Towards the Unbeatable

Act 78: Life Shackled (7)

"Know what Vincent? I know what we're looking at is a bulletin board" Danny said in surprise.

"Tu-wait Danny, it's true that what we're seeing now is the notice board, look in the middle of it, it says 'Best Fighter' right?"

Danny saw it was true there was the writing and underneath there were ten lists of names that entered in his category.

"Hmmm, these are the strongest people who are in this place huh?"

Vincent nodded, his countenance looking meaningful when looking at the roster, Danny could see this Vincent was a strong man from the outside and from the inside.

"If you make it to this list, then you have been recognized here, many benefits you know that already."

"Hmmm, is that it?"

"Yes, of course, there are a total of a thousand men here excluding the parents, women and children."

"That means here are a thousand fighters and only ten can make this list huh ...."

"Yes Danny, the competition is so intense, so many different fighting styles, you can't judge your fighting skills except to fight directly with these guys,"

"The more you win, the more your position will rise, if you lose means the opposite."

Vincent holds the notice board, "It's not mandatory to follow, but I suggest if you can fight, just try it!"

Danny saw Vincent's zeal flaring in his calm demeanor, "Hey, you better not expect much Danny."

Brock walked towards them, breathing out his own breath as if he were still pungent with the food, "Geez, I drank a gallon of water. .. haah ...."

"Huh?! Brock, you don't waste water supplies!"

"Ah, I'm sorry I can't stand Vincent's spicy," Brock said, Danny himself did not expect the big man could not bear the spicy, spicy, it's true that we can't just see from the outside about anyone.

"Many have struggled to get on that list, but most of them have failed" Brock said, apparently knowing something about it.

"So this is the competition? For us?"

Brock and Vincent nodded at the same time.

"All right! This is the right move Danny, prepare yourself, Brock you too!"

Brock was only speechless with a slightly grim expression, even though he had cheered on his friend even though he felt he was no longer interested in this competition.

***

The break time was over, the people immediately returned to the cell in an orderly manner.

The door of the cell locked itself after they entered it, "Look!" Vincent pointed to a screen on their cell wall, a small screen, similar to an LCD display, that fused with the wall there.

"Well? What'sthis?"

"Usually we will get our progress reports, especially for those of us who are already registered in this competition" said Vincent

"Look!" In the screen it is shown that Vincent is currently in the 980th position of a total of a thousand fighters there, while Brock is in the 550th position.

"Well, it's really tight."

"You're right Danny, plus the system used makes us not to lose at all, or we'll go down the ranks" Vincent explained.

"Oh, Danny and we can also see the details of every fighter here."

Then Vincent long pressed one name from the many names on the list, he chose his own name and then seen the details of the person concerned.

Visible statistics Vincent, written 10-656-0 from left to right 'win-lose-series' there is also a photo, date of birth, even the word motivation of every fighter there.

While Brock himself 100-50-25 Score is quite high, but Brock only fell silent to see his own statistics.

"Brock why are you so grim?"

"Oh, Danny, not only do I think it doesn't suit me, I haven't been in this competition for a long time" Brock said, it seems that indeed he has a certain reason behind him not coming again.

"But if you're willing to come along, we'll support you Danny" Brock added with a small smile.

"All right! This is the time" Vincent said