First Fight.

The white-coated man's eyes flashed with understanding after hearing Ron's explanation.

It wasn't unusual; every year, the Grandmasters would recommend new candidates, and the man in the white coat had brought a candidate of his own.

"You've come at the right time. The preliminary round is going to begin in one hour."

"Come here, young man, let me give you a token number." Now that the white-coated man knew about David's situation, he called David over with a smile on his face.

David felt a wave of happiness and immediately walked over. He had expected some kind of test, but now that he could directly participate, he was naturally pleased.

The white-coated man handed him a white badge with the number 420 written on it. The badge was rectangular in shape and seemed to be made out of plastic.

After handing over the badge, the man looked at Ron and said plainly, "Ron, take him to Arena Three."