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Chapter 76 - Moving On
Silently watching Earthworm disappear in a flash, Akira lips twitched slightly.
Why did it feel like he had become some kind of devil?
As if everyone he met would fear him?
Seeing the matter perfectly resolved, Akira boarded his Dragonite, ready to experience the thrill of soaring through the skies.
Now, he had an aerial mount—Dragonite, and a land mount—Arcanine. All he needed was a water mount to complete his collection, making travel convenient no matter where he went.
At the same time, he had already decided on his next destination: the renowned Heavens Arena!
In the original story, the Heavens Arena, which played a significant role, was not only a place where Pokémon could be nurtured but also a specialized "spawner" for gaining experience.
He hoped the arena masters there would be somewhat competent and provide him with plenty of experience points.
Perhaps he could even claim the title of the strongest arena master while he was at it?
...
Not long after Akira left, a sightseeing bus slowly approached the gates of the Zoldyck family.
"Seriously, first a blimp, then a train, and now we have to take a bus that only runs once a day."
Leorio middle-aged face showed a hint of frustration, but what he didn't know was that this was just the beginning. There were many more trials ahead if they wanted to meet Killua.
"This tour bus will only stop at the gates of the Zoldyck family."
"Because the area beyond that is the private territory of the Zoldyck family." The tour guide standing at the front of the bus spoke into her microphone with a smile.
"Huh? So that entire area outside is Killua backyard?" Leorio quickly stuck his head out the window, greeted by a vast sea of trees, with a towering dormant volcano in the distance. But amidst this picturesque forest, there was a strangely barren area with what seemed to be a large crater.
It stood out starkly against the surrounding environment.
"Gon, Kurapika, look over there! It looks like something hit it, like a meteor!" For a moment, the three of them exclaimed in unison.
A few days later, after enduring countless hardships, Gon and his friends finally managed to meet Killua. Killua was leading them on a tour of his family's estate.
Suddenly, Leorio pointed to a nearby construction site and asked, slightly puzzled.
"Is your family building something new here?"
"Why is the foundation like this, all uneven and in a straight line?"
Killua, with his hands behind his head, glanced over and casually replied.
"Oh, that was Akira doing."
Huh???
"AKIRA?!!!"
the three of them shouted in unison, completely unable to believe that it was Akira who had done it. Had Akira been to Killua house before they arrived?
Leorio suddenly recalled the massive crater they had seen on the bus ride here. He swallowed hard and asked with disbelief.
"Could it be that the clearing in the forest outside was also..."
"Yes, that was also Akira doing."
Huh???
The four of them exchanged glances, unsure of what to say. Thinking back to the Trick Tower that Akira had destroyed during the Hunter Exam, a thought naturally surfaced in their minds—wherever Akira goes, destruction follows?
Unbeknownst to Akira, he had already unwittingly earned the title of "The Invincible Destroyer."
...
Heaven Arena
Heaven Arena is also located within the Republic of Padokea, but in the southeastern region. Meanwhile, the Zoldyck family Kukuroo Mountain is situated in the west. The distance between the two spans nearly the entire country.
Standing in front of the entrance to Heaven's Arena, Akira looked up and couldn't help but marvel at the sheer height of the structure. Heaven's Arena had a unique appearance, shaped like a towering spire.
However, it wasn't a straight vertical line; every now and then, platform-like spaces jutted out, serving as arenas for challenges.
Heaven's Arena was known by titles such as "The Holy Land of Savages" and "The Mecca of Combat."
It was the ultimate destination for those who sought battle. Since the matches were open for spectators and even had gambling options, it also attracted many tourists. It was said that over a billion spectators from around the world visited annually.
Every day, more than four thousand challengers lined up at the registration desk to sign up. This was why Akira, who simply wanted to enter and register, had to wait in line.
Seeing the long queue in front of him, Akira frowned, feeling impatient.
So many people just to compete.
If you didn't know better, you'd think it was some street event giving away free eggs. Because the rewards for challenges at Heaven's Arena were exceptionally lucrative, it attracted many competitors.
With a thought, everyone in front of Akira automatically stepped aside, making way for him. It was as if they were welcoming Akira arrival!
If there had been a Nen user present, they would have noticed through the use of "Gyo" that a layer of pink aura enveloped those people.
A psychic ability—telekinesis!
Akira walked straight up, filled in his information, and signed the waiver. Fighting at Heaven's Arena required signing a waiver, essentially stating that the organization was not responsible for any deaths that occurred in the arena.
In a sense, Heaven's Arena was just a glorified underground fight club. However, it was dressed up with the title "The Holy Land of Martial Artists," making it seem much more prestigious. The reality was that most people who came here were chasing fame and fortune.
Only a very few were there to improve their skills and challenge stronger opponents.
After successfully filling out the registration form and waiver, Akira was directed to the waiting room. He was also given his number—777.
Heaven's Arena had a large number of challengers every day, so it was impossible to continue the numbering indefinitely. Thus, the numbers were reset daily, assigned in the order of registration for that day.
The moment Akira left, all the people who were preparing to sign up regained their freedom of movement.
For a moment, everyone was still in shock, unsure of what had just happened.
This even gave rise to an urban legend about "someone who could make people automatically make way."
Walking into the waiting room, Akira casually glanced at the other contestants.
As expected, they were all weaklings.
...
Not long after, the loudspeaker in the waiting room announced Akira number, notifying him that it was his turn to take the stage. The moment Akira stepped onto the challenge platform, a progress bar suddenly appeared in his mind.
Akira wasn't surprised by this, he had been mentally prepared for it. He could even guess what type of Pokémon it would be.
The Pokémon of Heaven's Arena was naturally a Fighting-type!
It should be something more impressive, right? Images of heroic and dashing figures flashed through Akira mind, and his anticipation grew stronger.
As Akira was lost in thought, his first opponent in Heaven's Arena also stepped onto the stage.
"Kid, today I'll use you as the first stepping stone for my ascent to the pinnacle of martial arts!"
"Consider it an honor!"
Bakuzan, with his hands on his hips, looked at Akira, who showed no signs of being a strong fighter, and boasted arrogantly.
At first, Akira didn't pay much attention, until he heard a familiar name.
Could it be that Bakuzan, the Dragon-level monster from "One Punch Man"?
The one known as the "God Above 108 Steps," Bakuzan?
Akira carefully scrutinized his opponent. Across from him was a middle-aged man with a scruffy beard, a thin build, and dressed in a plain training robe.
Clearly, he bore no resemblance to the Bakuzan from Akira memories. Neither his pre-monster nor post-monster form matched. Akira almost thought the Bakuzan from another universe had crossed over.
Seeing that Akira still didn't take him seriously, Bakuzan was so angry that he pulled out a handful of his beard. He immediately decided to teach this young man a lesson.
The surrounding audience also buzzed with discussion. For these amateurs, without mastering "Nen," they could only judge who was stronger based on appearances. In their eyes, Bakuzan, dressed in a training robe with solid muscles, naturally looked stronger.
Bakuzan stomped the ground fiercely, his body rushing forward rapidly, his hand clamping towards Akira neck like a pair of iron pliers.
"Ha! Take this, kid!"
...
"BOOM!"
"Contestant 777 wins!"
Ignoring Bakuzan, who was now embedded in the wall, treating it like a Simmons mattress, Akira turned to the referee, waiting for his next words.
"Contestant 777, your next battle will be on the 50th floor!"
After just one match, he was directly promoted to the 50th floor!
Heaven's Arena has a total of 251 floors, with every ten floors representing a stage. All participants must test their strength on the first floor, so the first floor is filled with one competition platform after another.
The judges decide which floor each participant should be assigned to based on their performance within three minutes. The highest level is direct assignment to the 50th floor!
To achieve such preferential treatment, one must demonstrate overwhelming combat prowess in the first battle! Most matches ended with a single decisive strike.
After obtaining the information he wanted, Akira left the arena without hesitation. He left behind a crowd of spectators whose discussions grew even more heated. Having watched numerous battles at the Heaven's Arena, they naturally understood what it meant to directly advance to the 50th floor!
Such challengers were highly likely to eventually reach the level of a Floor Master!
Moreover, none of them could figure out how Akira had defeated his opponent. It was as if Bakuzan had been sent flying backward on his own. Akira simply stood there calmly, not even moving a muscle!
For the first battle, regardless of whether the challenger won or lost, the Heaven's Arena would provide 152 Jenny. This was roughly enough to buy a bottle of soda. The funniest part was that right next to the cashier counter stood a vending machine.
It seemed deliberately placed so that people could spend their earnings immediately, as it wasn't much money anyway. For ordinary people, this was already the case, and for Akira, it was even more so.
He didn't even bother to collect the money, as it would just waste his time. For him, not only was the 152 Jenny insignificant, but even all the money he could earn by clearing the Heaven's Arena was of no interest.
The first floor awarded 152 Jenny, while the 50th floor offered around 50,000 Jenny. By the 100th floor, the prize money would reach approximately 1 million. Above the 150th floor, the rewards exceeded 10 million.
Winning the battle on the 190th floor could net a prize of around 200 million. Beyond the 200th floor, there was no monetary reward; the battles were essentially fought for fame.
Just a few antiques and jewels from Gengar stomach were worth more than all this money combined. Thus, Akira had no desire to collect it at all.
What truly attracted him to the Heaven's Arena were the Pokémon and the experience!
"Clunk."
A can of juice dropped from the vending machine, and Akira casually pulled the tab open to take a sip. The packaging of this juice looked quite similar to the one Tonpa had brought out before the Hunter Exam began.
It seemed this juice was quite famous, as it was sold everywhere.
It was now evening, and Akira had spent most of the day inside the Heaven's Arena. Through a series of one-hit victories, Akira had already earned the right to advance to the 200th floor.
At the moment, he was on the 190th floor, buying a can of soda to drink.
Normally, the Heaven's Arena wouldn't arrange so many matches for a single challenger in one day. However, Akira had actively expressed his willingness, and coupled with the overwhelming support from the audience, he was able to reach the 200th floor on his very first day. 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘱𝘶𝑏.𝑐𝘰𝑚
According to the tradition of Heaven's Arena, the audience would give an appropriate nickname to outstanding fighters. However, since Akira had defeated every opponent—regardless of age, gender, or build—in an instant, the audience couldn't even figure out how he had won so quickly.
As a result, they hadn't yet come up with a nickname for him.
"Keh keh keh keh keh..."
A twisted laugh came from behind.
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