On the arena, Kojo lay on the ground, clutching his abdomen as blood streamed down his face. A doctor, who had been waiting nearby, began to treat him.

Apart from some dust on his clothes, Qi looked almost unchanged.

He flashed a childlike, sunny smile and waved to the audience in the stands, eliciting even more screams.

……

Kevin has already filled out the registration form.

He listened as the saleswoman next to him explained the rules of the Sky Arena.

The higher the floor, the more bonuses you receive. After the hundredth floor, you will also be provided with dedicated accommodation rooms, which are of the standard of a star-rated hotel.

Each level is divided into ten floors, with the hundredth and two hundredth floors being watersheds. Battles above the two hundredth floor no longer offer rewards; they are more about honor.

Moreover, the prize money is extremely generous. After the 100th floor, the prize money reaches the million level, and after the 150th floor, it rises to the tens of millions level.

The 190th floor was given a direct reward of 200 million.

No wonder this place attracts so many martial artists; it's all about the money.

"Shall we begin the fight now?"

"Is it available now?" Kevin asked, somewhat surprised.

The staff member nodded: "If you agree, we can arrange the fight right now."

"Then let's make the arrangements."

Kevin barely had to wait before someone led him to the arena.

As a newly registered contestant on the first floor, the arena in front of me is obviously a relatively small one.

Interestingly, even in the arena for fighters on the first floor, the stands were almost full of spectators.

During the preparation time, Kevin rested in the players' lounge, where he could see the battle outside through the television screen in front of him.

He quickly understood why even the most basic competitions attracted so many viewers.

It turns out someone was offering tickets; that's the main source of revenue for Sky Arena.

Many people watch these early fights, identify the skilled fighters, and follow them, placing bets along the way.

Kevin watched game after game.

These matches ended very quickly, either because the skill gap between the two players was so large that it resulted in a knockout, or because it was a close contest between two weaker opponents that quickly went to a full score.

"Kevin, it's your turn."

Kevin got up and walked towards the arena.

As a low-level arena where battles take place at any moment, there are no dedicated commentators, only a few referees who take turns.

Kevin didn't see his opponent until he stepped onto the arena.

They seem to be around my age? They both look like teenagers.

That's right, this body is only in its early twenties, and is undoubtedly a top student.

"Another white-haired guy?" Kevin couldn't help but complain.

His opponent was a tall, thin young man, most notable for his long white hair and the newsboy cap he wore.

Could it be another family of assassins?

Although everyone in this world has a different hair color, white hair is relatively rare.

“Hello, my name is Kate,” the opponent sent a polite introduction.

It doesn't look like it.

However, Kevin did not relax and remained vigilant with a furrowed brow.

"Yes, my name is Kevin."

What incredibly bad luck! The person on the other end is a Nen user.

Of all the fighters he's seen, he's only ever met a handful of Nen users, yet he had to encounter one in the very first match.

Could it be that Nen users are also attracted to each other?

Chapter Twenty: Kate vs. X

Kate observed the other side.

Using the newly learned [凝] (concentration) technique, he carefully observed the other person.

"An ordinary person." That's the judgment he made.

As the battle was about to begin, the opponent seemed somewhat wary, but did not adopt a fighting stance.

He doesn't seem to be a very skilled martial artist.

Then let's not waste time and finish him off in one blow.

"start!"

The referee gave the whistle.

Kate rushed over.

A swift and powerful palm strike can send even an elite martial artist flying, resulting in an immediate knockout.

"boom!"

In their first encounter, Kate jumped back and returned to her original position.

He looked at Kevin in surprise and reached out to touch his stomach.

A whistle rang out from the side: "Attack successful."

Kevin scores one point.

"Why does this guy only know how to use brute force? But his strength is indeed great," Kevin couldn't help but sigh. The other person looked thin, but his physical strength and explosiveness far exceeded Kevin's without using breathing techniques.

After all, he had only been training for three months. Before that, he was just a lab technician with weak limbs.

But that's not the kind of battle he wants.

He wanted a fight where the opponent used various techniques and martial arts, not just brute force.

"Anyone can use brute force to throw straight punches, right?" He came here to fight, but he wanted more than just that.

“Hey, how long are you going to stand there?” Kevin reminded him.

As soon as he finished speaking, Kate rushed forward again. This time, he wasn't as arrogant as before.

He arrived in front of Kevin at lightning speed, and just as he was about to launch his attack, he suddenly dodged to the side.

A hook punch came from the left.

The strike hit, but Kate didn't press her advantage. She jumped back and created distance between herself and Kevin.

Although the shot hit, Kevin remained motionless.

"Yes, that's how it should be."

Kevin smiled, quite satisfied, upon realizing he had been hit.

This is the kind of fight he wants. He won't use any techniques other than the most basic defense using his qi.

Let the body handle the battle; use your body to remember and react.

Through repeated battles, even those with poor physical learning abilities will develop instinctive conditioned reflexes.

Only in a place like the Sky Arena, where one can fight against highly skilled martial artists anytime, anywhere, can Kevin's need be met.

This was also Bisky's goal.

In such battles, Kevin's body will also receive ample training and development, making up for his lack of physical training.

Because the defense of ki doesn't actually cause serious injury, but it will still cause pain, and it doesn't affect Kevin's other time for learning and training his Nen abilities.

It's all good, we win!

With the score tied at 1-1, Kate didn't rush into a shot this time, but instead observed her opponent once again.

He was absolutely certain that he had hit the target, and with considerable force.

Even if a non-Nen user managed to withstand it, they shouldn't look completely unharmed like they do now.

There is only one possible scenario.

【凝】(Níng) means to use again.

He focused his energy on his eyes, concentrating intently. He watched as Kevin's naturally dissipated energy gathered on his head, forming smoke that drifted upwards.

"It's an illusion. The opponent's Nen ability is far more powerful than mine. This is an illusion created by manipulating ki."

This was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

This wasn't a life-or-death battle; it was just an ordinary competition.

However, the enemy maintained this deceptive ability from beginning to end, meaning it wasn't directed at anyone in particular, but rather a result of the enemy's own wary nature.

This was the first time he had encountered such a situation since he learned some techniques and began chanting under Jin's tutelage.

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