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Chapter 135: Nen Baptism




After successfully advancing to the 200th floor, Allan directly went up to register.
Each contestant had a luxury suite on this floor, but that suite will be taken back if you fall from the 200th floor.
Therefore, many contestants fight desperately to maintain the luxury they got.
In addition to this, there were no bonuses from now onwards. It didn’t matter if the contestant won or lost. They won’t receive any money.
“You’re finally here.”
After registering at the information desk, Allan saw Hisoka in the hallway.
Hisoka smiled at Allan: “I watched your match and was surprised that you’re a swordsman. I didn’t know you have that many cards up your sleeve.”
Allan shrugged: “Swordsmanship is just one of my hobbies. As for other hidden cards, you will see that later.”
“Then I will wait.” Hisoka replied and then gazed at Allan: “I look forward to that day.”
Allan asked: “You want to fight me?”
“If there is a chance, I would be happy to, wouldn’t you?” Hisoka said with interest.
‘He’s a fighting maniac who doesn’t back down from a fight.’ Allan thought helplessly.
[Ding! Make A Choice]
[1: Agree to fight with Hisoka. Reward: Increase Nen by 5,000 Points.]
[2: Refuse to fight Hisoka. Reward: Increase Nen by 3,000 Thousand points.]
[3: Agree to fight Hisoka and defeat him. Reward: ??!!!] (T/L: Author be like ‘interesting, but I won’t tell you now, he really didn’t write the reward there.)
Faced with the rewards, Allan naturally (mysteriously) picked the last one.
After pondering for a bit, Allan said: “Hisoka, I can promise to fight you, but not now.”
“No problem, as long as you agree, there will be a time in the future.” Hisoka smiled.
“At the moment, I’m more interested in Gon and Killua. I don’t know when they will come up.”
Allan replied: “They already applied for a match. It will be the afternoon after tomorrow. With their current power, it shouldn’t be hard to advance. When the time comes, you will have to handle this.”
“Of course, I will give them a surprise.” Hisoka smiled as he narrowed his eyes.
Two days later, Gon and Killua successfully passed the 190th floor and advanced.
Both of them reached the 200th floor with ease with no pressure all along.
This made them feel strong and complacent.
Of course, this is normal because it took them less than two weeks to advance to the 200th floor.
The two of them took the elevator to the 200th floor to register, because according to the rules, whoever doesn’t register within the specified time limit will have to go back to the first floor again. And since this was Killua’s second time in The Heavens Arena, he wouldn’t be able to get in again.
As they walked out of the elevator, both felt a strong aura oppressing them and hindering them from moving forward.
“Damn it, who is releasing such a frightening Killing Intent?”
As a professional Assassin, Killua was far more sensitive than Gon when it comes to killing intent, and to his surprise and horror, this killing intent wasn’t any weaker than Illumi’s.
In other words, the person releasing it was as strong as Illumi.
“Killua, hide behind me.” Gon suddenly said.
“Why?” Killua looked at Gon in confusion.
“This killing intent is laced in Nen. I can use Nen to ease the oppression.”
As he said this, Gon instantly released his Nen to block the Killing intent.
After seeing this, Killua’s face changed, but he didn’t hide behind Gon and instead said: “Gon, go ahead and register first.” Killua said.
“What about you, Killua?” Gon asked puzzledly.
“I don’t want to hide behind you and be protected by you. I don’t want to be looked down upon by someone my age.”
“Killua, I’m not looking down on you. The other person can use Nen, and it disadvantageous for you to face him like this. That’s why I asked you to hide behind me.”
Faced with Gon’s kindness, Killua shook his head and said: “No, I have to rely on myself.”
“Killua is right, Gon. You should go register first.”
A playful voice echoed in the corridor as the strong Killing Intent disappeared.
Killua felt relieved while Gon stopped using Nen and frowned.
When he saw Hisoka appearing at the end of the corridor, Gon exclaimed: “Hisoka?!”
Killua also noticed Hisoka and was a little surprised.
“Haha, it’s been a long time, Gon, Killua.” Hisoka greeted them with a smile and then sat down with his back against the wall.
“Hisoka, why are you here?” Gon asked.
Hisoka played with his cards and said: “This is the holy land of fighters, and I admire fighting the most. Isn’t it normal for me to be here?”
Killua frowned and said: “Hisoka, you were the one using Killing Intent just now?”
Hisoka nodded: “Bingo, correct answer, but there is no reward.”
“Why are you doing this? We have no conflict with you, right?” Killua frowned.
Hisoka smiled: “I just want to see how much you’ve grown.”
“You’re just bullying us,” Killua shouted.
“Killua, I didn’t expect you to be so naïve. Did you forget where we are? This is The Heavens Arena. In this place, everyone is hostile against each other. Preventing you from registering is just removing an obstacle.”
Hearing this, Killua was speechless.
Gon looked at Hisoka and said: “Hisoka, Killua hasn’t learned Nen yet. It’s unfair that you’re using Nen to deal with him. Just get out of the way and let us register.”
Hisoka shook his head: “Gon, this is the baptism of Nen. Every contestant who reaches the 200th floor has to go through it. When confronting my Killing Intent previously, you dealt with it well, so you can go and register. As for Killua, he isn’t qualified to pass yet.”
“No, Killua must go with me.”
With this said, Gon pulled Killua over.
However, Killua shook Gon’s hand and said: “Gon, Hisoka is right. I’m not qualified to pass yet! You go register first.”
“But Killua, what will you do?”
“I will pass before midnight, anyway. You should go first.”
Killua was determined, and there is noway Gon could change his mind.
Hisoka looked at Killua in surprise and said: “So, Killua, do you want to stay and try or go back first?”
“Hisoka, wait here for me. Before midnight, I will be back.”
Leaving those words behind, Killua turned around and left.
“I’m waiting for you, Killua,” Hisoka said playfully.
After Killua left, Allan’s figure appeared from the end of the corridor. Hisoka saw him and smiled: “How about it, is the baptism to your liking? Killua looked pissed off.”