On the second day of the Martial Arts Competition, The academy gates began to be opened to the public. Many figures from tourists and local residents lined up in front of the entrance to witness the match that will be held at nine o'clock.
Not just the spectators but also people from newspapers and scouts worldwide began visiting the Academy to seek the candidate for their own gain.
The sun shone brightly in the east, graced the land with its warm light. A slightly chilly wind from the incoming fall brushed past, making some people's bodies flinched. As someone who woke up earlier than usual, Soma stood in the middle of the vast area of the Academy, looking at the competition charts plastered on the billboard. Many curious eyes gathered on the place, and Soma, who had a sharper sight, stood on the back and scanned the charts to see where he was.
"Oh, I see".
