Novel & Cerita The Champion's Mind

I half got up from my seat with the intention to move towards her and help in any way I could, but at that moment her eyes snapped open and I saw how truly bloodshot they were. “Don’t,” she murmured, the pain she was feeling bleeding through that single word. My skin tautened as her words fell on my ears, but I obeyed and an eternity seemed to pass as she shut her eyes once more to ride through the rest of the pain while I watched on mutely. It gave me time to think on what I had learned yesterday from my grandfather while he was preparing me for my meeting with Evangeline Fairley. According to him, Mind Workers, despite their apparent prowess, had to thrive on subtlety as each individual mi

“Alright. Just make sure you stay focused, Tiffany. We need you sharp.” I cleared my throat, forcing myself back into the moment. “So what is his deal?” “Dominic runs anything that has alcohol and women in it,” Mercer said. “Bars, clubs, casinos, private lounges. If it's loud, expensive, and full of attention, it's his.” He paused for a second, like he was deciding how to frame the rest. “Dominic is not like Scars. Scars builds systems. He controls everything. Dominic just lives inside the chaos he creates. He is smart in a street way, but he leads with impulse more than strategy.”

"He made mistakes too. Now we know what we're up against. We'll beat him into the lake bottom on race day." His eyes burned with a green fire that told me he wasn't going to give this up. Robbie Saunders was going to win the Champion of Champions Invitational or die trying. He went to the helm, his every movement full of purpose. We had a lot of work ahead of us until the race, and he wasn't going to let either of us slow down or give up. "Tacking drill number nine?" I asked, feeling some of his intensity rubbing off on me. We could do this. We were a team, and together, Robbie and I could do anything.

Chapter One hundred and fifty seven Desiree You don't start a game with a broken mind to some that might be the fuel, but never ever start off with a broken mind you might end up breaking someone else physically, have the mind of a winner run through that field like you own it, like you own the wave that drives you towards that goal post, your aim is not to win your aim is to manoeuvre swiftly and light as a feather so you can score a goal, and know it's okay if your feet get tired but don't let your mind to get tired too, and once you got that chance score that goal!”

she added. “So, you are trying to tell me that people will be playing mind games with me? And that I should be prepared?” I asked them. “Amazing, you don’t even seem fazed by any of that,” Charles said. “I am not, I think people who play games give me a fighting chance. In that pack we never got a fighting chance,” I said and then looked at the chess board that was on the table. “The good thing about mind games is that it’s not the strongest or the smartest that wins. It’s the one that understands the game and is patient,” I said and moved a piece.

His ink matches up from what I remember. Not caring if anyone saw me, my mind swirling with possibility and knowing this isn’t a coincidence. He’s a fighter, a champion, like he has a natural calling to be a warrior. Someone pulled to train and learned to be what he will become even before he knows it. He’s been honing his skills for a while already and become the best in his field of expertise.

“It’s the most highly-anticipated event of the year! Call it the finale match, the top eight finalists’ match, or the title match that has grabbed the world’s attention一it’s happening today, and the true champion of the event will be decided!” “The day is finally upon us, and the attention of the global fighters are fixed upon the martial arts cup! Who’s going to be the final champion that will remain standing until the end of this year’s martial arts cup? Is it going to be the dominant Rheasian contestant, Zayn Larson, or Kairo Vilin from Sol, or…”

None of them were even close to being as embarrassing as yesterday, not even when a nurse had to help me with a bedpan. ******** Day 7******** "All champions that fought a beast have moved on. All may challenge one another to prove they deserve the top spot. The last man standing goes first as the Winning champion. The order after his pick will be based on the fastest beast kill time. Then we move on to the champions from days three and four who lost. The longer they lasted in their battle against the top contenders, the higher their ranking. May the strongest win," The announcer yells, and my eyes look towards the sea of bodies for the first time in hours.

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Xavier P. O. V Loud cheering and thumping of fists on the metal walls making the surface of the ring tremble with motion. My breathing is heavy, as blood is pouring out of my jaw. With every passing second cheering for my name is continuously increasing, inflicting a sharp pain in my skull. I opened my eyes to look at the crowd gathered in the ring before turning to my opponent who was grinning at his masterwork. He is certain I have no strength left to jump on my feet now, but is it true?