After a long absence, Hisoka stepped into the ring at Heavens Arena once again.
Smoke slowly rose, then cleared to reveal Hisoka at the edge of the ring. Arms folded, he glanced at his opponent across from him, then looked away.
He turned toward the stands instead and waved.
Miss Announcer keenly noticed that something was different about Hisoka today. Normally, he would never take the initiative to enter the ring unless someone pressed him.
As he put it, everyone here was far too easy for him. He wasn't someone who enjoyed picking on the weak, either, so even if he did enter the ring, it would only be a waste of time.
There was nothing wrong with Hisoka's assessment.
Most of his recent fights had lasted no more than three minutes. Sometimes, he defeated his opponent in just thirty seconds, which naturally led to fewer tickets being sold for his matches.
After all, people paid all that money to watch two fighters beat each other up. With Hisoka ending things so quickly, some were bound to feel their tickets weren't worth the price.
They had brought this up with Hisoka before, but either they couldn't find him, or he would casually agree, only to do whatever he pleased again next time.
Today, however, Hisoka seemed a little different. Seeing this, Miss Announcer gulped down a bottle of throat syrup, picked up her microphone, and called out.
[Wow! Lord Hisoka certainly seems full of energy today!]
[I wonder what sort of entertaining performance he'll give us this time!]
Meanwhile, Cordis sat in his seat, watching the changes in the ring. He didn't know Hisoka's opponent, but his instincts told him their fight probably wouldn't last very long.
Yet it soon exceeded his expectations.
Cordis had originally thought Hisoka would fight