Nameless King

The fight was not long at all, but it was enough to understand Wain's approximate strength.

"Well, well, who would have thought the newcomer would be so capable? I'm even sorry his opponent turned out to be Joar." Vincenz muttered while shaking his head, "However, this is great news! The more strong fighters, the better, isn't it?"

Whoooooosh.

Joar's name on the stone slab lit up in red flames as a crown appeared over Wain's.

"Hmm... How curious..." The man with thick black hair muttered in a thoughtful manner, "He moves well, but he only used physical strength. I definitely need to see more."

"I agree!" The woman beside him exclaimed as she stood up, "Nameless, fight some more!"

"Ah? What makes you think I'm going to do that?" Wain asked as he tilted his head.

"Huh, I don't believe you're going to stop there!" The woman said while pointing to Wain's stove.

Instead of - ????, there were now several numbers that denoted his Rating.

"Top-8650." Vincenz said in a serious voice, "Not bad. You got almost a thousand more than your opponent had, that happens pretty rarely."

"Okay. Vincenz, can I fight someone right now?" Wain asked while looking at him.

"Well, normally, we try to avoid having the same fighter fight several times in a row, but you're definitely an exception, so you won't mind if I raise the difficulty level, right?" Vincenz asked with a sly smile on his face.

Wain simply shrugged in a careless manner.

"All right. Then who wants to be the next opponent of Nameless? Anyone whose Rating doesn't exceed 5,000 can fight him." Vincenz uttered.

"Only 5,000? I thought you were going to lower the bar even more." The woman mouthed with a disgruntled look.

"There are rules that I cannot break, so this is my maximum." Vincenz waved a hand as he looked at the bleachers, "Who's ready?"

"I want to try!" The girl in the middle row said with a rise.

"Good. Jump right into the arena, there's no point in introducing yourself." Vincenz nodded as he pointed to the arena as though inviting her.

The girl jumped down and immediately got ready to fight.

She had long red hair and blue eyes, and her lean body was dressed in a spacious white robe with a deep neckline on her chest that revealed a massive moon sign.

"It is a pleasure to introduce you to a new fighter!" Vincenz exclaimed, "Eli Stohl, an Axalt with Rating - 5011."

"Wow, this guy didn't even have a Rating for a few minutes, but now he's fighting practically Top-5000?! Damn, at this rate, he'll be Top-100 by tonight!" The viewer exclaimed with a dazed look.

"Huh, sometimes unique newcomers show up, but this girl is definitely not an easy opponent. My personal opinion, but Axalt with the moon sign is much more dangerous in one-on-one fights than those with the sun sign." The man said in a confident voice.

"Fighters, prepare for battle!" Vincenz said as the countdown began.

Eli swung her hand as she had a long sword with a massive emerald embedded in the hilt.

"I don't know what style you have, but get ready! My sword knows no mercy! It can cut through anything!" Eli uttered while pointing her sword at Wain.

"Well, maybe it's a good thing that you're the one who became my opponent." Wain said in a calm voice, "How about an additional condition? Just between the two of us?"

"Hmm? What do you mean?" Eli asked while in confusion.

"I propose that we fight without using skills, just physical strength, nothing more. Isn't that interesting?" Wain said as he extended his arm forward.

Eli hesitated for a while but then nodded and said, "Okay, Vincenz can you follow up on that?"

"Sure. I love moments like this. The more conditions, the more curious. Do as you see fit." Vincenz smiled while rubbing his palms together.

"Will you fight melee?" Eli asked.

"Ah? Didn't I tell you? It will be a sword fight." Wain said as a stream of dark energy burst from his hand that turned into a long black sword with an incredibly sharp blade.

"Ahahahahaha, so this guy is a swordsman, great, so he wasn't serious last time." The man with the bushy hair exclaimed as he, with a happy look, slammed his fist on the handle of his chair.

Ding!

There was a ringing of the bell that signaled the beginning of the battle.

Eli was shocked that Wain had a sword with such a powerful aura, but that couldn't stop her. She had trained for many years, so she was confident in her skills.

Whoooosh.

She rushed at Wain as she held the sword blade down while her sharp gaze was fixed on him.

Wain stood still, but a second later, his hand turned into a blur as he swung the sword from top to bottom. It was so fast that many onlookers didn't have time to realize what had happened.

"What the hell is that...?" Eli muttered with a terrified look while staring at the massive crack in the ground that stretched from Wain to the end of the arena.

Eli was able to dodge the attack at the last moment thanks to her reflexes, but she knew she couldn't have remained unscathed after a direct hit.

"Bastard! We agreed not to use skills! Don't you have any honor at all!" Eli exclaimed with a furious look.

"What are you talking about? Do you think I used a skill now?" Wain muttered in a calm voice, "If you doubt it, ask Vincenz."

Eli looked at the host, but she saw no action from him. Eli was not stupid, so she understood that Vincenz would definitely react if Wain broke the rules.

"Get ready. Put it out full if you don't want to die." Wain said in an ice-cold voice, bent down, and turned into a dark flash.

He swept through Eli as if by lightning and sliced through her neck. It took all of Eli's mastery to block the attack partially, so her head stayed on her shoulders, but a fountain of blood gushed from the wide wound.

Wain swung his sword to dislodge the blood before turning it back into a seal.

"Winner Nameless!" Vincenz exclaimed.