Max appeared in his cube as soon as he entered the Battle Realm.
"It seems that because of my winning streak, I've become far too popular for my own good," he said, chuckling wryly and shaking his head as he stepped out of the Battle Cube.
However, the moment he came out, he was immediately surrounded by hundreds of people.
"Fight me, Max!"
"No, fight me, and I'll offer an extra 100 coins."
"No! Fight me, and I'll give you 200 coins."
The crowd buzzed with excitement, each individual raising their offer, desperate for a chance to test their strength against the young prodigy. Max's reputation had grown so fiercely that even losing to him was seen as an honor—a chance to learn and grow.
Max smiled wryly, finding the situation amusing. He just didn't know if all these people wanting to fight him had the strength to back it up or if they were simply interested in fighting him because of his newfound fame.
