Speed

Leonel's brow raised. It was over? Just like that?

There didn't seem to be any rhyme or reason. The balls only increased their speed just once. In addition, Leonel had started paying attention to who was getting hit and who was dodging after a while, but everyone other than the six of them seemed to have gotten hit at least two or three times. 

That meant…

'So it's based on elimination.'

Leonel looked toward the two youths too tired to even stand up. Their Force had been completely run dry. 

The young man who had been tackled wanted to vent out his rage and unwillingness, but he couldn't do anything but glare and breathe heavily. 

Eventually, a flash of light sent both out of the room. 

As expected, they really were eliminated. This likely meant that these rounds would continue until there were just four remaining. 

'If that's the case, depending on this next round, we can just end things early.'