The surge of Nen was so powerful that even Loki was slightly surprised. The ground cracked under the impact of the Nen, fissures spreading rapidly across the arena floor. Loki crouched, leaping backward to put a safe distance between himself and Puma.
Once he had regained his footing, Loki looked up at his opponent, a slow, deliberate smile spreading across his lips. The wind whipped at his white cloak, causing it to billow and flap wildly.
Puma's sudden Nen surge was instantly understood by Loki. The floor master was clearly an Enhancement-type Nen user, a type that typically focuses on enhancing their physical attributes. Puma's sudden increase in Nen output indicated that he was focusing on enhancing his own aura, his body visibly reddening as his Nen surged uncontrollably.
"Accelerating blood flow to forcibly increase his Nen," Loki murmured, recognizing the technique. Such a method came at a steep cost, demanding a significant drain on the user's physical reserves and potentially shortening their lifespan. Puma's aura was now several times stronger than before, and his physical form had subtly altered, appearing slightly larger and more inflated.
"Incredible! Loki has pushed Puma to activate his kill mode!" the announcer exclaimed, her voice filled with excitement. "In Puma's five years as floor master, only three opponents have ever triggered this mode. And every single one of them was killed without exception."
The audience erupted in a wave of frenzied excitement. This was precisely the kind of brutal, high-stakes battle they craved.
"Go, Puma! Tear that kid to shreds!"
"Such a shame," a pretty spectator lamented, her gaze fixed on Loki. "Such a cute kid, about to die."
The audience's fervor reached a fever pitch. On the ring, Puma, now in his berserk state, his eyes bloodshot, his aura surging wildly as his blood flowed at an accelerated rate, placing an immense strain on his body, fixed his gaze upon Loki.
'My attack is impossible to block now! In this state, no one can withstand my attack, unless they're also an Enhancement-type Nen user,' Puma thought, his confidence swelling. However, from what he knew, Loki was a Transmutation-type Nen user, significantly weaker in raw Nen power.
'I can win!' The overwhelming feeling of power washed over Puma, erasing the lingering fear Loki had instilled earlier.
With a sudden burst of power, Puma propelled himself forward, the ground behind him shattering into a massive expanse of debris as he moved with incredible speed. Shards of rock flew through the air, impacting against the walls with violent force, and a powerful gust of wind preceded his arrival. Before the wind even reached Loki, Puma materialized before him, his right fist drawn back in preparation for a devastating blow.
With a thunderous impact, a significant portion of the arena floor was obliterated by Puma's powerful punch. Loki, however, had already leaped into the air, evading the attack.
Seeing this, a manic grin spread across Puma's face. "Hahaha! Foolish kid, daring to jump into the air!" he jeered, his voice echoing with derision. With Loki airborne and unable to gain purchase, Puma prepared to unleash another devastating blow.
"You can't dodge this one, kid," Puma snarled, his feet pounding the arena floor, causing the ground to cave in beneath him. The immense force propelled him skyward, launching him towards Loki in a blur of motion. With a swift, powerful motion, he unleashed another crushing blow aimed squarely at Loki.
The next moment, however, Puma's eyes widened in disbelief. 'Missed!!' he exclaimed, his voice filled with astonishment. 'Impossible!' The sounds of compressed air exploding echoed around them.
Puma spun around, his gaze sweeping across the arena in search of his opponent. Loki, his body moving with remarkable agility and grace, was seen effortlessly maneuvering through the air, his feet executing a series of rapid, precise steps—a technique known as Moonwalk before appearing directly behind Puma. His eyes, cold and unwavering, fixed upon Puma.
"The one who can't dodge is you," Loki stated calmly, his voice carrying an undercurrent of chilling confidence.
'What…?' Puma's body began to struggle, but he was completely immobilized in mid-air, his descent slow and inevitable.
A small flame flickered into existence at Loki's fingertip, dancing with an ethereal grace, its red glow illuminating the entire arena in a sudden burst of intense light. In that instant, an overwhelming torrent of flames erupted from Loki's body, engulfing him in a fiery embrace and spreading out in all directions, causing the temperature within the arena to rise dramatically.
Loki's long fingers slowly curled into a fist, the flames dancing and swirling around his arm, culminating in a brilliant red glow emanating from his fist. With a swift, decisive motion, the flames dissipated, all the fiery energy converging into a single, concentrated point—Loki's fist.
"Fire Fist!" Loki declared, his voice barely audible above the roar of the flames.
A terrifying wave of flames erupted from Loki's fist, surging outwards like a volcanic eruption. In an instant, Puma's body was completely engulfed by the inferno. Even in his final moments, Puma's eyes remained fixated on Loki, his expression a mixture of disbelief and terror.
'How… how could such a terrifyingly powerful being exist in this world…?' Puma thought, his mind struggling to comprehend the sheer power he was facing.
With another thunderous explosion of flames erupting from Loki's fist, the fiery torrent not only consumed Puma's body but also tore through the walls of the spectator area above the ring, sending a shockwave of fire outward.
Outside the Heaven Arena, a terrifying column of fire suddenly shot up from the floor 200 arena into the sky, followed by a deafening explosion that echoed through the surrounding area. The crowd below the arena looked up in astonishment. High in the sky, a massive column of fire shot straight towards the heavens, its fiery tendrils reaching towards the sky. After climbing to a height of over a hundred meters, the flames ceased their ascent and began to spread horizontally.
Loki's figure slowly descended, his white cloak billowing around him, once again completely enveloping his body. A heavy silence descended upon the arena. The air was thick with stunned disbelief.
After a long moment of stunned silence, the announcer's voice, trembling with a mixture of awe and disbelief, finally broke the silence.
"It… it was… it was absolutely incredible!" she stammered, her voice barely audible above the wind that rushed into the arena through the gaping hole torn in the wall.
Despite the chilling wind that swept through the arena from the massive hole in the wall—a testament to the extreme altitude of floor 200—the spectators were consumed by an overwhelming sense of exhilaration and awe. The breathtaking spectacle they had just witnessed continued to replay in their minds.
"The undefeated champion of floor 200, the top ruler who had reigned supreme for five consecutive years…" the announcer's voice trailed off, her words filled with disbelief. "Is… is gone."
The spectators stared, speechless, at the small figure standing amidst the ruins of the arena, their lips trembling, their minds struggling to process the sheer magnitude of what they had just witnessed.
Before the stunned silence could fully settle, Loki vanished without a trace.
A sudden crash echoed through the arena, shattering the stunned silence. A crimson liquid spilled from an ornate goblet as it tumbled to the floor, the shattered pieces scattering across the ground. The unexpected sound, so jarring in the otherwise silent arena, instantly drew everyone's attention.
As the eyes of the audience turned towards the source of the sound, they beheld a sight that sent a fresh wave of shock and disbelief through the crowd. A portly man in a tailored suit stood frozen, his eyes vacant and unseeing, staring blankly ahead. Before anyone could react, the man suddenly collapsed to the ground with a heavy thud, his head detaching from his body and spinning through the air, showering the surrounding area in a spray of crimson blood.
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