Six-Eyed Sukuna, starting from Hunter x Hunter

Chapter 55 The Contestant on the 200th Floor

[Congratulations, host! Your compatibility with Gojo Satoru has increased by 5%.]

"I didn't intentionally grind for it..." Su Wu said with some emotion after hearing the system notification.

Well, anyway, it's a good thing.

He initially guessed that his strength was equivalent to four or five Su Nuo fingers, until he discovered that the strength of his skills was also based on compatibility...

His conclusion was completely overturned, and he became too lazy to even try to guess his own strength anymore.

"My lord!" Maro rushed off the stage and stood beside the white-haired boy, looking somewhat excited. "Did you help me just now, my lord?"

Although you were used as an experiment, in terms of the results, it's not wrong to say that it helped you.

No matter what, a buff card shouldn't cause any bad things, right?

I am indeed a kind and good person.

"Of course, it lasts for twenty-four hours. Make the most of these twenty-four hours and do your best." Su Wu nodded without any hesitation, and even patted Maro on the shoulder, his posture showing the casualness of a superior treating a subordinate.

"Yes! I will definitely work harder!" Maro replied excitedly, his face flushed.

"Hill and Tahan, please proceed to Arena B on Floor 199," the announcement came over the loudspeaker.

Su Wu looked up at the location of the broadcast, then walked towards the elevator.

"My lord!" Maro hurriedly followed behind.

He was confident that the adults would finish the match before his match notification arrived.

There are far more spectators on higher floors than on lower floors, and naturally, the ticket prices and odds are also higher.

"After this match, I can reach the 200th floor..." Su Wu looked at the figure on the arena and slowly tossed her hair.

My bangs have grown to my eyebrows; if they grow any longer, they'll cover my eyes. What a hassle.

"You can definitely do it, sir!" Maro said with absolute certainty.

Su Wu didn't care about that tone. She casually waved her hand and stepped onto the arena. But she stopped halfway and turned to Maro, saying, "By the way, I also gave you a temporary ability to materialize a vehicle."

As he spoke, he turned his head and continued walking, leaving behind his last words without looking back.

"I need to produce a means of transportation that satisfies me as soon as possible today."

What? The adults also gave him the ability to materialize vehicles? How do I use it? What kind of vehicle would satisfy the adults?

Maro anxiously began to think of ways to materialize it.

Su Wu stood on the ring, not even glancing at her opponent. After the host announced the start of the match, the man opposite her was sent flying off the ring.

No one even saw what the boy still standing on the ring did that caused his opponent to fly backwards and be on the verge of death.

This guy got hit by a black flash...

"Looks like you're pretty lucky too," Su Wu said, and stepped off the stage before the host could announce the winner.

The host didn't snap out of his daze until he stepped off the stage.

"Hill wins! Congratulations to him on becoming the player who will soon reach floor 200!"

"I believe it won't be long before we see him in higher-level competitions!" The host hurriedly spoke with the determination of a working-class person, as if trying to save the day.

Is it that I've forgotten something?

What have I forgotten?

The host stared at the boy's retreating figure, lost in thought.

The other party has already qualified to enter the 200th floor...

Oh, right! It's the certificate for the 200th floor! I haven't given it to the other party yet!

"Hill! Wait a minute! This is your pass to the 200th floor!" The host rushed off the stage and caught up with the boy, stuffing the pass into his hand.

"Ah, I almost forgot." Su Wu nodded, looking at the voucher in her hand.

"My odds will be very high for the 200th floor competition, so remember to place your bets on me," he said to Maro as he walked toward the elevator.

This is why he only used physical techniques in previous matches.

Besides playing the black-clad fighter, of course, it's to hide his strength and act like a cunning old fox... cough, like an ordinary fighter, so that everyone thinks he can only fight, and then make a killing.

He went to great lengths to buy the ugly baby.

"I understand, sir," Maro replied earnestly.

If adults are so short of money, shouldn't they try to find ways to earn more?

The Perissa family actually owned many illegal businesses, and those businesses all had a considerable amount of liquid funds.

With your abilities, you could easily acquire those funds.

Then we'll take the adults there to get the money!

Marlow remained outside the elevator, his mind racing with thoughts of how to provide funds for the adults, until the elevator doors closed, at which point he turned and left.

You can't go up to the 200th floor contestant area without a certificate.

He needs to keep trying.

……

There were far fewer people on the 200th floor compared to the floors below.

As soon as Su Wu stepped out of the elevator, he felt several gazes falling on him.

Should I pretend to be nervous or scared? But it wouldn't make a difference if I did, since the odds are set by Sky Arena and have nothing to do with the players.

In other words... these players are of no use to him at all.

There's no need to waste time on useless people.

There is a registration window at one end of the passageway on the 200th floor, where all participants who reach the 200th floor must register.

But on that single passage, there were quite a few people gathered in twos and threes.

They might stand against a wall with their arms crossed, or sit cross-legged on the ground.

What they had in common was their predatory gaze and the overwhelming aura of power emanating from their bodies.

It was as if they wanted to give Su Wu, a newcomer, a hard time.

The Sky Arena is a place for ordinary martial artists to hone their skills or make money, and also a hunting ground for some powerful individuals.

This practice is even more pronounced above the 200th floor.

But no one took the initiative; they all simply watched the newcomer silently.

"A bunch of pretentious bastards." Su Wu casually tossed out a remark as she walked past one person after another.

Even so, the people around did not react much, nor were they provoked.

Are these guys all ninjas? How can they be so patient?

Usually, guys who can endure this much are not good people.

While internally complaining, Su Wu walked to the registration window and said, "I'm here to register."

"Okay, please fill out this form..."

It seemed rare to encounter a newcomer with whom one could have a conversation; the woman sitting behind the registration window seemed to have endless things to say.

"The competition rules here are that players must participate in a competition every ninety days. If they don't participate, they will lose their eligibility and drop two hundred floors, at which point they will have to fight their way back up."

"Of course, if you lose four games in a row, you'll fall behind."

"But if you win ten consecutive matches on the 200th floor, you can challenge the floor master of the Sky Arena."

"From the 230th to the 250th floor, there is a floor master. After becoming a floor master, you can participate in the martial arts tournament held every two years in the Sky Arena. The winner can stay in the 251st floor, which is a super luxurious top floor room and a symbol of absolute status."

She talked on and on, her face beaming with pride at being an employee of Sky Arena.

Seeing this, Su Wu could only describe her as a qualified corporate slave who had been successfully tamed by her job.

"I understand. Please arrange the competition for me as soon as possible." He handed the registration form to the other party.

"I think the guys behind me are getting impatient too," he said without turning his head, before standing up.

(End of this chapter)