The misunderstood genius

The Grand Arena was packed with thousands of students, professors, and even royal officials. The air crackled with excitement. The King's Royal Mage, a stern man in golden robes, sat in the VIP section, evaluating the so-called "greatest prodigy of the century."

At the center of it all stood Joe Hoeyol—completely lost.

Across from him, Darian Velmont gripped his sword, his aura blazing with raw power. "This time, I'll expose you."

Joe, sweating: "Uh… can we talk about this?"

The duel referee stepped forward. "Begin!"