Becoming The Strongest Using My Would-You-Rather System!

Minutes passed by slowly.

Theo didn’t move, his eyes remaining locked on David and his family.

Even the noises from the entire arena had faded away for him.

All he saw—

Was them.

He balled his fingers into a fist, clenching them tightly.

Then he forced himself to relax again.

Eventually, soft footsteps rang out behind him.

The woman came to a stop by his side.

Without saying a word, she held out a microphone.

Theo glanced at it for a moment, then took it.

The woman let out a soft, amused chuckle.

’’The stage is yours,’’ she said, gesturing towards David and the arena.

Letting out a deep breath, Theo nodded.

With that, he stepped forward.

All his hesitation, doubt, and even fear vanished in an instant.

’Let’s settle this,’ he thought, his grip tightening around the microphone.

As he walked, nearby spectators clearly began noticing him.

They turned to him one by one, whispers of confusion and curiosity rapidly spreading.

Theo continued forward.

He walked through the front of the entire VIP section.

Finally, he came to a stop.

For a brief moment, he said nothing.

His gaze lifted slightly, locking onto David and his family once more.

By now, even they had already noticed him as well.

David clearly pointed at him, smirking widely as he said things Theo couldn’t pick up.

His mother joined in on the fun, shaking her head lightly in disgust after each word she said.

Then—

Theo raised the microphone.

He cleared his throat softly and tapped on it once.

A loud, but dull thud echoed through the entire arena.

And that was enough.

The noises in the arena slowly began to quiet down.

Even those in the VIP area fell silent, clearly sensing something was about to happen.

Theo waited patiently.

He didn’t want to speak, not when others were still speaking.

As the remaining voices died down, his heartbeat slowed slightly.

Then, finally—

He spoke.

’’Before this tournament begins...’’

His voice rang out through the entire arena.

’’I have something to say.’’

A few confused whispers rang out around him.

But Theo didn’t even look at them.

’’Something that concerns a certain family sitting right in front of me.’’

His grip around the microphone tightened slightly.

Then relaxed.

’’The Whitmores.’’

The name spread through the crowds like a ripple.

People turned immediately, their eyes shifting to large screens lighting up above the arena.

There Theo stood, holding his microphone.

In front of him, the Whitmores, whose expressions had shifted.

Theo continued without hesitating.

’’They are nothing but slave-drivers hiding behind their name.’’

For a brief moment, no one reacted.

Then—

Whispers erupted.

No one was confused or even shocked at what had been said.

Just... that it had been said.

Only Owen stared at him with his mouth wide open, unable to comprehend what was happening.

But Theo wasn’t done yet. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Far from it.

’’Only two months ago, a fire took out an apartment complex,’’ he continued, his voice low. ’’And we... lost everything.’’

A few people in the crowd nodded faintly.

Something like that wasn’t uncommon at all.

’’And in that moment of desperation... they stepped in.’’

Another ripple moved through the arena.

That, on its own, sounded normal.

Even respectable.

But David’s father clearly knew where this was headed.

His expression grew ice cold immediately.

’’Only, it wasn’t out of kindness,’’ Theo said, locking eyes with him. ’’But... to take everything that we had left.’’

The silence in the arena fell heavier than before.

Then—

A violent surge of mana exploded.

Purple flames burst into existence around David’s father, twisting as a crushing pressure slammed down across the VIP section.

Gasps rang out instantly.

Several people stiffened in their seats, some nearly forced to bow under the weight.

The air turned heavy, almost suffocatingly so.

’’Enough.’’

His voice was cold, but clearly filled with restrained fury.

The pressure concentrated on Theo.

His knees buckled slightly as the force crashed into him.

’’Fuck...’’ he muttered through gritted teeth.

Tiny cracks spread through the ground beneath him.

A sharp creak echoed through his body as the pressure pressed down on his bones.

For a moment—

It felt like he was about to be crushed.

But... he wasn’t done yet.

He forced himself upright with gritted teeth.

His grip tightened around the microphone.

’’My father...’’

His voice rang out clearly.

Even under the crushing pressure.

’’A man who sacrificed everything for his family... was given only one choice.’’

David’s father took a step forward.

The pressure intensified instantly.

Theo was forced down on one knee, tiny trails of blood leaking from his nose.

He glanced up, locking eyes with the man he absolutely despised.

Just then, a hand touched his shoulder.

A warm feeling spread through Theo’s body as the pressure disappeared in an instant.

Before he could even see who it was, a cold voice echoed out.

’’Alia Shepherd,’’ David’s father said. ’’Explain yourself.’’

Theo glanced behind him, seeing the same woman standing there.

Her eyes narrowed while a green light continued flowing towards him.

’’I should be asking the same to you,’’ she said, her tone firm.

She paused for a moment.

’’You are actively ruining my event and just attacked a participant,’’ she continued, her voice colder now.

Her gaze locked onto him.

’’So tell me, Victor Whitmore...’’

’’What the hell do you think you’re doing?’’

Victor’s gaze hardened.

For a moment, he said nothing.

’’I was preventing that child from defaming us with lies,’’ he finally said.

A few murmurs spread through the crowd again.

But Alia simply raised an eyebrow.

’’Lies?’’ she repeated.

Her lips curled into a faint smile.

’’We haven’t even heard the full story yet.’’

She tilted her head, her smile turning wicked.

’’How do we know if it’s a lie?’’

Victor’s jaw tightened.

His eyes flicked toward her as the flames around him grew fiercer.

’’You don’t want to do this,’’ he said quietly.

Alia kept staring into his eyes, completely unfazed.

’’I don’t know,’’ she said lightly.

A wider smile spread across her face.

’’I’m pretty interested in the rest of the story...’’

She turned her head slightly, glancing down at Theo.

The same amused expression still there.

’’Go on.’’

Theo glanced up for a moment.

Then he forced himself back to his feet, wiping the blood from his mouth.