Chapter 261 Death Match

On the desktop computer screen, there is an opened email.

The sender's name was unknown, and the content consisted of just a single number: 8.

Sanbica knew who had sent this unsigned email and what the number represented.

She pursed her lips, then deleted the email.

Thirty minutes earlier, the Hunter Association sent her an email asking her to carry out a mission. Thirty minutes later, an email containing only a number arrived in her personal inbox.

At first glance, the two emails seemed unrelated. The first one was official business, while the second appeared to be spam.

However, Sanbica's email address is highly confidential and only a handful of people know about it...

A moment later, Sanbica closed the email interface, looked back at everyone in the room, and hesitation appeared in her eyes.

In a few days, Law will have a very important battle. But at such a critical moment, she had to leave. If Law were injured, she wouldn't be able to treat him.

"Just now, the Association assigned me a mission." Sanbica suddenly announced, looking at everyone in the room.

Biscuit quickly put down her magazine of handsome men and asked, "Is it urgent?"

Law was about to face a fierce battle and was very likely to be injured, but at this moment, the Association assigned a mission to Sanbica.

"Yes, I have to leave tomorrow morning." Sanbica nodded.

"Then there's nothing we can do." Biscuit shook her head slightly. Without Sanbica, they would have to rely on local medical facilities.

Law stopped Cookie's massage, straightened his upper body, looked at Sanbica, and asked, "Do you need help?"

Sanbica shook her head. While Law's Nen Ability could indeed help her, and the mission was somewhat related to him, Law had his own priorities, so she couldn't ask him to come along.

Seeing that Sanbica didn't need assistance, Law nodded slightly and didn't say more. Since it was a mission assigned by the Association, he didn't want to ask too much. He only assumed it was a mission related to virus.

And just as Law guessed, any mission involving Sanbica would naturally concern viruses. However, he did not realize that this mission also had a slight connection to him.

In a city in the central-southern inland region of the Yorbian Continent, a virus had broken out without warning, spreading rapidly.

Local officials claimed that it was a 'common flu' and that everything was under control. In reality, it was a virus they couldn't yet resolve, and judging by the symptoms, it was very similar to the G2 Virus, except that it had additional life-threatening complications.

The relevant information and treatment methods of the G2 Virus have been uploaded to the database by Sanbica. However, the treatment methods in the database are ineffective, and after further research, it is confirmed that this virus is indeed related to G2.

As a result, the government entrusted this difficult matter to the Hunters Association and specifically requested Sanbica's assistance in handling this matter.

There was not much information she learned through the email. Sanbica would only be able to grasp the full scope of the situation once she entered the quarantine zone. Moreover, the situation seemed urgent, and she had to depart the next morning.

Since Law didn't ask about the mission, Sanbica didn't say anything either.

The next morning, Law accompanied Sanbica to the airport.

"If you need help… just call me."

At the boarding gate, Law looked at Sanbica and made a phone gesture with his hand near his ear.

Sanbica smiled softly, though it was hidden by the mask and Law couldn't see it.

"I will."

She nodded, then paused and said, "That match is important, right? I hope you win without a scratch."

"Of course, I'll win easily." Law replied with a smile.

Winning without a scratch... Since the opponent is Atomu, such thing is obviously unrealistic. But Law agreed with full confidence, even though he knew that injury was inevitable.

"Alright, I'm leaving then." Sanbica said.

"Take care." Law said.

Sanbica turned around, then walked towards her airship.

Her record at Heavens Arena was four wins and one loss. A year ago, such a record would have been unthinkable, but after a year of training with Biscuit, she had improved, though her combat skills and experience were still lacking.

Law watched as Sanbica board the airship before turning to leave.

After leaving the airport, Biscuit was waiting for him outside.

"Have you decided on the date?" Biscuit asked.

Law looked ahead and said calmly, "The sooner, the better!"

....

Heavens Arena attaches great importance to every Floor Master challenge. After all, the potential profits were immense, and high-level combat matches were exactly what the Heavens Arena wanted to see.

When Law submitted his challenge application, Heavens Arena didn't immediately schedule the match. Instead, they postponed the fight by five days.

In the five days leading up to the match, Heavens Arena and the media went into overdrive, stirring up excitement and dividing public opinion into two opposing camps.

Law is a newcomer who has been on the rise recently. He obtained the qualification to challenge the Floor Master with ten decisive victories.

Atomu, on the other hand, is the veteran Floor Master of the Heavens Arena. Before he ascended to the throne of Floor Master, he had both wins and losses.

However, ever since he took over as the Floor Master, he has never lost.

Every Floor Master knows very well what losing means, as it meant returning to the status of a challenger.

Even without that added pressure, no fighter liked to lose.

The day before the match, Atomu finally agreed to an interview with the press. His reason for doing so was to issue a challenge.

"Death match!"

He used those words, making it clear that he intended to kill Law. He also admitted that the loss of his three fingers a year ago was Law's doing.

After receiving the explosive news from Atomu, the reporters were so happy that they almost suffocated and fainted. And in the day leading up to the match, they spared no effort in sensationalizing the event.

Countless over-the-top reports flooded the media, filled with exaggerations and outright fabrications.

No one cared about the truth, as these reports were only meant to pressure Law into accepting the death match.

After all, the Heavens Arena is a formal fighting arena, not an underground fight club. While it is normal for people to die in the ring, there have not been many matches in history where the winning condition is to kill the opponent.

In regular matches, the mortality rate is very low, but when the mode is changed to death match, the mortality rate must be 100%.

If the reporters knew that Law had already planned to have a death match from the beginning, they wouldn't have needed to go to such lengths.

A lot of people want to watch a brutal fighting match where one person must die.

There was still one day left until the match, but the potential audience's interest had already been piqued by the reporters' unscrupulous coverage.

The next day, on the day of the match, the venue was packed as expected. Every place with a Heavens Arena's broadcast was also crowded with people.

The audience who supported Atomu and the audience who supported Law were divided into two groups. Even before the match began, the atmosphere in the venue was charged with tension.

For today's match, the commentator was the same woman who had been covering Law's matches. Since Law often ended his matches quickly, she rarely had a chance to showcase her skills. But today is different...

After all, Law's opponent is the Floor Master, Atomu. She firmly believes that today's match would provide the perfect stage for her professional commentary skills to shine.

"Thank you for waiting, everyone!"

The female commentator injected unprecedented passion into her tone.

"Let's welcome the Floor Master Atomu!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the towering figure of Atomu emerged from the tunnel and stepped onto the ring. On his massive fists, he wore a pair of dark, heavy knuckle dusters!