Heavens Arena

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The elevator stopped as the door opened letting Zeno into the cave, the dragon ran up to the duo like a dog greeting its owner. Walking around the beast Leon glared at Zeno, " So am I finally free about three years of nonstop training, you could at least send down some edible food not the nutrient paste that he feeds me. "

The corner of Zeno's mouth lifted in a smile as he stroked his beard, " Stop your complaining you're out now so come on your mother has been an annoyance ever since you were locked down, now stop delaying. "

Scowling Leon brushed the dirt off of his body, " Do I at least have time to clean up I have three years of dirt built up. " Zeno shrugged, " If you hurry you might have time to be presentable, I'll give you the details while we walk. "

Getting into the elevator Leon started to comb through the knots in his hair, " So where do we need to go all of a sudden. " Zeno shook his head, " There's a place called Heavens Arena some of the strongest Nen users are there. You have one year to become a floor master. " Leon stopped before he smiled, ' Well I did ask for some combat. '

" Well now go prepare, you have two hours you should find all your gear where you left it. " Nodding Leon started to run as the elevator stopped on the upper level, jumping into the shower first thing Leon watched as the water turned dark brown.

' Three years since I last took a shower, my hair has grown a foot. ' Getting dressed Leon looked at his reflection, with a white button-up shirt and black sleeveless vest Leon completed the hired assassin look with a pair of fingerless black leather gloves.

Nodding Leon checked his smile in the mirror, ' Damn I look good. ' Picking up his sword Len felt comforted by the weight on his hip, ' It's been too long. ' Walking out of his room Leon was greeted by Tsubone, " Are you ready to go Leon-chan. "

Smiling Leon nodded, " Let's go to this arena, I want to fight someone who doesn't have the strength to destroy a town. "

-One blimp ride later-

Leon stood in front of the imposing tower, ' Heavens Arena, well let's see what you have to offer. ' Walking up to the registration counter Leon booked himself for a fight during mid-day, ' No weapons allowed until the 199th floor, I don't want this to last long. ' Entering the tower Leon saw several people waving tickets in the air and offering to sell them, ' Might as well see what the competition is like. '

After finding his seat Leon looked down at the arena where several fights were taking place, watching them Leon sighed, ' No one here is worth my time, just people who can only reach a quarter of my strength. '

Closing his eyes Leon started to drift off when he felt someone watching him, cracking open his eyes found his gaze falling on a boy dressed as a clown with the same shade of hair as Machi.

The boy was sitting a few rows away from him and as he made eye contact the boy grinned, Leon recognized the look in his eyes. It was that of a killer a person who would look for a fight no matter the cost, ' I wonder what his deal is maybe we could be friends. '

Breaking eye contact Leon started to watch the fights but he could still feel the clown's eyes on him, when it was almost time for his fight Leon left the stands and made his way down where people prepared before the fight.

Walking onto the ring Leon's hands clenched and unclenched as he faced his opponent he wanted this to be over, " In one corner we have a new fighter to the ring Leon and in the other a veteran of the stage Bonduk. "

At his name a heavily muscled man lumbered onto the stage, " This is insulting having me fight a kid, hey shrimp just submit right now so I don't feel bad later for breaking your body. " Sighing Leon looked over to the referee, "There are no rules on how much I can hit him right. "

When the ref nodded Leon grinned, " Let's get this done with. " Appearing in front of the large man Leon's arms blurred as he punched the Bonduk's gut leaving behind imprints of Leon's fist. After a few seconds, Leon stopped stepping away from Bonduk's still figure. Groaning the man fell onto his face blood leaking from his lips, walking away Leon didn't bother listening to the announcer recall the fight.

Claiming his prize money Leon asked the attendant where the nearest hotel was and it was only an hour later before Leon was checked into the room.

Collapsing on the bed Leon sighed, ' This sucks I want out of this so badly, I need to fight at least four matches a day to make it to the 199th floor in five months. Maybe I should just do six a day to get this out of the way as soon as possible. ' Sighing again Leon sat up, on his bed as he synched his Nen with his breathing.

Falling into a pattern Leon would fight in matches all-day before retreating to his room and meditate instead of sleeping. Through the months Leon would sometimes spot the clown boy and each time he sensed an increasing amount of hostile intent, eventually, Leon found the name of his stalker and that he was competing in a match that night.

With ticket in hand, Leon walked towards the arena, ' Hisoka Morrow, let's see who you are. '