Bored Gamer in Other Worlds

"Hello, girls. Are you ready to get into the stage?" Luna pretended to be cool but there was a shaky tinge on it that she just could not hide.

She had attended the final assessment for 3 years in a row but only as a mere spectator. Now she and the girls will at last get into the stage themselves and show their skills for all to see.

It did not need telling that Luna was quite nervous just like the rest of her girl friends.

"We are as ready as we can be, Luna."

"But i think you and Samantha will have great chances to be picked by Grand Master Azodus."

"Come on! We all know that the grand master doesn't always pick the strongest one."

"Everyone of us has great hopes of getting chosen."

"..." The five girls conversed amongst themselves and our bored gamer just stood there to listen.

He knew that it was not his place to interrupt so he merely gathered some more information about the big players in the scene.

Knowing one's enemy was of course a neat trick to have in the first place. One hour quickly passed and it was high time for the event to start.

There was great anticipation in the air as everyone knew about how extremely punctual the host of this event was.

And true to their expectations, the most important person of them all appeared without delay.

"TAP!"

"TAP!"

"TAP!" The slow walking footsteps seemed louder than it seemed. Everyone gazed at the arena and a friendly middle aged man walked into the center of attention.

He was garbed in a teacher's normal attire with a white neck tie to complete the set. What was strange was how ordinary he appeared.

The man even sported a balding head proudly into the open. Clark has of course known this middle aged man by the use of Caden's memory alone.

This was exactly the current principal of Clayton High, Mr. Peter Pen.

"It's good to see you, Grand Master Azodus!"

"We met again, Grand Master!"

"How are you, Grand Master Azodus?"

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The greetings flowed from the guardians to the students and there were even young ones who said their admiration unto the middle aged man.

Alas, every single one of their words was met by a gentle wave of Grand Master Azodus' hands.

There was a smile on his kind face and this aura promoted a little light unto this otherwise stifling affair.

One should know that every single one of these students was wishing to be picked today.

Grand Master Azodus has already existed for several tens of thousands of years and has groomed countless experts from all over the universe.

No one amongst these students would be willing to waste this once in a lifetime event.

"Since the usual greetings are already over, it is time for us to start the final assessment for this year."

"I have no other requirements. Only that you shall fight honestly before me." Grand Master Azodus aka Peter Pen said unto the contestants and their guardians above him.

He looked around and took his time well as if imprinting all the faces of the crowd into his mind. A few minutes later and he left the same way he arrived into the arena.

"TAP!"

"TAP!"

"TAP!" The middle aged looking man walked like an old grandpa in the house until he vanished from the sight of all people.

Alas, no commotion followed since the gentle echoes still rang loudly in the ears of the experts in the place.

They knew that Grand Master Azodus would take his time well to set the stage perfectly.

A full five minutes later, the figure of a balding middle aged man finally arrived in the main seat of the Colosseum.

He sat there alone and with this good vantage point, he could easily observe everything in the field of battle down below.

"Kindly begin the trial, Miss Ivy." Grand Master Azodus looked to the side and found his good assistant already holding several magical balls on her hands.

"Yes, master." Miss Ivy replied and even went to bow deeply towards the respected middle aged man in the limelight.

"Gamble of Fate." Miss Ivy whispered and the colorful balls on her hands melted in place. A set of numbers then began to swirl into form and mix again to take a different number altogether.

Three breaths passed and then a pair of numbers was presented before the audience.

306 and 512!

"BANG!"

"BANG!" Two big figures fell on the center of the arena and they looked at each other in grave gazes.

They did not announce their names but just waited for a mere breath before they began exchanging hard blows into the fray.

They may lack speed but the power of their physical bodies was absolutely astonishing. These two were like little giants in a world that was far more amazing than they were.

'This will take some time to finish.' Our bored gamer could only conclude in the end. He did not even have to consult his op system cheat in order to gather the specialties of these boys.

The theme of the fight was very obvious in this first bout alone.

A full hour later and the long battle finally ended with a draw. Both contestants were knocked out cleanly with them landing the same exact punch at the same time.

"Congratulations to the winners!" Grand Master smiled and clapped his hands three times.

After that, the bodies on the ground disappeared, only to reappear once more in their respective seats overhead.

Their battle wounds were gone and even their torn school uniforms remained in one piece and unsullied.

'Time Magic!' Clark thought in surprise. His exterior appearance also displayed the same thing.

He may have shown a face of shock during the battle and more so at this moment but the reason between the two was a whole nother matter entirely.

He knew that the data he got from the system did not all match to what he has seen right now.

Name: Graham Azodus

Race: Human

Cultivation: Level 9 Mythical Mentor

'That is a smart and lucky man right there.' Our bored gamer smiled inside as he kept his suspicions to himself alone.