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*Time:* 21:00.
*Location:* Sky Arena Tower, 150th Floor.
This massive city, bathed in neon lights, was now running at full throttle to keep up with the ever-changing demands of society.
"Ladies and gentlemen, good evening!"
The passionate voice of the announcer echoed throughout the floor, even causing passersby in the corridors to pause and listen.
"Welcome, everyone, to Arena D on the 150th floor of the Sky Arena Tower!"
"The match about to begin is between Ilumi versus Niou Yamashita!"
"A fierce battle is about to unfold."
"Ladies and gentlemen, get ready to press your betting buttons!"
In the stands, spectators grabbed their betting devices, pressing either the red or green buttons to place their bets on the two fighters. The numbers on the large screen rapidly shifted as bets poured in.
On the arena stage, Ilumi stood with his hands in his pockets, his expression blank as he stared at the towering figure across from him.
His opponent, a super-giant named Niou Yamashita, stood well over two meters tall. He too wore an expressionless face as he looked down at Ilumi.
Niou's physique spoke volumes—his chiseled muscles, bulging chest, thick arms, and fists as large as Ilumi's head were impossible to ignore. Despite his navy-blue business suit, which gave him the appearance of a white-collar worker, his ferocious aura was undeniable.
"Are you insane?"
"Kid."
Niou crossed his arms, his deep voice dripping with disdain as he addressed the emotionless Ilumi.
"Take a good look. I'm not a nice guy."
"Can't you see how far superior I am to you?"
"And yet here you are, standing there facing me. You must be crazy, right?"
"Oh~?"
Ilumi's previously blank face finally showed a hint of change. A smirk crept onto his lips as he responded in a laid-back tone.
"You say… you're stronger than me?"
"Stop dreaming. Come at me with everything you've got."
"Ugly brute."
The moment the words ["ugly brute"] left Ilumi's mouth, Niou's expression darkened instantly, and he fell silent.
Compared to Ilumi's adorable, boyish face, Niou's features were undeniably fearsome.
But with his bodybuilder-like physique and overwhelming presence, calling Niou an "ugly brute" seemed far-fetched.
Niou's face remained grim as he slowly raised his right hand to his left shoulder.
"So, you really are…"
With a sharp "rip," the expensive suit tore apart into shreds, which he casually balled up in his hand.
"You've completely lost it, haven't you?!"
Niou stripped off the remnants of his suit, revealing his terrifying physique—solid pecs, a chiseled eight-pack, and a broad, muscular back. His form resembled that of a Niou statue, a guardian deity of immense power.
"Gulp…"
The referee, overwhelmed by Niou's imposing presence, instinctively took a step back.
"Uh…"
But just as he stepped back, the referee froze. He had noticed something on Niou's back—a tattoo of a Niou statue.
This man truly carried the essence of a Niou.
"What the hell!?"
"Is this guy's body made of Terminator metal or something?"
"How can that kid possibly beat a monster like that!?"
These thoughts raced through the referee's mind—and they were shared by many in the audience.
"Ding!"
A sharp chime rang out as the betting period ended, and the announcer's voice once again filled the arena.
"Wow~ It seems everyone has chosen their side. Now, let's take a look at the odds for our two fighters."
"Ilumi Zoldyck 9862: Niou Yamashita 3213. Niou Yamashita holds an overwhelming advantage in the betting odds."
"But then again, that's only natural."
"After all, the gap between these two fighters is obvious at first glance."
"Of course, this is only the superficial gap between them. The real battle is about to begin!"
As the announcer finished speaking, the arena erupted in cheers, most of them chanting Niou Yamashita's name.
The referee returned to his position, confirmed the readiness of both fighters, raised his hand high, and brought it down sharply.
"Begin!"
No sooner had the referee spoken than Niou hurled the shredded remains of his suit toward Ilumi's face.
"Street thug tricks."
Ilumi chuckled softly, tilting his head to dodge the flying fabric while simultaneously leaning back.
"Whoosh!"
A deafening sound cut through the air as Niou's fist, as large as a human head, narrowly missed Ilumi's face.
"Shh…"
Ilumi's sneakers lightly scuffed against the rough surface of the arena as he shifted his body to the left.
"Swish!"
Niou twisted his waist and threw another punch, but it still missed by a hair. Undeterred, he continued to leverage his long reach, throwing punch after punch at Ilumi with relentless fury.
"Too slow, too slow."
Ilumi maintained his relaxed demeanor, his feet never stopping as he effortlessly dodged each of Niou's attacks, every punch missing by mere millimeters.
"Too fast! Too fast!"
"He's so massive, yet his speed is incredible! Niou Yamashita is no longer human!"
The announcer's voice rose to a fever pitch as she stood up, passionately describing the scene to the audience.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, Niou stopped his barrage of punches and slammed his foot down on a large section of the arena floor, shattering it into pieces. With a flick of his foot, he sent shards of broken tile flying toward Ilumi.
"Swish, swish, swish…"
Countless fragments shot toward Ilumi, who raised his right hand, creating a blur of motion. A series of sharp "snap, snap, snap" sounds filled the air as he deflected the shards, breaking them into even smaller pieces that harmlessly zipped past him.
"Uraaaa~!!"
Taking advantage of the momentary distraction, Niou charged forward, his towering two-meter frame dwarfing the five-year-old Ilumi. The visual disparity between the giant and the child was staggering.
"Hah!"
Niou roared, lifting his right leg and stomping down toward Ilumi.
"Crash!"
The entire arena shook as Niou's foot struck the ground, sending a cloud of dust billowing into the air, obscuring the view.
Moments later, the dust settled, revealing a massive crater where Niou's foot had landed. Cracks radiated outward from the impact point, spreading across the arena floor.
"Wow~ The arena floor has been shattered!"
The announcer's voice reignited the crowd's excitement, sending them into a frenzy of cheers.
"Hey, you've got something embedded in your shoe, don't you?"
Ilumi appeared silently behind Niou, his gaze fixed on the foot that had crushed the arena floor.
Despite his business suit, Niou wore thick-soled athletic shoes.
Niou's eyes narrowed slightly—he did indeed have a steel plate embedded in his shoe.
"Hey, kid."
Niou slowly rose from his crouched position, turning to face Ilumi with a low growl.
"How long are you going to keep dodging? You were the one who started this, weren't you?"
"It's about time you came at me…"