Reaching the 200th floor was incredibly simple for Uvogin.
However, the moment he stepped out of the elevator, the calm Ten surrounding his body instantly surged into a violent state of Ren. Simultaneously, a burst of killing intent erupted, surging toward the smiling individual standing before him.
Arriving at the 200th floor alongside Uvogin were Shalnark and Nobunaga. When they saw the person waiting for them, their expressions turned equally grim.
The two exchanged a glance, reading the same realization in each other's eyes: 'This isn't the real Luo Ning; it's a clone!'
So, where was the real Luo Ning who was controlling this clone?
Under the impact of that powerful killing intent, Luo Ning didn't seem the least bit moved. Even the Nen on his body remained in a perfectly ordinary state of Ten.
"Didn't you climb to the 200th floor just to kill me on the stage? Why is it that now that I've appeared, you seem unhappy instead?" Luo Ning's tone carried a hint of playful mockery.
The more he acted this way, the more the rage within Uvogin surged.
"Do you think I won't kill you just because we're not on the stage?" Uvogin raised his hands, cracking his knuckles with a series of sharp pops. He took a step forward, looking ready to strike at any moment.
"Heh." Luo Ning let out a highly provocative laugh before speaking slowly. "Are you even capable of killing me? I recall someone lying on the ground like a dead dog not too long ago, reduced to nothing but the impotent barking of a cornered mutt."
The moment Luo Ning finished speaking, Uvogin's silhouette vanished from his spot.
When he reappeared, he was directly in front of Luo Ning. He raised a massive fist high, utilizing the rapid, localized Nen concentration technique of his Big Bang Impact. The descending fist looked as if it intended to hammer Luo Ning straight through the floor and into the level below.
However, Luo Ning was faster. The moment Uvogin vanished, Luo Ning's hands had already completed a set of seals.
Water Style: Water Encampment Wall!
A waterfall-like stream of water erupted from Luo Ning's mouth, forming a barrier of flowing water directly in front of him.
Uvogin's fist slammed into the water wall. He felt as if the water before him possessed infinite resistance; his Big Bang Impact seemed to be smothered, failing to explode with its intended power.
At the same time, a sense of crisis rose in Uvogin's heart.
Uvogin snapped his head up and saw that under the cover of the water barrier, Luo Ning had already leaped high into the air.
Luo Ning's right hand was held stiff like a blade, wreathed in flickering electricity. As he reached the apex of his jump and began to fall, that hand-blade swung down directly toward Uvogin's face.
Uvogin felt a chill in his heart, yet he remained fearless.
Exhaling sharply, he wrenched his hand out of the water wall. He channeled even more Nen into his fist and swung upward at the descending Luo Ning.
It was still the Big Bang Impact.
This was Uvogin's signature ability and the one he excelled at most.
As an Enhancer, the goal of his cultivation was to use sheer, overwhelming force to suppress all techniques—to use a more violent attack to blow apart the enemy's offensive.
Therefore, he could not retreat.
He could never retreat. The moment he did, it would mean the collapse of his indomitable, fearless will.
Besides, Luo Ning's display wasn't enough to make him back down!
Lightning Oppression Horizontal Chop!
This was the technique Luo Ning was currently executing. It wasn't a B-rank Ninjutsu, but a C-rank one.
It was a technique used by the Fourth Raikage, Ai, of the Hidden Cloud Village.
In his youth, Ai had used this Ninjutsu to slice off the left horn of the Eight-Tails in a single strike. During the battle of the Five Kage against Uchiha Madara, he had even used this technique to crack open the ribs of Madara's initial Susanoo!
Although Luo Ning's shadow clone could not reach the level of the Fourth Raikage, the strike still carried a sense of indestructible sharpness.
The hand-blade and the fist collided in mid-air.
It was like two missiles crashing into each other. With a thunderous boom, one figure instantly exploded into mist in the air, while the other figure was forced back several steps, plowing a long furrow into the floor before coming to a halt.
A few drops of blood dripped onto the ground. Uvogin's lowered fist had been sliced open by the Lightning Style!
The wound wasn't deep, but it had indeed broken through Uvogin's defense.
A little over a month.
From being hunted like a rat to being able to bite back and draw blood—it had only taken Luo Ning a single month.
The speed of the boy's growth was far too fast!
"Damn it! I hope you actually dare to get on that stage instead of just sending a clone to disgust me." Uvogin didn't know where the real Luo Ning was hiding, but looking at the empty corridor, his pent-up frustration had nowhere to go.
"We should have cut him down earlier," Nobunaga said, his conviction strengthening.
And it might not be too late.
Perhaps the arena match would be a good opportunity. If Luo Ning dared to step onto the stage in his true body, Nobunaga didn't mind breaking the rules to help Uvogin kill him in a two-on-one fight.
In fact, Shalnark would likely agree with that choice.
Then it would be three against one.
Luo Ning would surely die!
"Even if Luo Ning uses a clone on stage, his real body will definitely be among the spectators," Shalnark said, as if reading Nobunaga's mind. "We should inform the Leader. A lot of people might die that day."
Nobunaga instantly understood Shalnark's intent.
"I wonder if Franklin and Machi can make it. If they help, it should be even easier." Nobunaga took out his phone, preparing to call for reinforcements.
As for whether outnumbering the opponent was considered cowardly, he didn't care in the slightest.
The key reason for gathering more people was to prevent Luo Ning from escaping. That boy's endless array of escape methods was truly a headache.
While the two were whispering, Uvogin had already strode toward the registration desk.
The receptionist provided service with a professional smile. As for what had just happened in the corridor, she didn't care at all. As long as it didn't affect her, professional staff would handle the repairs and cleaning.
A few veterans lingering near the registration area scurried away like mice seeing a cat the moment they saw Uvogin.
Luo Ning was already a difficult target they couldn't handle, and this monster currently erupting with Nen and visible fury was someone no one dared to approach.
After successfully submitting his registration form, Uvogin's anticipation for the match in three days grew even stronger.
In three days, he would utterly tear that brat apart on the stage. He would start by ripping his mouth open, forcing him to watch his own limbs being torn off. Only then would he gouge out his eyes and crush his skull!
By now, Uvogin understood that even if Luo Ning had more trump cards, as long as he dared to appear, the arena would become his graveyard.
Nobunaga and Shalnark would never give him the chance to leave the building.
As Uvogin and the others left, a plain-looking young man entered the 200th floor.
He quickly reached into a hidden corner of the corridor where the fight had occurred. With a light touch, a concealed camera fell into his hand.
At the same time, he retrieved a listening device from a nearby trash can.
Without staying any longer, the newcomer turned and took the elevator back down, leaving the 200th floor.
Shortly after, a video recording and a cassette tape appeared simultaneously on the desk in front of Luo Ning in his room on the 188th floor.