That single fight was enough to burn fear into everyone watching.
For a moment, the arena stayed completely silent.
"FUCK! DID YOU SEE THAT?!"
"HE ONE-SHOT HIM!"
"I KNEW GRAY WAS A GENIUS... BUT DAMMNN!"
The audience instantly went nuts, to the point that a few leaned so far forward they almost fell into the arena.
The dust had not even settled when heavy footsteps echoed from the other side of the arena.
CLANG!
A tall figure stepped forward, dragging a massive greatsword behind him.
The blade scraped against the ground, throwing sparks as he walked.
His grip tightened around the handle, his muscles standing out as he lifted the weapon and rested it on his shoulder.
"Isn't that Senior Rodrigo from the 2nd year!?"
"Ohhh, that muscle-brained guy that was said to have strength higher even than the 3rd years?!"
"I wonder how he'll go against Gray!"
Crack!
Rodrigo rolled his neck once and stared straight at Gray, his teeth clenched, as his eyes burned with anger and pride.
