"Your fight today is probably more dangerous than yesterday's. Is this why you called me here? Don't forget. August 30th, Yorknew City. All members, even the irrelevant ones, must arrive."
In the prep room, Machi leaned against the wall, glancing at Hisoka.
Hisoka didn't respond. He twisted his neck, cracking his bones loudly, tuning his condition to perfection.
"Wait until I finish this match. I'll probably pay you a huge medical fee then," Hisoka smiled.
Ulquiorra was also a fruit he wanted to hunt. And this guy's danger level rivaled the Troupe's.
Hisoka had a strong premonition that he would be severely injured in this fight, but the ultimate victor would be him.
So he contacted Machi in advance to be fully prepared.
"Interesting. An opponent you take so seriously... I'll watch."
Machi chuckled lightly and followed Hisoka out.
Inside the Arena.
Ryker and the others arrived. The crowd was massive, cheers deafening.
The passion and number of spectators far exceeded any previous match.
Many fans screamed Ulquiorra's name fanatically.
Unlike other fighters, this one looked weird and had a high kill count.
Many spectators came just to see blood. Seeing death in other matches was rare, but in Ulquiorra's matches, it was routine.
Two top geniuses in one ring. Just thinking about it made them shiver with excitement.
"It's Ulquiorra! The guy who hasn't lost a single match," Gon said, full of anticipation.
"Gon, we must watch carefully! Remember to use Gyo on your eyes. This fight will be amazing," Killua reminded him.
Recently, Ryker and Wing had been tutoring them. Their Nen development was progressing steadily.
Behind them, Kastro had removed many bandages, though his head was still wrapped.
His face looked ugly, twitching when he saw Ulquiorra.
This guy was still a lingering nightmare.
But he paid close attention to this match.
Both were monsters who defeated him. Seeing either lose would be satisfying. But honestly, he couldn't predict the winner.
Ryker leaned back in his chair casually.
His Nen Beast had low-level AI. He only needed to swap consciousness at the moment of victory to trigger the system drop.
Fun!
In the Ring.
Ulquiorra stood expressionlessly, hands in pockets.
His arrogant posture made even Hisoka raise an eyebrow.
"Hisoka! Hisoka!!"
"Ulquiorra! Ulquiorra!!"
"Kill him!! Haha!! Kill him!!"
The crowd roared.
Machi picked a corner seat, eyes curious.
She knew Hisoka obsessed over "growth."
Regardless of the result, she would see his true strength.
Hisoka remained silent, staring at Ulquiorra like a viper.
Especially seeing those cold, empty eyes... his gaze became fervent.
Those eyes were familiar. Like Illumi's.
No, colder than Illumi's!
Void of emotion. Such people were rare. Either born emotionless or supremely confident.
Either way, a rare and delicious fruit.
Hisoka's fingers twitched in a peculiar rhythm.
"Both fighters! The rules grant points based on attack effect. Knockdown is 1 point, opponent forfeit is max points..."
The referee blabbered the rules.
"Now, let the match begin."
The referee retreated.
At the signal, Hisoka prepared to strike first.
He wouldn't hold back. This guy beat Kastro effortlessly; he was dangerous.
But suddenly, Hisoka froze.
Not just him. The audience gasped too.
Ulquiorra, usually motionless, raised his right hand towards Hisoka.
Index finger pointing slightly.
What is this?
Machi was stunned. Kastro was confused.
Gon and Killua were puzzled.
But in the ring, Hisoka's alarm bells rang violently!
He leaped sideways instantly, moving fast.
Swish!
BOOM—
A red beam erupted from Ulquiorra's fingertip.
Starting as a small red dot, it expanded to the size of a bucket instantly.
Where Hisoka just stood, a 2-meter crater appeared. Smoke rose from it.
Otherworldly Version · Cero!
Or rather, Ryker's modified [Emitted Ball] attack.
But this scene stunned the entire Heaven's Arena.
"..."
Silence for a few seconds.
Then, explosion!
The audience went wild, faces filled with disbelief and fanaticism!
They screamed Ulquiorra's name!
"OMG! Did you see that? That's Emission! Not Enhancement!!"
"Too strong! Just a finger blast and boom!"
"Ticket price worth it! I bet he hasn't used full power yet."
"No wonder Kastro lost. He had no chance."
"Genius! A true genius."
Machi looked grim.
"Such strong Emission! This level... definitely Troupe member tier!"
She was shocked. She came to watch the fun, but saw something terrifying.
Floor 200 rings were reinforced. Yet he blew a 2-meter crater easily.
"Amazing!!! Killua, the power feels like your Chidori!!" Gon exclaimed.
"Faster than my Chidori!!" Killua said gravely.
His Chidori had wind-up time.
This monster's attack was instant. Like a casual flick.
Kastro's face was pale. Pupils dilated, trembling slightly.
He realized he didn't lose because of carelessness.
The gap was too big.
If Ulquiorra used this on his clones... both would have been hit.
Strong! Too strong!
The new generation replaces the old.
But then, Kastro clenched his fist. A fire ignited in his heart.
I must work harder! Catch up to this monster!!
Hisoka doesn't matter anymore. Ulquiorra is the goal!!
In the Ring.
Hisoka's face was ugly. His cheek was grazed.
Just a graze, but it cut the skin. Burning pain.
Before he could steady himself, Ulquiorra glanced at him and pointed again.
Swish!
BOOM—
Another Cero.
Not the terrifying Cero Oscuras, just a "toy water gun" version.
Ryker was playing cat and mouse.
If he wanted, he could use White Thunder Nuclear Cero, but that would blow up the floor.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Explosions chained together.
The audience watched, dumbfounded.
Machi, Gon, Killua, Kastro... everyone watched in shock.
It was a one-sided slaughter. No equal fight here.
Ulquiorra was a demon king, suffocating everyone.
Hisoka, usually arrogant, was fleeing like a rat.
Every red flash blew up the floor.
If Hisoka took a direct hit, game over.
And terrifyingly, Ulquiorra was a perpetual motion machine. Firing endlessly without expression.
"Crazy!"
"Hisoka is suppressed! Can't fight back, just run."
"He's a maniac! Emission is scary!"
"Hmph! He won't last long. This wastes too much aura. Hisoka will counter when he tires."
"Not necessarily. Ulquiorra's rhythm hasn't changed. He has plenty of aura."
The audience debated.
"So strong!!"
Machi finally got serious.
She understood why Hisoka called her. This guy was far above normal Heaven's Arena level.
Emission! Pure energy control.
To do this much... he was top tier worldwide.
Ordinary users couldn't fire so many blasts! How much aura did he have?
Even among the Troupe, few could handle this monster.
After a carpet bombing, Ulquiorra stopped.
He looked at the smoke with empty eyes.
The ring was in ruins. The referees trembled at the edge.
Smoke cleared.
Hisoka looked wretched. Covered in scrapes, hair messy.
He narrowly escaped death multiple times.
"Surprising. Hehe... almost got me. But releasing so much energy, you must be low on stamina?"
"Now it seems it's my turn."
Hisoka grinned, eyes cold as a snake.
He moved instantly. Faster than before, leaving afterimages.
And unnoticed by anyone...
Behind Ulquiorra, broken stones shot towards his heart like bullets!
Bungee Gum!
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