The beginning of the competition

As the man walked down the busy street, he suddenly had an idea. "I want to participate in that fight competition tomorrow," he said out loud.

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[(⊙_⊙) (surprised) Are you sure about that?] replied a familiar voice. It was Alex, his AI companion. [It's a dangerous move, those competitors are trained warriors, and you could get hurt.]

"I know, but I have my weapons," the man replied confidently.

[(￣ ￣|||)(disappointed). That may be true, but you don't have any training or experience in fighting. It's not just about having weapons,] Alex warned.

But the man was determined. He had always dreamed of being a great warrior and this was his chance to show his skills. "I have to try," he said, his eyes shining with excitement.

[ヽ(´ー` )┌(do whatever you want) as always optimistic otaku]

The man made his way to the competition arena, which was located on the outskirts of the city. The sun was shining bright, and a cool breeze was blowing, making the day perfect for a competition. As he approached the arena, he could hear the sound of cheering and shouting from the crowds that had gathered to watch the competition. The man felt a surge of excitement run through him. He had always loved a good challenge, and this competition was no different. He took a deep breath and made his way to the registration desk. After showing his papers, he was assigned a number and directed to the weapons check area. The man couldn't help but smile as he passed through, knowing that the guards were completely unaware of the weapons he had hidden. With a sense of purpose, he made his way to the competition arena and prepared himself for the battle that lay ahead.

The area was bustling with activity as competitors from all over the world gathered to show off their skills and compete for the coveted prize. The man took in the sights and sounds of the bustling crowd, his excitement growing with every step. He couldn't wait to take part in the competition and show the world what he was made of.

"It appears that the royal family hasn't arrived yet, but there are certainly some prominent figures present," the man muses to himself.

(20 minutes later)

The man noticed a buzz of excitement spreading among the crowd, and he couldn't help but wonder what was going on. Suddenly, a grand procession appeared, with elegant horses and ornate carriages. At the center of it all was the royal family, looking regal and majestic in their attire. The king was a tall and imposing figure, with a distinguished demeanor and a stern expression. The queen was equally impressive, with her flowing gown and delicate tiara, she exuded grace and elegance . The man couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at the sight of the royal family, and he wondered what kind of lives they led behind the walls of their palace.

The man was going through the competition, focusing on his moves and strategies, when suddenly the AI spoke up.

[o(≧▽≦)o(laught) Looks like your heroine has arrived,] it said mockingly. [She's sitting right behind the king and queen, better go greet her.] The man's heart sank at the mention of the girl with yellow hair. He had been trying to forget about her and the way she had broken his heart, and now she was here, in front of him again. He felt a mix of anger and frustration and cursed under his breath. "Why does she have to be here?" he thought. Despite his feelings, he couldn't help but notice how stunning she looked, with her bright yellow hair and gorgeous features. He sighed deeply, knowing that he had to put on a brave face and pretend that he was over her. The AI continued to mock him, making sarcastic comments and jabs, but the man tried to ignore it and focus on the competition.

The man was taken aback by the presence of the old man with white hair among the royal family's entourage. He couldn't believe that he had unknowingly interacted with someone so important the day before, especially since the old man wasn't accompanied by many guards at the time. The man couldn't help but wonder about the old man's strength and abilities, as he seemed to be capable of defending himself without any assistance. The man was filled with a sense of curiosity and admiration for the old man and couldn't wait to find out more about him. However, at the same time, he felt a twinge of nervousness and doubt, wondering if he was truly strong enough to hold his own in such a high-stakes competition.

The king's voice boomed through the arena as he announced the beginning of the competition. The man's heart was pounding in his chest, he had never been in such a high-stakes situation before. The competition was unlike any he had ever heard of, it was divided into three parts, with each part becoming more challenging than the last. The first part, which was happening today, was to eliminate 400 participants down to just 40. Each participant was tasked with eliminating 10 other participants in order to move on to the next round.

The man was filled with fear as he surveyed the competition, most of the other participants were heavily muscled and looked like seasoned fighters. He was a normal man, with no real combat training. He turned to the AI for a solution, his voice shaking with anxiety.

"Alex, what am I going to do? I don't stand a chance against these fighters," the man whispered desperately.

[(￢_￢;) (disappointed) I remember when you exuded confidence. What's changed? Well, it's not too late to back out,] the AI replied in a sarcastic tone. [But if you insist on participating, you'll just have to find a way to fight smarter, not harder.]

The man gritted his teeth and squared his shoulders, he was determined to do his best. He knew he was not the strongest fighter, but he was confident in his abilities and his weapons. As the competition began, he focused all his attention on the task at hand, determined to survive and move on to the next round.