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Chapter 222 - Tournament XXIII

The arena floor shifted again as two new fighters walked out—this time both lightning users. Sparks crackled around their hands, lighting up the air.

Fate yelled instantly,

"OH GREAT, DOUBLE LIGHTNING MATCH! IF ANYONE HERE HAS FRAGILE HAIR, PLEASE HOLD ONTO IT!"

Rhys touched his hair protectively.

"…Is he talking about me?"

Dreamer replied,

"Yes."

Puddle nodded.

"Your hair flies up like scared cat when lightning hits nearby."

"I DID NOT NEED TO KNOW THAT."

The two lightning users clashed, vanishing and reappearing with bursts of electric light. Their movements were almost too fast to follow.

Rhys leaned forward.

"…Their reflexes are insane."

Puddle pointed.

"Master, see? They move first, think second. You think first, think again, think again, then move."

"HEY—"

"It is okay. Master's brain very active. Just slow legs."

Rhys groaned into his hands.

In the booth, Fate continued shouting proudly:

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