‘He looks normal. Not the power type that forces through with strength, with that being said I can’t underestimate my opponent’s power from a glance. Since he came in with some level of confidence, he probably has something under his sleeve.’

As a referee on site, Cai stood in between the challengers, Inoyva and Xiluva. While firmly holding both their hands in position at the very center of two desks, she made sure they had a fair start. Inoyva had noted an average looking classmate as his opponent. Still, to his nature, he proceeded with the utmost caution.

Cai drew breathe and would separate her lips, releasing an articulate voice.

“Ready… Go!”

With a bombastic shout, it was underway in haste. Immediately, as Cai swiftly removed her grip from the lad’s hands clenched together, the two opponents’ grip strength increased.

‘Let’s go!!! What the…’

At first, Xiluva burst out with power from his arm but suddenly realized despite putting enough strength to bring down a building into h