All Chapters of Hunters: The Prequel: Chapter 321 - Chapter 330

“Call me when you are done,” Ivor informed the group of teens and went into yet another backroom, leaving Mane asking himself how big this place truly was.The information in the Record Stone had images of the fights from the previous round – the Quarter Finals. And they were currently about to watch the first fight.“Blue Team versus Orange Team,” Lam was very excited to see the first match. He rubbed his hands in anticipation, looking like a puppy eager for some treats.“How do you know the names of the teams?” Mane asked the strangely acting Lam. He had learnt from Lam, even before they got here that the tournament started with 32 teams. And it was strange to him that Lam had been able to easily identify the teams facing off even after 24 had been knocked out. Did that mean that his friend had studied the names of all the teams? He was much more involved in this than Mane thought.“Well, I found out about

“The Steel Fist herself has given us the go ahead folks! The first match would begin shortly!” Peter spoke enthusiastically into the amplification stone.“Indeed. All that remains are the representatives for each team’s first match,” Maggie added.“Who do you think would start for the two teams?” Peter asked.“Well the first match is of great importance because it carries a lot of weight. Winning the first match takes a great load off the shoulders of the winning team and pressures the losing team. It also fills the winners with morale and confidence to go all the way. Rarely do we see a team win the first match and then go on to lose the game. So it would be important for both teams to bring strong contenders to the table. Ideally the captains who are the strongest should be the ones to go forward” Maggie quickly replied.“But the captains wouldn’t go forward that easily. Not only must the

“That was amazing!” As the entire stadium reeled in the shock of having another of the Blue Team members lose a round, Peter the Commentator exclaimed in praise. “Indeed Peter. Such pulsating action, and a very close match too,” Maggie was just as excited as Peter was. Although the Blue Team, a representative of Asher City had lost, the match was an exciting one. It was a close fought match which had every member of the audience on the edge of their seat, with no one confident about who was going to come out on top. Yes, Orange Monk was better based on the numbers, but this was a match in which Musclehead had shown just how strong he was. Although Musclehead lost in the end, he proved that he was strong enough to not be overlooked by any enemy. “I lost,” Musclehead scratched his cheek embarrassingly and extended his hand to Orange Monk for a handshake. “But I had fun,” he added. “Me too,” Orange Monk smirked and took Musclehead’s hand. Even he had to admit th

“Amazing Maggie. What a battle!”“Indeed Peter. It was amazing to the very end. Orange Monk fought valiantly, and it is a pity that we probably wouldn’t see him again in the Grand Tourney”Mane nodded at the words of the commentator. Orange Monk looked fine now, but his injuries were grave. Mane could tell from the wound depth that Blue King had shown mercy in the end and hadn’t fully pierced the chest of Orange Monk with his blade. It was more like only the tip went in. Plus because of Steel Fist’s intervention, Orange Monk’s wound wasn’t deep. However, the man lost a lot of blood from the wound. Plus the injuries he incurred using that strange technique were probably going to be more problematic to deal with. And that wasn’t even the end. Mane didn’t ignore the limp arm which was probably due to a shoulder injury. In other words, Orange Monk was going to be out for a long time.“I wonder i

The crowd felt like a bomb had gone off in their heads. Who were Tigers? They were Predators at the very top of the food chain. Due to the disappearance of Nightmares from the world for so many years everyone regarded Tigers as the peak that could only be admired from afar. Every Tiger of every city was well respected and received great treatment. They were like kings that could get anything they wanted as long as they whistled or clapped for it. These powerful beings rarely made public appearances, but one had revealed himself today.“How is that possible?” Peter was very surprised. In fact, the word was like an understatement this time around. How could Vital Orange be a Tiger?“I know it is hard to believe, but that is the truth. Those kind of movements; the confidence to attempt something like that and achieve it with absolute certainty. That is the mark of a Tiger. Vital Orange is no longer a Tiger Cub. He’s a fully grown Tiger now.”