The scene of Sandy collapsing once again was broadcasted live to audiences everywhere.
Nen Masters like Netero and Silva had tuned in specifically to watch Law's performance. When Sandy fell for the second time, they turned off their TVs.
Without direct physical contact, Law had somehow lifted the stone slab into the air, suggesting a Manipulation-Type Ability. Then, by infusing the shattered fragments of the slab with Aura, he demonstrated Emission-Type Ability.
The combination of these two abilities resulted in a deadly strike, showcasing Law's sophisticated Aura Control.
However, what intrigued them more was Law's ability to extinguish the flames. During Sandy's close-range assault, they had seen it clearly.
If Sandy's high-temperature claw strikes had landed on Law, they would have caused irreversible damage. Even if they missed, the high-temperature sparks would have inflicted continuous harm.
Yet, the sparks extinguished before they could touch Law, significantly weakening Sandy's offensive potential and allowing Law to deliver a fatal blow.
Before losing consciousness, Sandy still couldn't figure out how Law had done it. Whether it was extinguishing the flames or lifting the stone slab from a distance, both feats seemed utterly baffling.
The referee crouched beside the fallen Sandy and began the count. When he reached zero and Sandy still showed no signs of movement, the referee stood up and signaled a 'KO', declaring Law the winner of this match.
Without comparison, there would be no sense of disparity. Sandy, a seasoned veteran of Heavens Arena who was on the verge of reaching the Floor Master-level, had been utterly defeated by a newcomer who had just reached the 200th floor.
This highly anticipated match had ended in less than two minutes.
If Law had struggled to secure his victory, then it would have been an exciting and memorable match. However, Law had won too easily, so easily that it almost seemed like a fixed fight.
In the commentary booth, the commentator girl saw the referee's gesture and excitedly announced, "Let's congratulate Law on his first victory, securing his first win against the Pyromaniac, Sandy!"
The audience in the venue was well-mannered. No one booed, and even those who had lost their bets joined in to cheer for Law.
This was Heavens Arena, the world's most renowned fighting stage, and it was customary to applaud the victor after every match.
The thunderous cheers that had initially welcomed Sandy were now directed at Law.
The reporters in the venue rose from their seats in the lower stands and ran towards Law on the ring.
They wanted to interview Law and get first-hand news, and at the same time, they had already started drafting their articles in their heads.
However, Law paid no attention to the reporters rushing toward him. As soon as the referee declared his victory, he walked toward the exit, leaving the bewildered reporters behind.
'What the hell?'
Most fighters above the 200th floor were there for fame and fortune. Post-match interviews were a favorite part of the process for many, as they allowed the victors to bask in their glory and boost their reputation through the media.
Therefore, reporters were used to the winners cooperating with interviews, which is why they were completely caught off guard when this dark horse suddenly walked away without looking back.
As a result, the reporters were left in an awkward position, joining the rest of the audience in watching Law leave the venue.
The grand spectacle had ended far more quickly than anyone had anticipated. Combined with Law's refusal to participate in the interview, the live broadcast, which had started an hour early, concluded in record time.
From this day forward, the audiences who followed the matches above the 200th floor of Heavens Arena would remember Law.
This newcomer, who had just reached the 200th floor, had decisively defeated Sandy, a fighter with nine victories under his belt.
…
Law returned to the lounge, only to find that only Sanbica and Buhara were there.
"Where's Biscuit?" Law asked.
Buhara replied: "She went to collect her money as soon as you knocked out Sandy."
"Collect her money?" Law was confused at first, then realized that it was about the bets. He suddenly felt helpless, then asked, "Have you two registered yet?"
Buhara and Sanbica shook their heads. Both of them had advanced to the 200th floor today and needed to complete their registration before midnight, or they would lose their qualifications.
"Then let's go register now. I'll go with you. I need to apply for my second match anyway." Law said.
After his match with Sandy, Law was unharmed and hadn't even used much of his Aura. He could easily fight another match tomorrow if needed.
Hearing Law's words, Sanbica softly added, "I've placed a bet, too."
"Hmm?" Law looked puzzled.
"Hehe, me too!" Buhara chuckled.
"So…"
Seeing Law's confused expression, Buhara explained, "We'll collect the money first, then go register."
"…"
Law was speechless.
A short while later, Law accompanied Buhara and Sanbica to collect their winnings, but they didn't run into Biscuit. When they called her, they found out she had already gone on a shopping spree after winning her bet.
So, Law took Buhara and Sanbica straight to the 200th floor.
As soon as they stepped out of the elevator, they were greeted by the same woman with slight dark circles under her eyes and long, red-painted nails.
When the woman saw Law this time, there was a hint of subtle reverence in her eyes, though she didn't show it too obviously.
Just like yesterday, the hallway leading to the registration window was still filled with a malicious Aura.
Those opportunistic fighters, who were always looking for an easy win, would often gather to give newcomers a 'warm welcome' when they advanced to the 200th floor.
Under the watchful eyes of the woman, Law walked ahead, with Buhara and Sanbica following behind him.
The three of them walked through the passage and turned left, then they saw the fighters in the corridor, all eyeing them like predators.
"You guys really have nothing better to do, huh?"
Looking at the group of people in the corridor, Law shook his head slightly.
"Why is it him?"
When they saw Law, the group was instantly startled. Without saying a word, they quickly withdrew their Aura and left in a hurry.
"Who are they?" Sanbica asked puzzledly.
"No idea."
Law responded casually. He had no interest in these clowns.
A minute later, the three of them arrived at the registration window. Before they could even state their purpose, the girl behind the window quickly handed over a blank sheet of paper and a pen.
Law glanced at the blank paper, feeling puzzled, and asked, "Why is it blank?"
'When I came yesterday, it was not a blank piece of paper, but a form.'
But the girl at the window blushed shyly. She opened her mouth, showing a small canine tooth, and said, "Um... can you give me an autograph?"
"…"
Law rolled his eyes when he heard this, but he still picked up the pen to sign the paper. Just as he was about to write his name, he had a sudden idea.
The tip of the pen touched the paper, and after a moment, he smoothly his name with Chinese Character.
The girl took the autograph and looked at it. It was a character she didn't recognize. Despite being familiar with many languages, she had no recollection of this particular script.
"Can we register now?" Law asked politely at this time.
"Oh, of course!"
The girl snapped out of her thoughts and quickly pulled out two forms.
Buhara and Sanbica completed their registrations quickly, while Law applied for his next match, ticking the option that he is 'available at any time'.
Meanwhile, Hisoka, Machi, Nobunaga, and Uvogin were on their way to the airport.
After watching the live broadcast, they had immediately set off for Heavens Arena.
After making this decision, Machi, Nobunaga, and Uvogin did not tell Law, planning to surprise him.
After Law's match with Sandy, although the reporters hadn't been able to interview Law, they still planned to link him with Atomu in their reports.