Three in the afternoon.
The arena on the 200th Floor.
The stands were packed.
Frenzied cheers were deafening.
The spectators had all come seeking thrills and bloodshed.
The referee stood at the edge of the ring with a microphone.
"The second match."
"Veteran Gido versus newcomer Gon!"
Gon wore his short green outfit.
He strode into the ring.
His expression was excited.
He showed no stage fright whatsoever.
Across from him.
Gido supported himself with his sharpened cane.
His wooden prosthetic tapped against the ring floor.
He stared at Gon with cold, sinister eyes.
"Brat."
Gido pulled a metal top from his pocket.
"It's not too late to back out."
Gon took a deep breath.
He closed his eyes and instantly spread his aura over his entire body.
White mist flowed close against his skin.
Ten.
He answered Gido with his actions.
"Begin!"
The referee shouted.
Gido spun his body sharply.
He hurled the metal top from his hand.
A hum rang out.
The moment the top hit the ground, it sliced through the air with a shrill whistle.
It defied the laws of physics entirely.
Its speed was incredible.
Its path was utterly erratic.
"Die!"
Gido laughed maniacally.
He threw out fifty tops in one go.
All of them were infused with Manipulation Nen.
They ricocheted wildly around the ring.
Colliding with one another.
Changing course.
The entire ring instantly became a meat grinder.
In the stands.
Killua leaned over the railing, cold sweat sliding down his forehead.
"So fast."
Killua's ability to track motion could barely keep up.
"Is this how Nen is used?"
Kurapika clenched his fists.
"Those tops have tremendous destructive power."
"One hit, and Gon will lose his balance."
Luo Ye sat beside them.
With one leg crossed over the other.
*That skill sure is