Chapter 49

Without a doubt, whether it was Allen's sudden change of plans to continue staying, or Zizer's sudden appearance, and the news that the two would be on the stage in two days, all of this spread like a hurricane throughout the entire Sky Arena.

By the time it was half an hour before the match began, the entire stands were packed, even including fighters from the 200th floor and the floor masters who were plotting schemes.

In their eyes, whether it was Zizer, who often disappeared, or Allen, who had rapidly risen in a short time, both without exception possessed extremely formidable strength, even surpassing the average level of the floor masters.

Therefore, whether it was from the perspective of gathering information on the opponent's abilities or from the perspective of observing the habits and thought processes of both parties during the match, this match was definitely worth watching.

While Allen silently sat in the contestant lounge waiting to go on stage, Illumi suddenly and silently crossed past the two staff members outside and entered the room, gently placing a piece of paper filled with names on the table.

"What is this?" Allen asked with an uncertain tone.

"The list of floor masters who have so far been confirmed to participate in the ambush plan," Illumi answered without hesitation.

"Oh—there are as many as eighteen? It seems I have really provoked everyone's anger." Allen glanced over it, and a sarcastic smile immediately appeared on his face.

In his view, any floor master who participated in this plan was actually a weakling who lacked confidence in their own strength, at least mentally.

And those who truly had confidence in themselves would never abandon their pride and dignity to secretly engage in such despicable actions.

"Do you need me to investigate their abilities for you? Free of charge! Because Zizer has already paid for it." Illumi continued to ask with a blank expression.

It must be said that as the eldest son of the Zoldyck family, he was quite serious and professional in his work as a hitman.

But Allen smiled and declined, "No need, thank you. This time, I don't plan to waste time stealing their abilities. Instead, I will send a clear message to everyone through a simple, quick, bloody, and brutal slaughter—what the consequences will be for playing such underhanded tricks with me."

"You plan to face all eighteen of them at once?"

Illumi very rarely broke his usual coldness, and his eyes looked at Allen as if he were a mentally unstable madman.

"Exactly! To be precise, it's me and my animal companions. Believe me, in terms of quick killing, I might be better than your entire Zoldyck family combined."

With that, Allen casually tore the piece of paper into pieces and threw it into the wastebasket, then turned and left the contestant lounge, striding toward the stage.

Watching his gradually receding back, Illumi subconsciously narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself, "Better than our entire Zoldyck family combined? If he's not just boasting, then he must be hiding some unknown trump card. Is it that red dragon that can steal others' Nen abilities...?"

On the other side, Allen had already walked out of the narrow and dark contestant passage and stood on the 200th floor stage once again.

This time, however, he did not listen to the enthusiastic cheers of the audience and fans but quickly used the Hunter skill "Track Humanoid" to lock onto several floor masters who were watching him from the stands, firmly memorizing their appearances.

[All eighteen participants are here! Do they want to use this opportunity to further observe my abilities?]

At the same time, Zizer slowly walked over from the other side of the stage, radiating barely contained excitement, and said with a smile, "Finally—once again, I stand before you. Do you know? Since our last parting, every time I close my eyes, I see the image of your final punch. So powerful! So brutal! Like a dangerous beast that has been provoked!"

"Sorry, I don't want to be constantly on your mind, especially in such a creepy way," Allen said with a somewhat helpless shrug.

To be honest, if he didn't know that the clown-dressed guy was just enjoying intense battles, he would definitely hit a certain special part during the fight to give a thorough "fatal strike" and see if he would dare to say so many "dirty words" again.

"Hmm hmm hmm! Don't be so cold. You should know that the red thread of fate has already tightly intertwined between us. And after the last failure, I have developed new tactics specifically for you. By the way, that ability of yours that can freeze a person's lungs, does it have a distance limit and require a certain amount of time to activate, right?" Zizer probed with a meaningful tone.

"Um, you're right. The maximum control distance of that ability is the radius of my circle," Allen straightforwardly gave a positive response.

However, he did not tell the other party that his circle had already reached a radius of 260 meters.

In other words, standing at the center of a small stadium, he could almost cover the entire stadium, including the stands.

If he lowered the detection accuracy and didn't care about the rate of energy consumption, he could theoretically double the range.

"Ah, I see! In other words, as long as my attack frequency is fast and fierce enough, you won't be able to use that ability."

With that, Zizer immediately bent down into a combat stance, and his aura instantly burst forth.

The referee, seeing this, quickly announced the start of the match.

As the last word left his mouth, Allen instantly enveloped his entire body with "Hardening," instantly converting the aura of the "Emission" type into a terrifying propulsion force, and rushed out at a speed exceeding the speed of sound.

Boom!

After a loud explosion, he pierced through the white shockwave, raising his fist to give his opponent a big surprise.

But just as he was about to succeed, Zizer immediately activated "Love," using the stickiness and elasticity to perfectly avoid the blow.

But it wasn't over yet!

While flying in the air, his feet suddenly activated "Love," fixing the ends to the other side of the stage, and then using the elasticity generated by the stretch as additional acceleration, he swung the first punch of the match with a mad laugh.

Bang!

Allen used "Hardening" and "Flow" to forcefully block it, his legs plowing two grooves into the stage, and he said with a look of surprise, "Using stickiness to change the point of force in mid-air and using elasticity to increase movement speed, flexibility, and attack power. You've really given me a big surprise."

"Ha ha ha ha! How do you like it?"

Zizer laughed as he continuously darted around the stage, fully utilizing his ability.

Sometimes he would even stick several "Love" threads to his arms and fists, using the rebound from the tension to significantly enhance his power, making his attacks more threatening.

At the same time, his angles and movements became extremely unpredictable, with no discernible pattern, and could change at any moment.

If his previous fighting style was that of a magician who achieved his goals by deceiving the opponent, then now he was like a highly skilled dancer, using stickiness and elasticity as mediums to continuously perform various high-difficulty and highly entertaining combat dances.

Without a doubt, he was a true genius, a madman born for battle.

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