Yuno, who was not a member of the Black Bulls, stopped as well.
His amber eyes calmly and coldly watched the Fish-Men.
Sylph, the Wind Spirit flying beside him, puffed out her cheeks in displeasure and shrieked, demanding to know what they wanted.
Only Hyouzou remained rooted to the spot.
He did not follow Arlong and the others as usual.
When his unusually sober eyes swept over Noelle and Yuno, a flash of alarm immediately crossed them.
Their photos had been prominently listed in the "Top 10 seeded contestants" roster Kakuzu had sent him after gathering intelligence.
One possessed a contracted familiar called the Sea Dragon God.
The other was the Wizard King of the Mage Association.
Both were said to possess strength comparable to military admirals.
Kakuzu had judged them to be monsters with the greatest chance of breaking into the top ten—or even contending for the championship.
These idiots!
As Hyouzou cursed inwardly, the hand holding his sword and phone trembled slightly.
Arlong and the others had no idea whom they had stopped.
Yet the conflict ahead was already on the verge of erupting.
Arlong looked down at Asta, who was half a head shorter than him.
His serrated nose was filled with viciousness, and the veins on his neck throbbed wildly.
"Brat, I finally caught you!"
"Last time in Reincarnation Paradise, I was careless and let a sneak-attacking monkey like you take advantage of an opening!"
"If you've got guts, find a dueling arena with me right now!"
"This time, I'll crush every bone in your body one by one!"
Faced with Arlong's surging killing intent, Asta merely looked impatient.
"I really don't think that's necessary. You already lost thoroughly last time."
"Move, move. Stop wasting our time."
"Captain Yami said we're going to have a feast.