Ring Announcer: Alright folks, last matchup before we get to Round Two.
Prince Victor vs. Lex, what an... wait there has been a change. Meanwhile, we resolve the problems, fighters remaining, go to the front to see who you might face for the next round. I'll be right back.
Only about half of the fighters went, while the other half including your current group and Talena's kids had stayed. It didn't take long until the announcer came back.
Ring Announcer: To whom this may concern, it has been said that Lex has conceded. Therefore, Prince Victor is through to the next round.
Y/n: Of course. I can't be bothered
Sage: That's something.
Y/n: I should have a word.
Skip: What?
Neros: Your going to talk to him about Lex conceding.
Y/n: No, just that... what's the point?
Kore: What do you mean.
Y/n: Almost every opponent will concede just because he's the prince of all saiyans and what not.
Sage: Bothers you.
Y/n: Yeah.
You fly up to the balcony of the palace to once again confront Victor.
Queen Victoria: There's someone coming up towards us.
King Vegeta: Who?
Victor takes a closer look.
Prince Victor: No. It's that low-class... does he actually have the guts to come here unannounced and so casually.
You keep flying until you reach about their height.
Prince Victor: What do want? Trying to cancel the fight already... or actually, that's only if you make to the finals which I doubt you'll make it
to.
Y/n: You sure. I mean didn't you see round one. Knockout, ring out, few seconds.
Prince Victor: It was a fluke.
Y/n: Whatever, I just have one thing to say.
King Vegeta: And that'll have to wait. Who do you think you are just coming up here and disrespecti-
Y/n: I don't care. No matter what's your rank I don't care.
Prince Thomas: Hey shut up you-
Y/n: Why do you even bother talking? Your a second-rate, no one cares about what you say or do. I'm here face to face with him, the apparently... strongest of all.
King Vegeta: Pipe down before I execute you right here and now.
Y/n: Like you could, and if you did that's embarrassing.
Prince Victor: What?
Y/n: It's embarrassing because you need your father to come to your aid. Why? Is it because he knows you can't beat me yourself.
You had gone right in front of him when you said that to him, straight to his face. Once he heard what you said it was evident that he wanted to fight there and then. He was stopped halfway through getting up from his throne.
Queen Victoria: Sit down Victor.
He slowly sat back down. You looked at the queen and back to Victor.
Y/n: Anyway, I came to ask, why enter the tournament if you're just gonna have every opponent concede?
Prince Victor: Cause I want everyone to see what happens when you defy the royal family. But before that, when I get to your friends, I'll show them a fraction of the amount of pain you'll receive. Though I doubt they'll make it to or passed Round 3.
Y/n: There stronger than you think, so don't underestimate.
Prince Victor: Sure, just a bunch of low-class waste.
Y/n: Middle, and...
Prince Victor: And what...
Y/n: Don't you play with god. Trust me... taking you down won't be a problem, I got a surprise coming for you.
You slowly flew back down but not before giving a wink to Princess Melissa. Which you knew would anger the family. You knew he was a challenge... but you knew you could beat him. Combat is craft, fighting isn't about raw power but the skill in which you hone it.