Affinity:Chaos

Loire City.

In the biggest arena owned by the city. Countless people flocking into the arena, all excited from the battles that would be taking place.

Presently, most of the geniuses in the Acer region were gathered here. The competition would last for about a week or so since the number of youths who would be competing was many.

The first group who would compete were those in the Origin Plane. There isn't a ranking for those below the Late stages of the Origin Plane.

By the time Grey and his gang got there, the battles had already started, with multiple people fighting in different arenas.

Sylvia asked around and luckily for Grey, this wasn't all the people in the Origin Plane.

From what she found out, a total of around seven hundred registered for the Origin Plane ranking matches. With the numbers being that high, they couldn't fight all the battles one on one. So the hosts of the competition went with the decision of a crowded battle.

Fifty people would be placed in a single stage that was around one hundred and fifty square meters, and the last fifteen would go into the next round.

There are a total of eight stages in the arena, and people are currently fighting in all of them.

The first four hundred people had started fighting by the time Grey got there. Once this set is done, the next set would come on stage.

Grey would be going with the next set.

"Your luck isn't that bad," Sylvia commented.

"Really? I am marked by some psycho so that whenever his psycho friends are nearby they can kill me, and you're saying am lucky?" Grey looked at Sylvia, his expression blank.

"It could've been worse," Sylvia shrugged.

Grey wanted to continue speaking but he decided against it. Arguing with Sylvia wasn't going to change anything. But he couldn't hide the fact that he was annoyed.

Thirty minutes later.

A few minutes later the battles all stopped, with fifteen people left on each stage.

They were each given a plaque before being told to take their seats.

The next set of people was called to come on stage. Each person was to bring an insignia given to them when they registered for the competition.

Sylvia handed Grey the insignia she was given when she signed him up for the competition.

"Don't disgrace me," She whispered in his ear while giving him the insignia.

Grey took the insignia grumpily and walked to the third stage on the right. After showing the man at the front of the stage the insignia, he was allowed to step onto the stage.

They waited patiently till the fifty people were complete in all the stages before the battles were allowed to start.

As soon as the battle started, almost everyone attacked the people close to them. There were a few people who teamed up to fight against others.

Grey retreated to the edge of the stage and watched as others started fighting against each other. Given the size of the stage, it was normal that each fighter's attack will affect others.

Within a few seconds, the fighters started eliminating each other. As long as one was pushed out of the stage, then they had been eliminated.

On the stage Grey was standing, there was a group of fifteen who wore the same clothing, clearly from the same Faction. They started eliminating others at an amazing speed, alarming others.

By the time the rest of the people on the stage figured out what was happening, it was already too late, over fifteen people had been eliminated by the group within a short period of a few minutes.

Grey had eliminated two unfortunate people who attacked him, knocking them unconscious. While others had also eliminated a few.

Presently, there were twenty-eight people left on the stage, and fifteen of them were from the same Faction. Grey was standing silently at the edge of the stage, while the remaining twelve were looking at the group of fifteen and each other cautiously.

"Let's team up and eliminate some of them," Someone suggested since they were currently in a standoff.

"Yes," The others nodded, before turning to look at Grey.

"You can do whatever you want, just don't disturb me," Grey said before sitting down.

His words stunned everyone on the stage, especially the twelve people who wanted to team up with each other.

"What? Who the hell do you think you are?" One of the young men from the group of twelve asked angrily before attacking him.

Boom!

The attack exploded out, but soon died down as if absorbed by something. To their surprise, Grey was still standing on the same spot, not moving an inch.

Bang!

An explosion suddenly rang out, and the young man who attacked Grey was sent flying, crashing out of the stage.

When the group looked at where the young man was standing, they were surprised to see Grey standing there, red lightning dancing across his body.

"Don't disturb me," Grey repeated, before walking back to his position at the edge of the stage.

The young man Grey eliminated with a single attack was at the Peak of the Origin Plane, just like him. But it was easy for all to see the difference in strength between them.

The group swallowed in fright, before turning to look at the group of fifteen. Now, their only hope was to find a way to eliminate some of them. The thought of using them to eliminate Grey crossed their minds, but they knew the group of fifteen weren't foolish enough to fight against Grey while they were still there.

The best thing to do was to eliminate them, before ganging up on Grey. Most of the people here were around the Seventh, Eighth, and Ninth stages. Other than Grey, only five others were at the Peak of the Origin Plane. And three of them were in the group of fifteen.