great."
When Charles heard Luna's words, he slowly turned to look at her, feeling that sothing was a bit off.
Luna was trying hard to maintain a calm expression, her gaze unfocused and scattered, clearly realizing that she didn't fit the sa mold as Camilla.
At this mont, in the area of Nova Academy,
Wayne looked at the matchup list on the big screen, a satisfied smile spreading across his face.
He silently glanced in Charles's direction, then stood up without hesitation and walked towards the restroom.
"Strange, is Wayne going to the restroom at this ti because he's too nervous about facing Charles?" soone murmured.
"Of course! No one can remain calm when facing Charles, he's Charles, after all!"
"I really envy the guy who faced Charles first and just chose to forfeit. He got a chance to take a photo with Charles! If only I had such luck!"
"Wait a minute, losing in the very first match doesn't sound like good luck, does it?"
"I'll ask you one thing: do you want to take a photo with Charles?"
"Absolutely!"
Clearly, the upcoming match between Charles and Wayne had captured everyone's attention.
The stadium, which was originally filled with spectators in every direction, saw many audience mbers leave their seats to crowd around the area where Charles would compete.
This led to the other arenas being sparsely populated, looking quite desolate.
"I say, let's go all out from the start and try not to waste ti. If we finish too late, we won't get good spots!" one competitor shouted to his opponent in the distance.
His opponent nodded vigorously and replied loudly, "Let's use our strongest move right from the start and settle this!"
Such scenarios were not uncommon. Luna and Camilla had already arrived at their own competition area, distractedly preparing as they thought about how to end their fight as quickly as possible to watch the match between Charles and Wayne.
"Lord Nathaniel, the match between Charles and Wayne hasn't even started yet, and there's already a commotion. People are almost getting into fights over the best spots!" a staff mber reported to Nathaniel.
Nathaniel sighed helplessly, he had never encountered such a situation before.
"Let's delay the match between Wayne and Charles for a bit. Once the other competitors finish, we'll have them fight in the center arena." Nathaniel simply arranged.
With the staff's efforts, the audience who received the news slowly dispersed, and those competitors who wanted to finish their matches quickly also abandoned their original plans.
However, this was not good news for Wayne, who had just co out of the restroom.
"I disagree, my match with Charles should proceed as planned. Changing the schedule requires the consent of both parties!" Wayne took a deep breath and expressed his refusal.
There was no special reason for his objection, he had just consud that orange-quality miracle drug in the restroom, which would enhance his strength. If the delay was too long, the effect of the drug might wear off, and he wouldn't be confident in defeating Charles anymore!
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