"When is the tournament?"
Eryndor asked.
"In a little more than three months."
Paulina answered.
"Our chances of winning aren't low, you know."
Eryndor deliberately looked at Drakarion and Valentina. He then also stared intently at Paulina.
The three of them had nothing to say about that, because to a certain extent, it was true.
Drakarion beat up his class when none of the students had embarked on their Martial Arts power system.
Now that he got all the resources to step into the Iron Body realm, there would hardly be anyone who could defeat him among the newbies.
Valentina had contracted a beast which had combat prowess of a peak level 1. Only if someone else had a beast at similar level would they stand a low chance at winning.
Only a low chance because Valentina could copy whatever abilities were displayed around her, and also store four at a time, making it good for surprise attacks.
