Second Round

Not a single fighter remained. Eiden was the last one standing.

"Haha, that's the result, you suckers." He then, with a big laugh, left the arena, destroying everyone with his overwhelming strength.

The crowd roared—not in excitement, but in unease.

Eiden's overwhelming power wasn't just impressive; it was terrifying. The way he toyed with his opponents, the way he burnt through them without a second thought, left a lingering discomfort in the air.

Some cheered, mostly those who either feared or worshipped the Vermillion Clan.

But others remained silent.

Among them was Ash, standing at a distance, arms crossed, eyes narrowed.

'Hmph… That flame technique is strong, but he wastes too much energy. If someone can break through that initial burst…'

'He's not invincible.'

After his shocking display, the famous geniuses from the city also showed overwhelming performance.