Chapter 14: Battle Arena (1)

Chapter 14: Battle Arena (1)

Fwang!

[Battle Quest: Win the tournament. Rewards: 10+ Strength, 2.5+ Stamina, Standard Ability Upgrade (1+),100 Battle Points]

[Special Conditions: Your finishing move against your final opponent must come from your fists.]

Standing at the gates of the arena, a system notification suddenly went off, catching me by surprise. The quest notification appeared on my screen, and I couldn't help but feel excited at the prospect of testing the limitations of the system points if I win.

Creaaakkkk

The gates began to creak open, and I assumed it was my turn to walk through. As the bright lights of the arena shone upon me, a man wearing a quirky bow tie and an all-brown outfit stood before me with a cocky smile.

"Hello, ShadowWriter," he sneered, a smirk playing on his lips. "Prepare to be humiliated in front of everyone. I hope you've practised losing."

I chuckled, readying my bow. But his remarks weren't enough to shake me; this guy was simply a nobody in this world of my creation.

The holographic announcer's voice echoed through the arena, "Ladies and gentlemen, get ready for an exciting match in the D-League tournament! In the left side of the arena, we have ShadowWriter! And in the right corner, his opponent, who's on a 15-game win streak for the D-League Regular Season and now here for promotion to win the arena tournament, BlazeBringer!"

The countdown initiated, and as the signal chimed, BlazeBringer surged forward, executing a powerful downward slash imbued with his flame attribute. His movements exuded confidence, convinced of an impending victory.

With calculated precision, I skillfully evaded his strike, but a lingering feeling persisted. Was he genuinely weak, or was it just his sluggishness?

He followed up with another series of slashes, each one missing its mark – once, twice, thrice. His attacks lacked speed, and I effortlessly dodged them without even needing to rely on my enhanced abilities.

BlazeBringer's frustration surfaced, his attacks growing more erratic. "You're just lucky! Luck won't save you!"

In response, I seamlessly disarmed him, tossing my bow into the air before delivering a swift one-two punch directly to his face. The crowd erupted in surprise as the tide turned decisively in my favor.

ACK!

A well-timed kick followed, and with the bow back in my hand, I took careful aim. Launching three arrows towards him, two found their mark, but it was clear that my strength in dealing with damage was lacking.

Undeterred, BlazeBringer rose once more. Determination flickered in his eyes as he extended his hand, summoning his sword back to him with a mesmerizing grace.

"It seems I've underestimated you, Little Marksman," he laughed, attempting to regain the upper hand.

I acknowledged the cheers with a nod and headed off the arena floor, back to the waiting area. The worker who guided me earlier approached with a congratulatory smile.

"Well done, ShadowWriter! That was quite a performance out there. Your next match will be within the D-League section. Follow me, and I'll take you to the corresponding waiting room," the worker said.

I followed the worker through the labyrinthine corridors of the arena, catching glimpses of other battles and the diverse array of participants. The waiting room in the D-League section was equally luxurious just as the other rooms.

A worker handed me a tablet, displaying the available weapons for my next match. Staying true to my archer skills, I opted for an enhanced bow with improved accuracy and fire rate. The worker then directed me to my waiting room, complete with a comfortable bed, a desk, a fridge stocked with various foods and drinks, and a large screen broadcasting the ongoing matches.

Settling into the room, I glanced at the leaderboard displayed on the screen. The names and rankings scrolled by, and I noted a few familiar usernames, including those from the D-League battles. It was clear that the competition would only intensify as I progressed through the tournament.

With time to spare before my next match, I decided to review the abilities and stats of some notable participants in the D-League. The arena was a battleground where heroes, mercenaries, and adventurers clashed for supremacy.

The holographic announcer's voice echoed once more, signaling the commencement of the next set of D-League matches. The crowd's cheers and the electrifying atmosphere was amazing who knew this many people were such gamblers? as I stepped onto the IDS platform and was immediately transported to the arena.

***

After a series of hard-fought battles within the D-League, I found myself standing at the threshold of the quarter-finals. Victories had marked my standing in this tournament, each match was just as easy as the other, The holographic announcer's voice resonated in the arena, narrating the recap of my conquests.

"Incredible performances from ShadowWriter have defined this D-League tournament. From the initial clash against BlazeBringer, where he showcased unparalleled skill and adaptability, to a series of impressive victories against formidable opponents, ShadowWriter has emerged as a force to be reckoned with."

The recap displayed the names of my defeated adversaries: SwiftStriker, a lightning-fast dual-wielder whose agility proved no match for my precision; IronWall, a heavily fat tank who crumbled under the relentless barrage of arrows; and PhoenixBlade, a fire-wielding swordsman whose flames were extinguished by the calculated shots from my bow.

The holographic screens updated the tournament bracket, showcasing my progression to the quarter-finals. The anticipation in the arena reached a fever pitch as spectators eagerly awaited the next match in the D-League tournament.

As I prepared for the upcoming battles, the worker who had guided me before approached with a congratulatory smile. "You've shown remarkable skill and determination, ShadowWriter. The quarter-finals await, and I'm sure you'll continue to captivate the audience with your prowess. Follow me, and I'll take you to the next level of the tournament."

With a nod of gratitude, I followed the worker, my mind focused on the challenges ahead. The D-League had been a testing ground, but the quarter-finals promised even greater trials. The cheers of the crowd echoed in the corridors.

As I stepped into the arena for the quarter-finals, I was taken aback by its size. It was much larger than any of the ones I had fought in before. The stands were crowded with anonymous people, and many were placing their bets. It was clear to me who my opponent was, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of nervousness.

It was one of the main characters of the story.

[Urgent Storyline Change!]

[Change: Main character member Bazz Wong is now in the tournament!]

[A Quest Has Been Added...]

[Main Story Quest: Knock Bazz out of the tournament! Rewards: 1+ Across All Stats!]

I'm screwed...