Pro Wrestling System

Arnold's inner reaction could be best expressed as "crazy" at that moment. After Mark and Lila decided to follow him, there was no way he wouldn't believe that truly... They are up to something!

Arnold shrugged immediately. "Really? You want to practice in the training ring too?" He asked with furrowed brows.

"Yes of course. Is there anything wrong with that?" Mark raised a question.

Arnold thought about it and could only shake his head and reply. "No..."

Hearing his response, Mark nodded and smiled, folding his arms.

"Let's get going then," Lila glanced at the both of them and took the lead towards the training ring.

Mark followed suit immediately, gesturing to Arnold to come on. However, the two figures didn't just know that their friends had something crazy in mind.

"Oh, oh... I forgot I had a plan to run on treadmills first... You guys can go ahead to the training ring. I need to go to the gym house now," Arnold said with a fake seriousness on his face, attempting to hasten to the gym.

However, if he was crazy, his friends were crazier!

"Oh, Mark! Do you remember that our fitness coach asked us to run on treadmills for twenty minutes today? Shit! How come we have forgotten so easily?" Lila, as cunning as she was, acted a real drama, staring at Mark who suddenly appeared to be part of the game.

"Shiiit... That's true. OMG, we have to do that first," Mark said and walked forward, taking the lead toward the gym house.

It was now that Arnold gave up. They really wanted to come with him, no doubt. Even though he had tried enough not to let them come with him, his petty plans failed.

"Whatever..."

Arnold muttered without minding if they had heard him, and turned to approach the training ring.

"Not going to the gym house, anymore?!" Mark shouted from behind.

Arnold, with slight hints of anger on his face, didn't give any response and continued walking. As he got past Lila, she only gave him a cold gaze and looked away.

While they saw him walk towards the training ring, they glanced at themselves for a second and turned to follow suit.

Arnold pushed open the training ring door and went straight to a ring at the extreme of the space. There were up to five rings in the vast room, each given large spaces from each other.

Arnold preferred to stay far from Mark and Lila. Not because he despised them, he wanted no distraction. That was why he didn't want them to come with him in the first place. He wanted to concentrate and improve his tactical combat skills and he gained the five Intelligence points to gain his first Anonymous Skill.

Upon making his way to that ring, Lila and Mark suddenly called back.

"Max!"

Arnold hesitated and turned to look at them.

"What have we done wrong?" A frightening question came from Lila.

"You have been cold these days... What happened?" Mark added.

With a freeze, Arnold changed course in their direction, shocked and perplexed.

"What... What do you mean?" He suddenly found it hard to say these words boldly, but Mark and Lila never cared.

They needed to know what needed to know.

"We are your friends, yet you didn't come to see us after returning from Arizona. As if that wasn't fair enough, you didn't even visit right after. You have been training alone, eating alone, and always wanting to be just ALONE; why?" Mark asked, a hint of sadness on his face.

At this moment, Arnold was dumbfounded, unable to say anything...

He was short of words.

Yet, his friends didn't stop pouring out their feelings.

"If this is because of my love proposal, then I'm sorry. I wouldn't bring up such a topic again," Lila said with a face full of despair and regret, causing Arnold's heart to shatter at that instant.

"We wanted you at this crucial time of our career. We wanted to be as strong as you, as wise as you, as skillful as you..."

"As famous as you..." Mark spoke.

"But it is certain that you don't want us anywhere around you. That hurts so badly because... Because we loved to be with you, every single time!" Mark's voice broke repeatedly.

"It's best we should give you that space you need... It's never good having to force ourselves around you, Max Fury. But no matter what, we still love you and will always support you! Good luck, champ."

Lila was the last to end their touching speech as she suddenly turned and walked out of the training ring. Mark stood for a few seconds, glancing at Arnold sadly. Then he turned and walked away as well, though slowly.

"Wa... Wa... Wait!" Arnold, feeling his heart pound hard in his chest, couldn't help but call back, seeing them walking away.

But unfortunately, they ignored his call and continued walking away, disappearing from sight after a few seconds.

Holding back his stretched arms, he clenched his fist. Truth be told, their speech had broken a part of his heart, almost causing him tears.

The fair truth was that Arnold never wanted them away in the first place. His ambition and the system were ruling over him, and he needed to pursue his goals.

Truth be told, Mark and Lila were the most wonderful friends he had had in his entire life. Although they were far from his ambitious standard, he, too, loved them.

That was why they had gained his trust.

Now that they had decided to leave him due to his sudden attitude, Arnold was left in despair.

He felt guilty... Like he had rejected some poor angels just because he was rising to fame.

This was his judgment, hating himself... However, the case was directly different. Arnold was not just a wrestler...

He was an ambitious professional wrestler.

It would be literal if it was said that the Pro Wrestling System had made him super ambitious...

He stood at the entrance of the training ring with nothing to do, nothing to say.

He was utterly confused...

Nonetheless, while he stayed idle, thinking, the Pro Wrestling System intervened.

[Host, please commence the tactical combat training.]

[I will give a complete guide.]

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[A/N: The book needs Golden Tickets!!! Thank you for always being here!]