The brown-haired young man quickly retreated, avoiding A Luo's lethal thrust at his throat.
"Little angel, don't get so worked up!"
A sinister smile spread across his face. Like a venomous snake hiding in the shadows and flicking its tongue, he reminded the furious girl opposite him in a cloying voice.
"This is the registration hall of Heavens Arena. Fighting here would be rather inconvenient."
Sure enough, the moment he finished speaking, the staff of Heavens Arena noticed the disturbance and gathered around them.
"This is Heavens Arena! If you have a personal grudge, settle it outside or in the ring. Private fights are not permitted inside Heavens Arena!"
A Luo: "..."
No private fights allowed?
If the rules really were that strict!
Then what about her dad back then, or those scumbags and Hisoka whom Gon and Killua encountered after reaching the 200th floor in the original story?
"Except on the 200th floor."
Sure enough, after looking at A Luo and the brown-haired young man and recognizing that both were Nen users, the staff member immediately added that qualification.
A Luo gave a cold laugh, then turned straight to the young woman who had given her the express pass and asked for the form she needed to register on the 200th floor.
That should make her a 200th-floor competitor!
Seeing this, the staff stopped interfering in her fight with the brown-haired young man, though they still offered A Luo some advice.
"If you fight in the ring, you can sign an agreement for a death match. Even if one party accidentally kills the other, you won't bear any legal responsibility. So please think carefully before you act!"
The law?
To hell with the law!
If the law could really restrain the villains in this world, how could her dad