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"any one else?"

"Hm.... not anyone in the top 3."

"ok...well let me tell you this, number one could take on more then 10 number twos, number two could take on probably more then 15 number threes, but number three would lose to more then 2 number fours"

"What's my rank after that fight?"

"13, I'll put you up against number 10, or number 9 your choice"

"Alright, how long till the fight?"

"4 hours if you want to do it today"

"Alright, that'll be fine."

"ok, good luck in the fight"

He nodded and headed to his room.

"how does this kid do it"The owner says as the audience cheers

He looked out the window. "Probably that #1 guy again."

The number one guy is out there and a giant basalisk is tied into knots floating in the air, writhing in pain, then it stops

"aww...it died"The kid says putting on a sad face

"Probably some kind of mentalist..."

the kid walks out of the arena, and about 10 minutes later nakon hears a knock on his door

He opened the door. "Hello?"

There is a little boy outside his room that seems kinda familiar

He raised an eyebrow. "What?"

"hi, I saw both your fights, and wanted to congratulate you"

"Huh? Thanks." He chuckled. "I gotta say, you're pretty impressive too."