Elizabeth scoffed.
"Learn?" she repeated flatly.
Neo didn't respond.
His Path allowed him to copy anyone connected to it. If he really wanted to "learn," he could just observe them passively and integrate their techniques. The competition was obviously an excuse.
An excuse to overpower everyone.
And to show off.
Elizabeth sighed.
Even so, she knew the competition would benefit others, even if Neo's motives were questionable at best.
"Fine. But don't go too far," she said.
"Of course." Neo nodded.
The first round of the competition was held in a battle arena, with rules designed to strip away advantages.
Everyone's strength was suppressed. No superior physical prowess. No Technique Spirits. No Authorities.
Only combat mastery, experience, and instinct.
Out of dozens, only ten would advance.
Neo watched calmly from the sidelines at first, his gaze flicking from one fight to another.
Some participants surprised him. Others fell exactly as he expected.
