An Unexpectedly Short Battle
A match that had captivated the entire arena—
Had ended in such an abrupt manner.
For those sitting closest to the ring, the shock on the referee's face was plainly visible.
But the one who felt the most awkward—
Was undoubtedly the female commentator.
Before the fight, she had hyped up the crowd with her passionate commentary, building anticipation to its peak.
But—
Just two seconds after she finished speaking, the entire fight was over.
The dramatic reversal hit her harder than anyone else.
Even with her top-tier professionalism, there was nothing she could do in this situation.
In fact—
Most of the audience was in the same state as her.
Everyone was frozen, staring at the ring, as if time itself had stopped.
The Decisive Blow
On the stage—
Moro confirmed that Shalley had lost consciousness.
Then, he turned away and walked off the stage.
The trick was simple:
He used his left hand, which was still somewhat clumsy, to create a decoy attack with Tiger Fang Fist.
Meanwhile, he used "In" to erase the presence of the real Tiger Fang Fist attack from his right hand.
Shalley had focused too much on speeding up his movement—
And ran straight into the invisible punch.
If he had used "Gyo" more carefully, he might have avoided such a humiliating loss.
But—
The moment he skipped the probing phase and recklessly rushed forward, the outcome was already decided.
Overconfidence had sealed his fate.
Moro had noticed something—
Many Nen users seemed to share a common flaw—
A kind of blind arrogance.
Perhaps it was similar to how a poor man who suddenly becomes rich would lose all sense of caution—
Or how a normal person, upon gaining superhuman abilities, starts acting recklessly.
And then—
Nen subtly amplified these flaws over time.
Moro wasn't sure.
But each time he saw someone fall due to arrogance, it served as a warning to himself—
Never overestimate your own strength.
A true master always maintains the mindset of a student.
It was better to be too humble than to become too full of oneself.
Victory Declared
As Moro stepped off the stage, the referee finally snapped out of it.
Raising his hand, he shouted—
"KO! Moro wins!"
His voice echoed throughout the arena.
But—
The crowd was still silent.
The commentator, however, was quick to react.
After a brief moment of shock, she immediately resumed her commentary—
"Unbelievable! Shalley, who was just one step away from challenging a Floor Master, has been KO'd in an instant!"
"This means—Shalley is completely eliminated from the 200th floor competition!"
"At the same time—we've witnessed Moro's overwhelming return!"
Her words finally broke the silence—
But Moro was already gone.
Another Fight Scheduled
Exiting the arena tunnel, Moro met up with Kastro and Callista, who had been waiting for him.
Menchi wasn't there—
She was too busy gathering ingredients, preparing meals, and now had a new obsession—
Finding the "New World Chronicles" book.
Moro didn't waste time.
He immediately went to the registration desk and signed up for another fight—
Marking himself as "Available at any time."
That same evening—
His next match was confirmed for the following afternoon.
As usual, Moro trained, helped Kastro and Callista refine their Nen abilities, and at night—
He enjoyed another meal of Menchi's medicinal cooking.
The effects were as incredible as before.
The next morning—
Moro woke up feeling even stronger.
He trained until exhaustion, rested, then headed to the match amid a thunderous crowd.
His next opponent—
Was a Nen user missing one arm and one leg.
But—
He had replaced his missing limbs with bladed prosthetics, giving him a terrifying appearance.
The Fight Ends Instantly—Again
The match started quickly—
And ended just as fast.
Moro KO'd his opponent in one move—
Exploiting the moment when his opponent channeled too much Nen into his bladed limbs.
His opponent had failed at using "Shu" effectively.
"Shu" was an advanced Nen technique that enhanced objects with aura—
But it was physically draining and difficult to control.
His opponent had relied too much on his weapons, exposing fatal weaknesses.
Fear Spreads
After securing his second victory, Moro registered immediately for a third match.
But—
This time, his fight wasn't scheduled until three days later.
Moro quickly realized—
His decisive victories had scared off potential challengers.
To avoid deterring more opponents, Moro held back during his third fight.
Instead of ending it instantly, he deliberately prolonged the match—
Only using basic Nen techniques like "Gyo" and "Ren" to prolong the battle.
When the time was right, he finished it with a Tiger Fang Fist.
The Unexpected Effect
As he left the arena, he noticed—
The crowd's reaction was stronger than ever.
They cheered wildly, almost shaking the arena.
Moro shook his head.
"I held back, and they got even more excited…?"
Yamen's Perspective
In the spectator stands—
Yamen silently watched Moro leave the arena.
"He's refining his technique…"
Yamen could see it clearly—
Moro was still raw in many aspects.
It was obvious that he had never received structured training.
But—
Despite his flaws—
He always found a way to win.
His ability to adapt mid-fight, to control the flow of battle—
Was exactly what Biscuit had once described as "battle IQ."
Yamen had been attending all three of Moro's fights.
As a disciple of the "Shingen-Ryu" martial arts school, he had received formal combat training from childhood.
Because of this, he could see what most people missed—
Moro wasn't just winning fights.
He was sharpening his skills in real-time.
And at the core of it all—
He had an unshakable determination to become stronger.
That feeling—
Yamen knew it well.
It was the same feeling he had seen in Biscuit.
The same mindset of someone who never stops moving forward.
Yamen's eyes burned with new ambition.
"This place… is perfect."
He stood up—
And walked toward the fighter registration area.
Soon—
He was standing in line, ready to sign up for the tournament.
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