On the battle ring, Fenley and Dalen stared at each other from a distance.

Both were geniuses who stood out among thousands, but Fenley had the edge in reputation and prestige. However, Dalen had more fans, and the reason was simple—he was handsome.

As soon as he entered the ring, cheers erupted from the crowd. Most voices belonged to young women who had formed an energetic cheer squad. They encouraged and chanted his name like fans meeting their favorite celebrity.

But it wasn't just the women that were drawn to him. Dalen's looks held a certain charm for another group as well. Some bold men, ignoring the awkward glances around them, openly declared their affection. Their behavior was bordering on wild obsession.

"Dalen! I love you more than a dog loves a good belly rub."

"Dalen! I'd do anything for you."

"Dalen! Do you know the difference between you and the stars? The stars are up there, but you're in my heart."

The fanatical outbursts came from men holding banners and shou