Chapter 346

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"Oh my goodness, an emergency announcement is now being broadcasted. The sensational newcomer 'Divine Finger' Abel, who just reached the 200th floor, has finished the challenge, and it's a best-of-three series battle! The challengers are Jido, Kora, and Tanuki! Spectators wishing to watch the battle, please head to the 200th floor to buy tickets within the hour, and also get the latest betting odds information."

...

As the broadcast goes out, a huge number of spectators immediately rush to the 200th floor using the elevators. The combat arenas above the 200th floor are rarely seen, and even on regular days, luck is required to watch the battles. 

It is possible that no one completes a challenge for a certain period. After all, with a 90-day rest period, there's quite a bit of flexibility. And this time, it's an unprecedented three-series battle—one that cannot be missed! In no time, the 200th floor is swamped with people, and the spectator seats quickly fill up. Most of the audience place bets on their favorite fighters. 

While ticket sales are a significant revenue, compared to the enormous profits brought by betting, they are negligible. Without such profits, the Sky Arena couldn't possibly offer astronomical prize money. 

The current highest odds are 1 to 3,000, betting that Abel will win a consecutive series of three. With such high odds, even Abel is tempted to bet all his prize money on himself. Unfortunately, he can't stay here too long, and as long as he has enough money for the time being, betting and winning would have little significance to him. And that is definitely not because the organizers prohibit fighters from betting.

"Sorry, fighter Abel, it's really not allowed."

"Not even if I bet on myself to win?"

"Please stop making it hard for me."

Tch!

Abel had only asked casually and had no intention of participating.

Yeah, yeah, we all believe that.

Just as the first battle is about to start, there are also two kids who skyrocket from the first floor to the fiftieth in seconds, ready to begin a new round of winning streaks.

"Ladies and gentlemen in the audience, the exhilarating best-of-three series battle is about to unfold! The first to enter the ring is Jido. Due to his not-so-great record and being handicapped, the announcement of his name is met with silence and even jeers from the crowd. Next up is the undefeated Abel, who, before reaching the 200th floor, was unstoppable. No one could withstand even a single finger from him; all were swiftly defeated!"

"Abel! Abel!"

"Divine Finger! Divine Finger!"

"Husband, husband~"

As Abel steps onto the stage, a tremendous wave of screams and cheers erupts from the stands. All sorts of shouts are heard, even some that are a bit inappropriate. Abel shows a look of resignation. He wonders if he has pigeonholed himself with such an embarrassing nickname—perhaps it's time to get a bit more serious?

Jido, cloaked in black and with a gyroscope for his lower half, is nearly driven mad with envy. There was a time when he was the star fighter who received cheers and screams, fighting his way up to the 200th floor. However, upon reaching the 200th floor, he realized that the truly brutal world of fighting was just beginning. Back then, as a newcomer, he was warmly 'welcomed' by his seniors, a rite of passage for every rookie.

The price, however, is becoming something neither human nor ghost in appearance. 

The other two also faced the same fate. 

They were merely passing on the suffering they had endured. What's wrong with that?

"Commence the battle!"

Battle Rondo!

In a flash, Jido released a multitude of spinning tops, which began to whirl crazily on the stage, compressing the enemy's space to move. 

That is his Nen ability, named "Dance Battle Top"!

Yet, despite being an Enhancer, he chose a Manipulator's Nen ability, making his training twice as hard for half the results, unable to unleash his true power. 

Untaught and self-taught, it's quite pitiful. 

"Strangle him!"

With Jido's control, the spinning tops around Abel immediately leapt into the air, encircling him. 

"Nen is indeed a magical power."

"But trash is still trash, and that fact won't change."

The inherent "insight" effect of the title "Curse King" allowed Abel to see many things, including the aura of Nen radiating from his opponent. 

For him, just being able to see was enough.

Suddenly, two ice blades appeared in his hands, and a flash of cold light followed. 

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.

The tops attacking him from all sides were instantly sliced apart!

"Oh! What happened? Look! For the first time, contestant Abel has used a method of attack other than his fingers. What are those, twin swords?!"

"So fast, incredibly fast! I didn't even see clearly before all the tops heading for Abel shattered on the ground."

"Director, can we get a slow-motion replay?"

The commentator, spitting with excitement, narrated as the director replayed the scene in slow motion. 

Still, they could not capture the full trajectory of Abel's swordplay. 

It was truly shocking!

The audience erupted into passionate cheers.

At this moment, Abel said to Jido: "I'm preparing to change to a more pleasant title, so show me whatever moves you have."

A battle?

No!

This is a performance, a show.

To shed the embarrassing title of "Divine Finger," Abel didn't mind holding back a bit to show off other talents.

"Even if you've harnessed that power, what difference does it make?"

"Don't be too arrogant, rookie!"

Jido was furious.

He mistook Abel's ability to create ice blades as a Materialization type, believing that Abel materialized those weapons. 

This guy was treating them like stepping stones!

How infuriating!

"Tornado Top!"

Suddenly, Jido began spinning at high speed, transforming himself into a top.

Then, he controlled his momentum to crash toward his enemy.

"Why does this move feel so familiar to me?"

"Oh, I remember now. That guy, Chinjao, used a similar technique."

"Compared to his, you really are too weak to spark my interest!"

The moment his opponent came spinning towards him, Abel kicked him away with one swift motion.

Aren't tops meant to be played with in this way?

To use them to kill?

Don't make me laugh!

If it weren't for wanting to change his title, Abel would have killed his opponent at least a hundred times, a complete waste!