Chapter 184: What’s My Rank?
Clapton High had made their choice. The first student to represent them stepped forward, a tall, athletic figure known simply as Gi. He was from Bekert School, and the moment he entered the cage, a wave of unease washed over the others.
"Crap, we’re screwed!" Mayson blurted out the instant Gi appeared.
"Screwed? Why?" Joe asked, eyeing the guy curiously. "I mean, yeah, he’s tall and his limbs look like they could reach across the arena, but is he really that strong?"
Mayson and Crondo both nodded in unison, their faces pale. Around them, several students from Konsoon stood frozen, mouths agape in shock.
"You don’t get it," Mayson said, rubbing the underside of his nose, trying to sound composed. "We could’ve handled Bekert a long time ago. I’m not bragging or anything, but I’m a decent fighter. Still, it’s because of Gi that Bekert’s always been a pain to deal with."
He pointed toward the cage.
"Those long arms of his? The reach is worse than you think. And the guy isn’t just lanky, he’s fast. Real fast. He plays basketball every chance he gets."
"So he’s got speed, awareness, and reach," Joe muttered, thinking aloud. "That’s basically everything you don’t want to deal with in a fight."
"Exactly," Mayson said, eyes narrowed. "Before you can even close the gap, he’s already knocked you flat."
Aki and the others were listening intently now. Their eyes shifted to Gi, and they noticed it, his limbs looked like they belonged to a different species altogether. Freakishly long, but packed with power.
"So... who do we send in first?" Aki asked, glancing between them. "What should we do?"