He launched another attack, but Tyler's movements became sharper, faster. He was fighting as if his life depended on it—because in a way, it did. He needed this victory, not just for the prize, but to reclaim his self-respect.
With each punch, Tyler landed critical strikes, using every ounce of his energy efficiently. His opponent, now frustrated, tried to overpower him, but Tyler's keen instincts kept him in control. He ducked under a sweeping punch, then countered with a powerful kick that sent the Core Formation cultivator crashing to the ground.
The crowd erupted in cheers and disbelief as Tyler stood over his fallen opponent, his chest heaving. He had won the first match.
Aric, watching from a distance with Amanda, smirked. "He's smarter than I thought, using this challenge system to level the playing field."
Amanda looked at Aric curiously. "Do you think he'll keep winning?"
