Just as Crocodile had taken a liking to Daz, Galdino, and Absalom.
This highly anticipated Top 100 Tournament.
Was, in fact, also a major recruitment event held every four years under the World Government.
Forces of all sizes, companies, chambers of commerce, underground organizations, and even various official departments of the World Government would take this opportunity to observe in secret, seek out, and approach contestants who caught their eye.
Thus, for many participants, even if they ultimately failed to make it into the Top 100.
As long as they had performed brilliantly in Reincarnation Paradise and demonstrated unique abilities and irreplaceable value.
There was still a strong chance that various forces would extend an olive branch.
And offer them a promising job.
In the afternoon.
The fifty simultaneous second-round matches came to a successful conclusion.
As the deafening cheers gradually subsided.
The hundreds of thousands of spectators began leaving one after another.
With the setting sun, Duel City once again became bustling and lively.
Having just suffered a crushing defeat to Konan in the arena and finished receiving treatment in the emergency room, Hody Jones walked out of the Multiverse Duel Arena through the contestants-only passage with a gloomy expression.
Behind him were Icarus, Much, and Hyouzou, who had also participated in the second round and won their matches.
Outside the venue.
Arlong, Tos, Zeo, Daruma, and the other Fish-Man Race companions had long been waiting.
Yet, despite his compatriots' welcome, Hody Jones showed no joy.
His attitude was cold to the extreme, and he barely responded to their concern.
He could not even be bothered to raise his eyelids.
He merely snorted through his nostrils and strode forward.
When his gaze swept over Arlong, who stood at the front.
That indifference instantly turned into barely concealed contempt and