Smash Bros Arena Novels & Stories

Brock who was trying to flirt with a lady saw how the reaction of the girls changed after Lauren entered made him feel jealous. Brock *starts to tear down* "This is not fair" Alan who suddenly felt an immense invisible pressure on him after he made eye contact with Lauren started to grit his teeth, he remembered the humiliation he faced outside today and he wanted revenge now. Referee "This will be a three vs three pokemon match, the trainers are allowed to switch pokemon during the battle, the person who will have all three of his pokemon unable to battle will lose and get eliminated out of the tournament." Referee "Green corner, ready?"

As soon as Brooke left, she stood to her feet as well, leaving the arena. “How did I do?” Brooke asked me, pointing to her swelling lips. Her face contorted in a grimace, “That bitch fist packs a punch, and this might need ice. But it's worth 20 points.” I nodded, my eyes wandering as I searched for Clara. She should arrive in the same place as Brooke. We were in a sort of room that led straight into the arena. It was meant to be a preparatory room. Although there were TV screens inside to watch all that was happening, I preferred to stand by the glass door that separated the bloodthirsty arena from the room.

Arena Match The arena wasn’t a cave with torches but a training dome—glass ceiling, LED rings, cameras hidden in the rafters. The mat was striped: white yield circle, blue weapons lane. A med team waited behind the plexiglass. A referee in black stood midline, mic in hand. Talia rolled her shoulders, still feeling Aunt Amalia’s crash course in her bones: tap, listen, feel for seams. Across from her, Mira stretched like a gymnast trained for an audience. She picked a saber and a hooked knife—sharp, stylish, mean.

BLADE'S POV The sound of the roaring train trembling along it's rail woke me up. That was how I woke up almost every morning, the only difference being that today, I wasn't in my room but was in a shabby dark-blue room with blinking blue and red lights at its corners and awkward portraits on the walls. I coughed out as the repulsive smell of cigar and drugs filled the air, making the whole room stuffy.

He casually waved his hand, and an arena materialized at the central region’s border. “You may enter the arena now.” The participants walked into the arena. Immediately afterward, the scene before them changed. The arena transformed into a breathtaking landscape with towering mountains, vast land, and a jewel-blue stream. “The Zeilor Battle’s rules are relatively simple. There are ten cities within this arena. You’ll have to seize one of the cities and maintain rulership over it until the battle is over. “You don’t have to worry about dying inside the arena, as your souls can’t be obliterated here. If you are to die in battle, our academy’s powerhouses will revive you.

Everyone was seen rushing to the arena. After sometime the arena that was made by XScythe which looked quite lavish and had modern architecture from the outside, had all the modern amenities in the inside, in the middle stood a huge ground surrounded by a glass as to shield the watchers from any miss fired spell, and there were over 4 floors of the arena circular in nature and over 150m in height and the entire Arena was spread over 3km on all directions, including the Arena and other enjoyment park and shops before entering inside the Arena. Every seat in the Arena was filled and not just by the locals but also other players who came to witness the beginning of the first ever human held com

I snapped at him. The Arena was fit for the Wrath realm. It was enormous, with paintings of fighting demons on the wall and blood splattered all over them. The sandy ground of the arena was also painted red with blood. There were rows of seats going up. It was more like a colosseum. I walked between Ren and Briva, who had changed in their swim gear again and noticed some of the demons earlier. Some were still naked, some in swim shorts. Nobody had normal clothes on. But everybody had black eyes. And having seen how Adrian punishes the ones who disrespect him, I was betting my bikini that this would be anything but a fair, clean fight.

Of course, I had the final say. In the arena itself, they constructed towering trees, thorny bushes, dank treacherous caves and tall grass that offered enough camouflage but also allowed us to watch their every move. It spanned 5 acres. The arena was just as dangerous as the fighting would be. I even had a few surprises up my sleeve to ensure things stayed entertaining.

Brizio snickered, "Hmph, let's go." They went to an underground place which was situated under the harbor's deck. Sandhya couldn't believe that there could be this spacious area under here even though she always comes here for her daily jog. It was so spacious that even a big ship could be fit in that area. There was an even deeper circular stage made up of special granite rock which could withstand an S-ranked mage's magic attack. And surrounding it was a seating area for audiences. It was an underground battle arena. Seeing the space Sandhya esteemed that it is a C-ranked certified arena. Where even a duo battle can be held.

The harpoon is so large that it crushes everyone in the box. That gives me an idea. I climb back up to the rim where the launcher is, careful to avoid Tana’s fire and Kaylani’s ice. Ishir is fighting the human that was manning the launcher, so I grab it, loading another harpoon. I aim for the Commander’s box and shoot my harpoon, just as Avani lands on the arena floor and roars loudly, shaking the ground.