Nen En!
It was the Gold trait he had fard from old man Zeno back then.
Now Riku could be considered a prototype of a hexagonal warrior, so the mont this thing was activated, its range directly exceeded Zeno's!
Five hundred ters!
That was Riku's current limit for En.
But in reality, it was already enough to cover more than half of the upper floors of Heaven's Arena.
It could be said.
You are all... within my domain!
At this mont.
In a dim corridor.
Hisoka's expression abruptly changed.
He clearly felt an unfamiliar Nen sweep over him and then envelop the entire arena!
His face beca exceptionally ugly.
En!
As a Nen Master-level existence, he naturally understood this perfectly well.
And he also shockingly felt that the Nen possessed by the opponent was above his own!
Who is it?
To have actually arrived here?
Hisoka's brows furrowed tightly.
If before this he was a hunter waiting for his prey, leisurely preparing to hunt here, at this very mont, he felt a chill down his spine and his heart couldn't help but pound wildly.
This feeling was very unpleasant.
Moreover, it was a sixth sense from the bottom of his heart, giving him a very strong intuition that in this instant, he seed to have beco the prey of so very powerful guy.
Not just him, the opponent had even enveloped the entire upper floors of Heaven's Arena within it.
Then.
This bizarre feeling only lasted for a few seconds before disappearing.
This Nen En is like a scanning radar. If released long-term, the consumption on oneself is extrely high.
Even Riku wasn't extravagant to this extent. If used for close-quarters combat, the range of Nen En could be compressed. The effect was equivalent to Observation Haki, allowing one to perceive the opponent's movents in advance through the Nen covering the area around their body, thus making the best response.
If this range covered the entirety of the desired area, the consumption of one's own Nen would be even greater.
But just this montary scan was completely enough. Riku had already viewed so of the personnel currently inside this arena.
Among them, the most eye-catching was naturally Hisoka.
"Scram!"
Suddenly.
A very arrogant voice rang out.
Short blue hair, blue eyes, a ferocious white bone half-mask on his cheek, hands in his pockets revealing a solid chest, a black Hollow hole on his lower abdon, a slender katana slanted at his waist, a man wearing a white Espada uniform appeared.
Old Six Grimmjow, Riku's Nen Beast.
"Hm?"
Hisoka was taken aback, because he hadn't even noticed the opponent had arrived in front of him just now.
This guy was also one of his intended hunting targets.
But he didn't expect the opponent to actually provoke him first!?
Moreover, this guy in front of him gave him a sowhat strange feeling, but he couldn't put his finger on what was strange.
Hisoka was slightly stunned.
Grimmjow Riku, however, had already chosen to strike.
Claws descended.
Boom—
Hisoka was knocked back, and the wall was sliced open like tofu dregs, leaving five gashes a full 5 ters long.
What astonishing destructive power!
Grimmjow Riku gave Hisoka a mocking look and sneered without giving any face: "To be honest, I hate insidious guys like you the most. If you keep looking at like that, I don't mind digging your eyes out."
"Hehe."
Hisoka sneered coldly, took a deep look at Grimmjow, and actually slowly yielded the way?
Grimmjow Riku didn't stand on ceremony either, directly striding in.
"Interesting... what an intoxicating flavor~~"
Hisoka licked his tongue, looking at Grimmjow Riku's departing back. He then took a deep look at the direction of the elevator before ultimately choosing to leave.
Originally, he was going to test here to see if his other fruits had ripened yet.
But looking at it now, these were all unnecessary.
Because there were simply too many fruits arriving at the arena now; he probably wouldn't be able to eat them all in one bite.
Things were getting more and more fun.
Hisoka sneered, hands in his pockets, his back disappearing at the end of the corridor.
At the other end of the corridor.
The elevator doors opened.
Gon-kun, Killua, and Riku stepped out.
"Wow! This place is indeed different from below. Such huge floor-to-ceiling windows, and there are so few people here."
Gon-kun was extrely surprised, looking at the empty corridor.
At least on the 190th floor, you could still see people packed together, but arriving here, it felt like there were basically no figures around.
The corridor was very quiet.
A trace of a smile played on Riku's lips.
It seed the effect of his Grimmjow Nen Beast was very good, directly paving the way for him in advance and saving him so unnecessary trouble.
He didn't want to watch that guy Hisoka act tough here.
He wondered if the cooldown for that guy Hisoka's progress was over yet?
The Black girl couldn't co up anymore, because as a non-contestant, she could only stay on the 190th floor. However, as big shots above the 200th floor, there were naturally rooms on the 190th floor for the Black girl to stay in, so there was no need to worry about her.
The three of them walked straight through the passageway.
"Welco to the 200th floor. Please sign and register here."
The receptionist lady here was clearly much prettier than the ones downstairs.
As expected, the quality of service for high-end clients was much better, and Blue traits could even be seen on this receptionist lady.
Of course, these things were quite useless to Riku.
Because this receptionist lady was just an ordinary person, the traits on her mostly provided bonuses to service.
"Are you gentlen preparing to apply for a match imdiately? This floor uses a declared battle system. We have prepared a 90-day combat preparation period for you. During this period, you can choose to participate in a match on any day. Of course, fighting every day until you are exhausted is also not a problem. For every match fought, you can obtain another 90 days of preparation ti."
"However, if you do not fight within the ti limit, you will lose your qualification, and even your record will be canceled. Please be aware."
The receptionist lady said with a smiling face.
"You said for every match fought... so how many matches in total are needed to pass this floor?"
Gon-kun asked curiously.
"To pass this floor, you must win 10 matches. However, if you lose 4 matches before achieving 10 victories, that will also be considered losing your qualification for the competition."
"Once you gentlen have won 10 matches, you can challenge the Floor Masters!"
"The Floor Masters are the 21 top-tier fighters! From the 230th floor to the 250th floor, each floor is occupied by a fighter. Do you three understand? If you can defeat these Floor Masters, from that mont on, you will beco the ruler of that floor."
"In addition, you can also participate in the Battle Olympia held every two years on the top floor, and obtain the honor of this martial arts tournant..."
...
The receptionist lady babbled a whole bunch of information.
To put it bluntly.
Battles on this upper floor were mainly to pursue greater strength and obtain higher honors.
But in reality, this so-called Battle Olympia thing was absolutely just blowing hot air.
Because at least in the outside world, this thing was rarely heard of. In other words, even if such a competition existed, it probably wasn't mainstream.
But no matter what, it seed like a very good opportunity for him.
Only the strong... are worthy of contributing traits to him.
This place is absolutely a holy land for farming traits too!
Gon-kun and Killua listened with bewildered expressions. After all, these two little guys were really just children. They were fundantally uninterested in the honors and such ntioned by the receptionist lady.
Their biggest purpose for coming here was to earn money, and then to challenge the other contestants.
Because after witnessing Riku's power, both of them currently possessed a heart that eagerly desired to beco stronger.
"Hey! Girl, sign up for battles every Monday and Tuesday!"
Suddenly.
An arrogant voice rang out.
Grimmjow Riku.
Old Six has arrived.
He even cast an incredibly arrogant glance at Riku and the others.
"Riku-nii... this guy is very dangerous!"
Killua's expression instantly changed slightly. He even had the illusion of returning to the past, when he didn't know Nen at all, and faced that terrifying feeling of his brother. This guy in front of him was absolutely very dangerous.
He had a savage, beast-like feeling!
"I felt it too."
Gon-kun's expression was also solemn.
Riku's expression was indifferent.
Damn it!
He's my Nen Beast, after all, the persona can't be broken. And the more he acts like this, if he causes a huge disaster in the future, people won't think this guy has anything to do with .
The one doing bad things is Pantera Grimmjow, it has nothing to do with Riku.
He is a bad guy, Riku is a good guy.
"Ah? Do you really want to do this? Sir, fighting two days in a row is quite dangerous for you. Moreover, you only need to fight one match to obtain a 90-day cooldown period."
The receptionist lady was also startled and hurriedly reminded him.
"Why so much nonsense? Just Monday and Tuesday, these are the only two days this great one is free!"
Pantera grinned and glanced at Riku and the others, his eyes full of incredibly arrogant and unbridled haughtiness.
Soon.
His affairs were handled.
"Wednesday and Thursday, consecutive battles."
Nen Beast Ulquiorra walked over, as cold as a block of ice.
Even without getting close, one could feel a coldness that kept people a thousand miles away.
Especially that transparent black hole on his neck, it was even more chilling.
A guy with a hole through his chest who can still live here is either a ruthless person or an absolute madman!
"Hiss—"
Both Gon-kun and Killua inexplicably felt their hearts tense up.
They didn't feel any pressure below the 190th floor earlier, but arriving at the 200th floor now, both of them felt imnse pressure.
At least the Pantera and Ulquiorra before them both gave the two an extrely, extrely dangerous feeling.
This was instinctual intuition!
That receptionist lady was even more frightened, trembling all over, especially upon seeing the two green tear marks on Ulquiorra's face.
This kind of non-mainstream attire was truly sowhat intimidating.
She didn't even dare ask a single question, directly handling the relevant procedures for the opponent.
Absolutely a monster.
Why did two such monsters suddenly appear today, actually choosing to fight two days in a row?
Once reaching above the 200th floor, many contestants would choose to enter a resting state imdiately after winning once.
Furthermore, in order to maintain their current floor status, they would carefully select their matches, looking at the match tis of other contestants. If they were exceptionally powerful contestants, they would naturally choose to avoid them.
So as a receptionist lady, she often received favors from so contestants hoping she could provide information regarding other contestants to facilitate their choice of opponents.
But these two guys who ca over didn't have any needs in this regard; instead, they stated they wanted to fight consecutive battles, absolutely belonging to the category of battle maniacs.
Such guys on the 200th floor and above only have two possible outcos: one is dying very quickly, and the other is possessing absolute strength.
To tell the truth.
Regardless of which kind it was, neither was an entity this receptionist lady wanted to provoke.
"Um... excuse , could you please select for ? I can fight on Fridays and Sundays. On Saturdays, I have to prepare for the supermarket sale, so I don't have ti to participate in battles."
Suddenly.
An egghead with an eccentric art style walked over, looking simply harmless to humans and animals.
It even made people unable to understand how this guy managed to reach the 200th floor.
Upon seeing the Saitama before her, the receptionist lady was also dumbfounded for a long ti.
She even couldn't help but pinch her own cheek, thinking she hadn't woken up and was still dreaming.
But after pinching herself until it hurt, she realized this was actually real.
This expressionless egghead before her was a true 200th-floor contestant, and he also similarly requested consecutive battles.
Moreover, these three guys had one thing in common: they had no requirents for their opponents. In other words, anyone above the 200th floor, including any tier, could challenge these few.
In reality, as contestants at this level, they could set certain rules, at least preventing contestants significantly higher in floors from coming down to fry the fish pond.
Monsters!
"T-that... Sir, won't you consider spacing out your battles? In reality, you only need to fight one match every three months."
Seeing that this egghead before her seed easy to talk to, the receptionist lady finally summoned the courage to kindly remind him.
"That won't be necessary. I ca here to fight."
Saitama Riku said seriously.
"Alright, I will prepare it for you imdiately. Today happens to be Friday, may I ask if it is convenient for you to fight today?"
The receptionist lady asked.
Saitama Riku nodded. "Of course, I ca over specifically today to fight matches, of course it's convenient."
"Alright, I will arrange it for you imdiately!!"
The receptionist lady said hastily.
"Ah! It's you! Mr. Saitama!"
Gon-kun recognized this egghead and exclaid in excitent, because he couldn't understand why Saitama suddenly gave way to him earlier.
"Oh, you are?"
Saitama Riku's acting skills were online.
"I am Gon! Do you still rember? We t back on the 110th floor!"
"Is that so? I can't quite rember. Maybe I've fought a bit too many matches recently. Is there anything you need?"
"No, no! I'm just really excited to be able to et Mr. Saitama here. Riku-nii, Mr. Saitama is really powerful! He's also the One-Punch Man type!!"
Riku twitched the corner of his mouth and sighed helplessly internally: Saitama... is truly One-Punch Man, little brother.
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