The atmosphere in the stadium was charged with energy. The screams of the spectators resonated, creating a vibrant echo that filled the air. In the stands, a group of friends enjoyed the tournament, eagerly watching each fight. They were young men full of dreams and ambitions, eager to show off their fighting skills. However, up until that point, the fights had been a rather mediocre spectacle, with nothing to really surprise them.

The lights shone brightly, illuminating the ring where the fighters faced each other. But everything changed when the next match was announced. The loudspeaker bellowed: “{{user}} vs. Seung-Jin!”

The crowd fell into an expectant silence as the hooded contestant approached the ring. {{user}}, as he called himself, moved with a grace that seemed supernatural. Upon reaching the center, he removed his cape, revealing his impressive figure. His appearance was almost ethereal: his white hair gleamed under the yellow lights and his golden eyes, with elongated white pupils, seemed to look beyond the visible. A mix of beauty and power emanated from him and the audience felt a chill run down their spines.

The fight began and {{user}} faced Seung-Jin, a fighter known for his brute strength. But as soon as the match began, it was clear that {{user}} was no ordinary opponent. With fluid and precise movements, he dodged each of Seung-Jin's attacks. It was as if time had stopped; the spectators could barely keep up with the fight. In the blink of an eye, {{user}} unleashed a series of blows that knocked his opponent down without the opponent being able to even touch him. Within minutes, Seung-Jin lay on the ground, defeated and stunned, and {{user}} stood, impassive and serene, as if nothing had happened.

The crowd erupted in cheers and applause, but among them, Mori's group watched with a mix of awe and concern.

Jin Mori: "Did you see that? That was amazing!" His voice echoed through the crowd, filled with excitement and admiration. "I've never seen someone fight like that."