"Well, that was quite easy," Fionn said, looking at the fainted teenagers laying on the ground, their faces swollen with panda eyes.

"I'll take this relic now," Fionn grinned as he bent down to pick up the sword relic that one of the guys in the group was holding.

But just as he was about to pick up the sword, a woman's voice from behind him said, "You can't take it."

Alarmed Fionn turned around hurriedly to see a woman clad in silver armour standing behind him only a few metres away, shivers rose all over Fionn's body as he thought "when did she arrive here, I didn't even sense her presence until she spoke."

As Fionn stared at her vigilantly, she slowly walked towards the unconscious teens, stopping about a metre away, and as the mana within her body burst forth, she lifted her right arm and flicked her index finger upwards. Following her gesture, the unconscious teens slowly levitated into the air and began hovering in front of her. Ignoring Fionn's amazed gaze, she walked out of the alley as the unconscious teens trailed behind her, floating in mid air.

"Damn these city guards are too strong. She's only a rank 1 practitioner, like the bandit I killed, but the difference in their strength is like night and day." Fionn murmured as he watched the women walk out of the alley.

After the woman left, a silence descended in the alley, and Fionn looked up to the sky, thinking to himself with a pissed expression, "Now what do I do, even the plan of stealing the relic has been dashed?"

"Should I just keep collecting points, but there's still a chance of meeting that fatty?" Fionn ponders, his face gloomy. He sighed and shamelessly said, "Let's go collect points, no way I'm spending my time cowering here like a turtle, I'll just run away again if I see that fatty, it's not like he's faster than me."

He dashed out of the alley, having decided what to do, and began looking for his next victim.

Two days Later..

PANT! PANT!

"Damn fatty, you better not meet me next time or I'll beat the crap out of you," Fionn grumbled angrily as he gorged the dishes placed in front of him while sitting in a restaurant. "And who was that guy? If I run into him again, I'll definitely teach him a lesson too." Fionn cursed as he remembered what had happened to him in the previous two days.

At The first day after Fionn separated from Theodore went quite well, as he fought a number of examinees and earned a lot of points. Most of his fights were straightforward, as he won simply by displaying his overwhelming brute strength. He also observed that the large groups that have formed are mostly composed of non-combatants who appear to have decided to compensate for their individual weaknesses through numerical advantage. However, a small number of fights on that day were quite exciting because his opponents were really skilled fighters who had gone through proper training since a young age, so Fionn had a difficult time against them, especially those with relics.

Things just went downhill from day two, mainly because he encountered a certain person. While passing through the city's high tower, he heard intense sounds of clashing coming from above, Fionn, as curious as always, ran through the stairwell wanting to see who could have caused such a great commotion, his confidence at an all time high due to his winning streak yesterday. But when he got to the top of the tower, he saw the person he didn't want to see the most. The sight that greeted him was of the fatty fighting an intense battle with a teenage boy who barely reached his waist. The boy has a frustrated expression as he scurries around all over the place, dodging fatty's attacks, while fatty continues to taunt and provoke the boy, urging him to fight back.

Sensing movement in their vicinity, both of them diverted a portion of their attention and looked over, noticing Fionn standing near the stairwell with a darkened expression, both of their eyes lit up with joy, albeit for different reasons.

While fatty's attention was diverted, the boy moved with the speed of a ghost and jumped from the top of the high tower, and of course, he did not die but escaped. And what happened after that was quite predictable: fatty changed his target to Fionn, who, having had quite a bit of experience with fatty's beating, didn't engage in a head on clash and instead focused on escaping, but fatty, being quite smart, also didn't fall for the tricks Fionn used to escape the last time. So Fionn spent his second day just like this, running around the city with the fatty hot on his tail.

Finally, when the siren signalling the end of the competition went off throughout the city and the city guards intervened in the ongoing fights, the fatty stopped chasing Fionn, giving him a look that said, "it's not over yet."

Fionn also gave him a harsh look, implying, "You better not show up in front of me again, or I'll peel off the fats on your body layer by layer."

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