Chapter 236 Malicious Aura

With the match between Law and Buhara concluded, the two fighters exited the arena. However, the roaring cheers from the audience showed no signs of stopping. With a ticket price of 50th floor, they witnessed a battle that was almost on par with the 200th floor standard, and they were very satisfied.

Even those who had lost their bets weren't too disappointed.

With his victory, Law advanced to the 60th floor, while Buhara, having lost, was demoted to the 40th floor. As the two fighters left the stage, the next set of contestants was already preparing for battle.

Law had won by accumulating 10 points. He knocked Buhara down five times in total and got a perfect score of ten. Such score was rare occurrence in Heavens Arena's combat history.

Because Law had targeted only Buhara's abdomen, and Buhara had thick skin, the internal injuries he sustained weren't too severe.

As they walked out of the arena together under the watchful eyes of the crowd, neither of them realized that this battle had cemented their names in the minds of many people.

…

In the corridor, after confirming that Buhara's injuries weren't too serious, Law pulled out his phone and called Biscuit, asking for their location.

After getting the hotel's name, he hung up and walked toward the elevator with Buhara.

Upon reaching the ground floor, they once again encountered the woman who had welcomed them earlier.

"Please have a good evening."

She smiled warmly at Law as he walked past.

Law returned a polite smile at her, then he and Buhara left the first floor and walked outside.

The receptionist looked at Law's departing figure, her eyes sparkling.

…

After leaving the Heavens Arena, the sky had already darkened, leaving only a faint afterglow on the horizon.

On the streets, the flow of people has increased instead of decreased, and there's now more people than during the day. The city's night life thrived under dazzling lights and bustling crowds.

"Boss, were the fighting skills you used taught by Big Sis?" As they walked, Buhara's eyes kept wandering over the high-end restaurants on both sides of the street.

"Yeah." Law nodded.

"I think the 'Prone Palm' that Dafifi taught me is very useful, but I just couldn't land a single hit on you…" Buhara recalled the battle just now, and his depressed mood surged up again.

Law thought for a moment and said, "Your 'Prone Palm' probably works well when combined with Nen. But without Nen, it's too straightforward, as it's too… predictable."

Buhara's fighting style relied heavily on his hands, and the technique Dafifi had taught him was likely developed after he had mastered Nen. Without it, the technique lacked real impact.

Buhara nodded as if he understood. After he learned this fighting skill, he had been using it in conjunction with his Nen, so it made sense that it felt weaker without it.

Little did he know that if they can use Nen to fight just now, even if Law did not use God Hand, he could just rely on his Ryu to quickly mobilize his Aura and knock Buhara to the ground with an elbow strike in the first clash.

As they walked through the vibrant cityscape, Law's gaze wandered over the flashing lights and lively streets. In his mind, he replayed countless sparring sessions with Biscuit.

Then, the corners of his mouth rose, and he sighed in his heart, 'It was great to meet Biscuit. If it weren't for her, I would have to grope for a long time to reach my current level.'

After walking for less than a kilometer, the two arrived at the 'Alita Hotel' and took the elevator in the lobby directly to the 56th floor.

Biscuit had already booked the room for them. Initially, she had planned to reserve a suite at the very top, but because of Heavens Arena's unique status, all penthouse suites had long been booked by wealthy VIPs.

After entering Biscuit's room, Law took the room key from her.

In response to Biscuit's questioning, Law briefly summarized today's match, while Sanbica treated Buhara's injuries.

"I didn't expect you two to be matched up against each other." Biscuit rested her thumb against her smooth chin, 'If I had known, I would've stayed to watch.'

"I'm hungry!"

After receiving treatment, Buhara's stomach immediately began growling in protest.

Law glanced at Buhara, who looked more energized the closer it got to mealtime, and shook his head helplessly. He could already tell that another hefty meal expense was coming. At this rate, his savings would run out within half a month.

However, by that time, he figured that they should have reached the 200th floor, and the prize money would be more than enough to cover Buhara's expenses.

The group left the hotel and headed toward the food street.

When it was time for dinner, Black Cat jumped out on time. He and Buhara cleared out the stalls along the way, attracting horrified glances from passers-by.

Buhara and Black Cat are like a gluttonous duo. They can never be fed enough, which makes the street vendors beamed with joy at the unexpected business boost.

After their feast, they returned to the hotel. Buhara took a quick shower and crashed onto his bed, instantly falling asleep. Meanwhile, Law joined Biscuit and Sanbica to practice some simple but effective Nen Techniques.

They trained until they completely exhausted their Aura, finally stopping only when they could no longer maintain their Aura.

Although he was not very tired, Law still asked Biscuit to summon Cookie to give him a massage.

…

"Law, I'm signing up for the Heavens Arena tomorrow." Sanbica, who was sitting nearby, suddenly announced.

Lying face down on the bed, Law turned his head toward her and said, "That's great. Worst case, you'll at least earn some money."

"Yeah." Sanbica nodded slightly. Recently, apart from constantly refining the data on various viruses every day, she had rarely gone out to deal with actual virus-related incidents.

Biscuit glanced at the two of them, then walked to the balcony and gazed at the night view below. She couldn't help but feel a bit reluctant, as it wouldn't be long before she had to part ways with Law and the others.

She's used to being out there on her own, and she never expected that one day, she'd feel this way.

'I really can't wait to see what these two will achieve in the future.' Biscuit thought silently in her heart.

…

With two matches per day, and each victory advancing them ten floors, Law climbed the ranks at an astounding pace.

Law won every battle by knocking out his opponent with one blow, and it only took him a week to reach the 200th floor. Sanbica, who registered a day later, and Buhara, who was defeated by Law, also won every match.

However, Law reached the 200th floor earlier than the two, earning over 200 million Jenny in prize money and gaining a massive fan following.

Every time he fought, the audience seats are packed without exception, mainly because people bet on Law to win, but the odds are low, so they don't make much money.

On this day, Law came to the elevator leading to the 200th floor alone, and watched the numbers in the elevator slowly jump.

Upon reaching the 200th floor, all fighters had to re-register, and the match schedule would change.

Most importantly, from this floor onward, every opponent was a Nen User.

Ding!

The elevator doors slid open.

Law walked out of the elevator, and followed the direction signs to a passage near the reception desk. After walking through this passage and turn left, he would reach the reception desk.

Before reaching it, he spotted a woman in uniform standing in the middle of the hallway. Her slightly disheveled hair fell over her shoulders, framing a pretty but weary face, as her dark circles and fatigued expression hinted at exhaustion.

Behind her, Law could sense an ominous presence composed of many murderous Auras, but this malicious Aura that gathered from the crowd was not emitted by her, and the woman seemed completely unaffected, as if she wasn't even aware of it.

Feeling this malicious Aura that was clearly directed at him, Law's expression remained calm.

The woman in uniform saw Law, who was surrounded by the aura but remained extremely calm, and the corner of her mouth raised slightly as she called out Law's name.

"Mr. Law."

Law smiled, raised his hand and pointed at the passage behind her, and said seriously: "It looks like someone isn't too happy to see me."

The woman nodded and smiled, "Just a little reminder that there are currently 198 fighters on this floor waiting for their chance to take you down."