CHAPTER 233 - Varacius vs. Alex 1.

"Why aren't you attacking?!"

Varacius's voice rang out, sharp with frustration, cutting through the electric tension in the coliseum. His crimson eyes bore into Alex, his patience wearing dangerously thin.

Three minutes had passed since the referee had signaled the start of the match.

Three minutes.

And Alex hadn't moved. Not once. He had not even shifted his stance.

Varacius hadn't moved, as he wanted to show Alex some courtesy.

Since Varacius had seen Alex fight before and had some idea of his strength, he gave Alex a chance by letting him attack first.

But Alex didn't use that chance.

'Is he looking down on me?!' Such a thought appeared in Varacius's head.

Looking at Alex standing lazily, it was clear that he wasn't expecting anything from this match, and that boiled Varacius's blood.

The audience, just like Varacius, was confused.