Clovis and his group stood in front of Erwin and his teammates. They were glaring at each other as if they had picked out their targets.
The tension was rising, but this was still inside the lobby. It wasn’t the place for them to solve their doubts.
"To think that we would have the opportunity to test our might so quickly… I don’t know whether to thank the competition or not." Erwin harrumphed.
Clovis also didn’t know what to say. After all, whoever won this match would fight in the semifinal. Even if they lost, they still had a chance for third place.
On the other hand, the loser would definitely lose everything. Top 8? No one really cared about the top 8 since it only represented a single match in the main competition.
Clovis said, "Well, you should thank them. You might lose before we meet if not for this arrangement."
"!!!" The people in Erwin’s group reacted. Two of them stepped forward as if they didn’t like that statement, while another one only frowned.
"Hahaha! You have a big mouth, just like mine." Erwin laughed.
Tarkan, his best friend, rolled his eyes while thinking, ’So you know that, self-conceited bastard?’
Erwin shook his head helplessly and said, "Even if I defeat you in this match, how about setting up a small party in a restaurant? I’ll pay for it."
Jay only rolled his eyes as if he didn’t care about it. The others remained calm as though they had gotten used to hearing such a thing. And the result would be the same. They would claim yet another victory here.
"That’s good. But it would be better to move it after the competition is over so as to focus on the semifinals and final. Besides, I’m generous enough to give you one day to let out all the tears you’re going to shed after losing to me." Clovis shrugged.
Erwin and Clovis looked at each other before laughing.
"Hahahahaha! This is the first time that I have found someone with the same humor as me." Erwin laughed out loud. After a while, he calmed down and extended his hand. "I’m truly glad to meet you in this competition. Let’s settle this in the arena and there won’t be any hard feelings no matter the result."
If this was anyone else, Clovis would never take their hand. For example, if Aileen was the one who offered this handshake, Clovis knew that Aileen had multiple hidden intentions.
First of all, the invitation to a party was just her way of forming a good relationship and potentially inviting him back to their city.
However, it was different for Erwin. This self-conceited man was saying it out of his pride.
It was because of that pure intention that Clovis shook his hand firmly.
"No hard feelings." Clovis nodded.
Erwin smiled. He took a step back and turned around. While walking away with his group, he waved his hand without looking back. At the same time, he said, "Their match is about to end soon, so I better go to my position. Let’s compete fairly, Clovis and the friends from Libation Fiesta."
Clovis watched his back until he disappeared into the corner. He couldn’t help but sigh. "It seems that we’ll have some trouble."
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"What do you mean?" Kanaria asked.
"He is strong. I don’t think I will be able to win against him so easily. At the same time, Tarkan is not the only brain of the group. That Erwin is a crafty type as well… We might end up finding something unexpected during our match." Clovis’s expression turned grim.
"So, are you scared?"
"Of course not. We’ll win." Clovis shook his head and walked toward their own position.
As Erwin said, the match only lasted for twenty minutes. Obviously, the Eight Swords claimed their victory.
Once they were done, the arena was immediately tidied up for the last match of the day.
The atmosphere inside the stadium had changed greatly. A burst of excitement shook the entire stadium.
Shion shouted, "This is it. I know that you have been waiting for this match, the greatest match of the day.
"We both already know the strength of the seeded group as well as our dark horse. Who will win? Who is stronger? Who can outsmart their opponent?
"We can only see it in the match. Are you excited?"
"Uooohh!" The people’s cheers echoed inside the stadium.
Mayor Revan was watching the arena with a pale face as this was a moment of truth.
If they won this match, the path to glory would be opened wide.
"I can hear your excitement from here. In that case, without further ado, let’s call our participants. On the west side…" Shion raised her hands. The drums were rolling as Erwin led his group to the stage. "Imemine."
"Uoohhhh!" The people shouted while looking at their confident faces in the screen.
"Good luck, Imemine!"
"I!"
"Me!"
"And Mine!"
"Uoohh, Imemine!"
With both Imemine and Bloody Rose coming from the same city, it was no wonder they got a lot of supporters.
However, the excitement didn’t die down, even when Shion shifted their attention to the opposite side.
"And on the east side, here comes our challenger! The dark horse of the competition…" Shion pumped her fist while shouting, "The challenger, Libation Fiesta!"
The cheers actually erupted even bigger. Everyone loved to see a dark horse upset the competition. More importantly, the dark horse consisted of extremely young talents.
There was no way they wouldn’t get excited.
"Libation Fiesta!"
"I don’t know what that means, but hooray!"
"Clovis!"
"Jay!"
They instantly became celebrities after the last match, especially the two people who had shown their strength, Clovis and Jay.
Clovis and his team took the stage like their opponents.
The arena began to transform as multiple pillars emerged from the ground, gradually turning into trees.
Their vision was finally blocked by all the obstacles.
Clovis and Erwin turned serious, fully aware of the importance of this match.
They all had their own plans ready, and this battle would become the battle of both wits and strength.
"Will Imemine win the match and show us the strength of the seeded group? Or will Libation Fiesta upset the match by defeating their opponents? Let’s not wait anymore! Countdown!"