An Ant Blocks the Way, an Arrogant Floor Master Courts Death-and Gets Slapped!

The two-hundredth floor of Heaven's Arena held a luxurious marble hall reserved for the finest fighters in the mortal world. The hall soared overhead, paved in alternating black and white marble. Massive crystal chandeliers hung in the air.

They cast a dazzling light. Outside the enormous, spotless floor-to-ceiling window, a violent spring rain lashed down. Sheets of cold spray

slid across the glass in the fierce wind, making a sharp, grating sound. Before the window stood a tall floor master clad in heavy, ancient bronze armor. His face was cold.

Proud as an undefeated god of combat, he planted himself before the window. His name was Gus, a renowned floor master of Heaven's Arena's two-hundredth floor. Over the past several years,

he had won more than a hundred brutal fights to the death in this arena. His reputation

was known throughout the Republic of Padokea. He trusted in his strength, and even more in his peerless command of Nen combat techniques.

Now he watched a great golden chariot circle through the sky beyond the window. Beneath its wheels stretched a staircase of golden light. In an instant, Gus's heart

filled with boundless rage and the humiliation of being challenged. He felt that the chariot hanging in the sky had trampled on his territory. ...

"Hmph. Pretentious scum." "This isn't some backward place where you can run wild." Gus's voice was cold as he shouted across the empty hall.

His huge, calloused hands suddenly drew a steel greatsword weighing hundreds of pounds from the black sheath at his waist. In the pale light, its blade

gleamed with a chilling metallic edge. Boom! Gus stamped both feet onto the hard marble floor. The foundations

shattered beneath his raw strength as his Nen erupted. Stone fragments flew. A terrifying surge of dark yellow