After Rimo left the venue with Nion in his arms, he handed the Sky Arena advancement ticket and identity slip to a staff lady next to him at the exit verification point.
The little sister, who was bright when she saw Rimo coming out, her eyes brightened a bit after the receipt of Rimo's bill, clearly recognizing his overwhelming aura residue from the match.
"Sir, your strength is really strong. Very few people can get a pass to the 50th floor at one time on the first floor," the young lady said, her tone carrying genuine admiration mixed with professional Sky Arena enthusiasm.
The young lady put down her originally tied hair in an unnatural way, slightly adjusting her posture as if trying to appear more approachable, and continued with a soft compliment.
"Please come this way." The lady's tone was unusually soft as she activated her escort duty for promoted fighters.
Of course Rimo returned a polite smile, his Nen still calmly restrained after the earlier fight.
Only Nion, not very friendly, squinted at the staff lady [stare————!] with a faint aura of jealousy that even a beginner Nen user could feel.
While leading Rimo to the elevator, the young lady glanced at Nion, who was not very friendly, and tentatively said: "Sir, you brought your sister with you when you came to the Sky Arena, you are really doing your duty. Where is my brother. 99"
Before Rimo could say anything, Nion took the lead in retorting, slightly puffing her cheeks while releasing a childish burst of presence: "Master, it's not Nion's brother, the master is Nion's master!"
Who knew that Nion's words actually gave Miss Sister another chance to find tea art, and she immediately shifted into full "customer-service aura mode," looking at Rimo with a [Ah, you're amazing] expression:
"It turns out that you have already become a character like [Master], sir, it is amazing that you can achieve such an achievement at such a young age! 35"
Then he looked at Rimo with star-eyed admiration, clearly misinterpreting Nen mastery as social status.
"Ah…hahahaha, 23 is okay." Rimo didn't expect to meet a Sky Arena receptionist with such exaggerated emotional reading skills in Hunter world, and said a little embarrassedly.
"Ding–!"
Originally, the little sister wanted to continue to say something, but the elevator arrived with a metallic chime.
According to Sky Arena escort rules, she had to explain the general situation of the building system to Rimo, so she could only hold back what she wanted to say.
After entering the elevator, the young lady began to explain to Rimo: "In this building, up to the 200th floor, there are ten floors per rank division system, each tier becoming more strict with Nen requirement."
"That is to say, sir, if you win on the fiftieth floor, then you can be directly promoted to the sixtieth floor through ranking adjustment."
"If you lose the battle, you will be demoted to the fortieth floor. Of course, I believe that with your strength, you will never be defeated!"
"And after passing the 100th floor, you will be able to have a private room and official Nen-user amenities. If there is any discomfort in the room at that time, sir, you can come to me."
As he spoke, he blinked at Rimo with a flushed face, continuing her overly enthusiastic service attitude.
"Ahahaha, okay, if there is a chance, definitely." Rimo could only bite the bullet and reply, thinking that even Greed Island NPCs were less persistent than this.
"Ding-!"
Fortunately, the elevator arrived at this time, so Rimo stepped out and waved to the young lady:
"Uh—that, thank you for explaining, bye."
After finishing speaking, Rimo walked towards the Sky Arena internal corridor with Nion in his arms without looking back.
And the young lady behind him continued to say to Rimo's back: "I am honored to serve you sir, my job number is G63, remember…"
After hearing the figure behind the elevator door closing, Rimo finally breathed a sigh of relief:
"Huh - are the employees of the Sky Arena so [enthusiastic]? Is it because they usually serve those Nen monsters and overconfident fighters? Do they meet a normal person like me?"
"Pinch, master, anyway, Nion doesn't like that sister just now, so master is not allowed to look for her." Nion tugged at Rimo's sleeve and said with a displeased expression, still slightly emitting childish aura waves.
"Don't worry, the master won't look for her."
While talking, Rimo has come to the gold exchange point.
I don't know if I have received any message. As soon as Rimo came to the gold exchange point, the staff inside said to Rimo: "Welcome, is it Mr. Rimo? Please give me the receipt."
Hearing this, Rimo put the pass that the referee gave him just now and pushed it on the table.
The staff inside took Rimo's ticket from the small window through reinforced glass and entered something into the computer system.
Then he took out an envelope and pushed it out of the small window to Rimo: "Here, this is the bonus from the competition just now, please keep it."35
Rimo poured out the money in the envelope, looked at the one hundred and fifty-two Jenny in his hand, and looked at the vending machine next to him, which was all juice at one hundred and fifty-two Jenny.
Co-authored, this is an infinitely recyclable one-five-two economy tier.
I bought a can of orange juice and handed it to Nion: "Here, Nion, this is for you."
After Nion took a sip, he stuck out his tongue and said, "It's not as delicious as the master made it."
"Forget it, throw it away." Rimo said indifferently.
I don't know if the juice content here is 5%, how can it be compared to the 100% pure juice produced by Rimo using his own material-based Nen ability.
He casually threw it into the trash can next to the vending machine.
Really one-stop service‥
Originally, Rimo followed the directions of the road signs, but when he was about to enter the players' lounge, a staff member suddenly stopped Rimo and said with some embarrassment:
"Well, this player, I'm really sorry, family members are not allowed to enter here." After speaking, he glanced at Nion in Rimo's arms.
"Ah—! How can you not let Nion in!" Nion said a little unhappily, releasing a small emotional aura spike.
"Well—forget it, I should be here soon anyway, just wait outside for a while." Rimo didn't really care about that.
Although Nion is small, he still belongs to the category of family members. If everyone brought a family member, this lounge would have been messed up long ago.
"Mr. Rimo No. 2042, and Mr. Tours No. 1953, please go to Arena B on the fifty-seventh floor."
Sure enough, after a while, the radio began to sound through the Nen-enhanced speaker system.
Rimo shrugged, then took Nion to the elevator, while Nion lay on Rimo's shoulders and made a face at the staff member just now.
"Okay, you've been waiting for a long time…"
It was still the passionate voice of the Sky Arena commentator, who was used to Nen-infused battles and emotional crowd reactions.
Compared to the rudimentary venue on the first floor, the venue on the fiftieth floor was much more structured, with controlled audience seating and a single optimized arena.
Although the overall venue area is much smaller than the one on the first floor, there is only one arena in the entire venue, and it is also equipped with an official commentator booth and a giant screen for Nen replay analysis.
After the narrator briefly introduced the two sides, they began to show the audience the replay of the last match of the two to let the audience bet as a reference for the next bet, including aura output estimation.
Rimo's opponent has nothing to say, and he didn't directly rise from the first floor to the fiftieth floor, he just hit it layer by layer with solid boxing skills and basic Ten usage.
And at the time of Rimo's replay—
"puff–!"
Rimo in the video smashed the bald fat man's head like he was slapping a fly, using a simple but overwhelming Nen-enhanced strike.
"Player Rimo just killed his opponent instantly, and shot his opponent with a beautiful slap." The commentator said, trying to maintain professional tone despite visible shock.
...
"Fuck! Where did this fierce man come from!"
"Don't think about it, definitely choose him, 100% win!"
"This guy is really Meng, a slap to headshot!"
"Fantastic!!"
After a moment of silence, the audience began to boil again, aura excitement rising across the stands.
Only Rimo's opponent looked at him in horror, realizing the overwhelming gap in Nen control and raw power.
As for the betting link, it became basically a question of sending points.
As a result, the final odds came out that Rimo lost 1.01.
Tours, on the other hand, lost 100 to 1.
After the odds came out, the referee also came out in a timely manner:
"The game adopts a three-round system—start!" He also crossed his hands and quickly stepped back.
As soon as referee finished speaking, Tours "thumped" and immediately fell to his knees and shouted, "I admit defeat! I admit defeat!"
Looking at Tours with a scared face, Rimo didn't know what to say.
Rimo didn't want to kill him either. The reason why he killed the bald fat man before was mainly because his tone made Rimo unhappy under Nen pressure exchange.
Tours didn't mess with him, and he's not the kind of murderer who kills for fun in Hunter world logic; everyone he kills has a clear reason tied to aura hostility.
But it's useless to say this kind of thing. For the outside world, killing it if it doesn't look good is a murderous maniac stereotype.
"Uh…it seems that Toures was shocked by Rimo's aura. Toures should have experienced several mental simulations under pressure just now, and finally found that he is not Rimo's opponent, so he is convinced that he is willing to give up."
"Let's congratulate Rimo for another victory!"
Because Tours simply conceded defeat, the narrator didn't know how to explain for a while, so he could only run the train with his mouth full of free play.
In the end, Tours himself didn't even know that he was so powerful.
In this regard, a part of the audience in the auditorium obviously did not buy it.
Especially the small group of gamblers who bought Tours wins just now, they can't accept such a failure at all!
"Rinima!! Refund!!"
I don't know that the big brother who lost the red eye in the audience suddenly stood up and shouted excitedly.
Then a few gamblers who bought Tours like the money-back brother stood up.
"Tours, you idiot!!"
"Are you worthy of us?!"
"I'm so disappointed to ride the horse!"
In the end, it was summed up into one sentence: "Rinima!! Refund!!"
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