The Proper Way to Use Rikudō's Ability

Crack!

Accompanied by the crisp sound of breaking bones, every bone in Rikudō's body was effortlessly crushed by the massive golden hand. His broken ribs pierced straight into his heart.

All conditions met.

Activating Nen ability—Life's Plunder.

"Red Dragon! Devour him!"

Without hesitation, Allen activated his Nen Beast's ability, turning Rikudō's body into a cocoon and swallowing it whole.

At the same time, the Life Red Dragon's ever-larger, increasingly majestic form appeared before everyone once more.

The nearby referee was so terrified that he instinctively held his breath and stumbled backward, afraid he too would be turned into a cocoon and swallowed in one bite.

But his fears were clearly unnecessary. As an Ordinary Person with neither Nen nor extraordinary Physical Quality, he was the sort of trash "food" the Red Dragon had no interest in.

Before long, the Red Dragon disappeared again in satisfaction.

"The winner—Allen!"

"An unbelievable display of overwhelming strength!"

"Congratulations to contestant Allen on defeating his opponent once again!"

"According to his record so far, he has achieved two consecutive victories on the two-hundredth floor and has yet to lose a single match."

"How long can this invincible winning streak continue? Let us wait and see!"

Amid the passionate commentary of the female announcer, the audience in the stands erupted once again.

Those especially fond of bloodshed and death loved the horrifying sight of every bone being crushed in an instant, and they looked forward even more eagerly to tomorrow's match.

Clearly, although Sky Arena had a Points knockout format, true fighting enthusiasts found matches ending in death far more thrilling and mentally exhilarating.

His rewards were the same as yesterday: eight thousand Honor Points and one Talent Point.

So far, Allen had gained four additional Talent Points. He poured them all into maxing out Scattering Shot and Barrage in the Shooting talent tree.

In this way, he was only seven battles away from unlocking Attack Aura.

Of course, that was on the condition that all seven Nen users met the minimum standards determined by the PVP system.

In addition, his rank had risen from sergeant to master sergeant, allowing him to purchase the lowest-tier battlefield equipment, such as necklaces and cloaks, from the shop interface.

Looking at the Life Red Dragon beside him, which remained invisible, Allen sighed regretfully. "Unfortunately, after one more match, this will come to an end. After witnessing my ability, I wonder how many fighters on the two-hundredth floor will still be willing to fight me."

Just as he entered the contestant passageway to leave, he suddenly discovered that Rikudō was waiting for him.

"Your true ability is to steal other people's Nen, isn't it?" Rikudō raised his head and asked bluntly.

"Hmm, that's right. You should have understood that clearly the moment you saw that giant hand made of aura," Allen replied without hesitation.

"Stealing other people's abilities, then combining them with your own for further Ability Development... You're truly a terrifying little monster. In just one day, you strengthened Goz's Invisible Left Wrist to that extent." Rikudō's tone carried undisguised envy, jealousy, and fear.

He had no choice but to be afraid!

Because he knew full well that he was about to fight an enemy he had absolutely no chance of defeating in a battle to the death.

As for running away, that option had been discarded the moment he learned he would lose his Nen abilities.

In some ways, Rikudō was very similar to Rikudō. Both had lost the use of their legs while receiving the baptism of Nen abilities on the two-hundredth floor. They could only sit in specially made wheelchairs, relying on aura to propel themselves.

Once he lost his Nen abilities, he would be nothing more than an ordinary disabled man. He would be completely unable to endure or adapt to the miserable life ahead, nor would he have the courage to face the newcomers he had once taken down through despicable means when they returned for revenge.

Seeing the intense negative emotions in the other man's eyes, Allen merely shrugged indifferently. "Can I take that as a compliment? Also, would you like me to give you some pointers on the further development of your ability?"

"Give me pointers?!"

Rikudō was clearly stunned. He seemed unable to believe what he had just heard.

After all, most people in this world would do whatever they could to weaken their enemies. He had never encountered anyone willing to help an enemy become stronger.

"Yes! You're too weak right now—so weak that I can barely work up any interest. Besides, after tomorrow's match, your ability will become mine. Developing your ability now is the same as developing a new ability for myself." Allen explained meaningfully.

In his eyes, the wheelchair-bound man before him was the weakest of the three, but also the one with the greatest potential for development.

As an Emission-type Ability User, perhaps due to his past experiences, Rikudō had always feared being attacked by other Nen users again. That was why he had developed an ability similar to a jet engine, transforming aura into propulsion to accelerate his own movement.

This was fundamentally different from other Emission-type Ability Users, who preferred to condense aura into Nen bullets of varying sizes to attack their opponents.

But was this ability he had developed truly weak?

No!

On the contrary!

This ability was extremely powerful, even beyond what most people in this world could comprehend.

Just imagine: if this ability were developed to its limit and combined with Ken to protect the body, allowing him to instantly propel himself past the speed of sound, come to a sudden stop midair, change direction, and perform a series of high-speed maneuvers—what kind of spectacle would that be?

Aside from peak experts like Chairman Netero, who used Nen to enhance the speed of his strikes to the utmost limit, most people probably would not even be able to touch the hem of his clothes.

Moreover, according to physics, speed was power.

Once a person's movement speed exceeded the speed of sound, even casually tossing a stone could produce bullet-like Destructive Power. There was plenty that could be done with this ability offensively as well.

"Hmph! You're quite confident! Aren't you afraid that once I gain powerful strength, I'll defeat you?" An extremely complicated light flickered in Rikudō's eyes.

"No! Of course not! Compared to that, I'm more worried that you're too weak to be worth hunting. So, will you accept my goodwill?" Allen took the initiative to extend his right hand.

"Why not? Tomorrow, I'll use the new ability you develop to defeat you in the arena!" Rikudō clenched his fists tightly and answered through gritted teeth.

"Heh, I hope you can live up to those words. Come on, let's find somewhere quiet with no one around. I have some very good ideas about your ability."

After saying that, Allen led Rikudō directly out of Sky Arena. They took a taxi to an empty patch of land in the suburbs and began a day-long Assault of strengthening and Ability Development.

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