A sudden challenge.
This meant that Moro had agreed to the previous proposal.
Biscuit should have been happy, but Moro's strange behavior just now made her feel that something was off.
At the very least, she could be certain—
For that brief moment, Moro must have been planning something against her.
Moro didn't give Biscuit more time to think and turned away immediately.
Biscuit frowned slightly, watching Moro's back.
Oh well.
She'd just beat the brat up first and think later. Heh heh.
244th Floor.
This floor originally belonged to Maire, the previous Floor Master.
Now, it belonged to Moro.
A Floor Master could freely modify their floor's layout and decorations according to their preferences.
Moro had no such interests, but he couldn't stand the chaotic mess Maire had left behind.
That's why the Sky Arena didn't immediately hand the floor over to Moro yesterday. Instead, they worked with astonishing efficiency, restoring the floor to its original state within a single day.
It was only half an hour ago that they invited Moro for an inspection.
Moro naturally declined the so-called inspection and instead went to watch Kurapika's match.
Now, however, the timing was perfect—he and Biscuit could make use of the 244th floor's arena.
But before heading to the ring, Moro had to make some preparations.
He invited Kastro and Callista to come and watch the match. As for Menchi, she was busy handling ingredients and didn't have time to join.
Originally, Moro had also considered inviting Yamen.
But then he realized that Yamen probably knew about Biscuit's true form, so he didn't bother.
That's right!
The reason Moro specifically invited Kastro and Callista to watch the fight was to prevent Biscuit from transforming into her muscular form.
Considering the nature of Star Convergence, Moro obviously preferred to extract abilities from Biscuit's true form.
But reason stopped him.
After all, if Biscuit did use her real form, she might just send him straight into the ICU with a single punch.
To avoid this potential catastrophe, Kastro and Callista's presence acted as insurance.
With that in place, Moro was determined to fight with everything he had.
Even if there was only a slim chance of defeating Loli Biscuit, he would seize it.
Moro led Biscuit at a relaxed pace to the 244th floor's arena.
By this time, Kastro and Callista had already arrived.
However, they still had no idea what kind of relationship Moro and Biscuit had.
To be fair, even Yamen was clueless.
So when they received Moro's invitation, Kastro and Callista were even more confused.
"What exactly is the relationship between Master and her?"
Even Kastro couldn't help but feel a deep sense of curiosity.
After all, the whole Sky Arena had been buzzing with rumors about Moro and Biscuit these past two days.
More than anything, Kastro was curious about Biscuit's strength.
For his master to take this so seriously, she was certainly no ordinary opponent.
Biscuit casually walked up the arena under the curious gazes of Kastro and Callista before coming to a stop.
She shot a glance at the two onlookers, slightly surprised that they had come to watch.
But then, a mischievous smirk formed on her lips.
This whole match was originally supposed to be training for Moro.
But that was for later.
Right now, she just wanted to beat the living hell out of him first.
That way, she could enjoy herself and make him acknowledge her superiority.
A perfect win-win.
As far as she was concerned, Moro had no idea she was planning to use this fight to settle personal grudges.
He probably just thought this was a serious training match and called people over to observe and learn.
Such a pity.
All these two were going to see was their master getting pummeled.
Biscuit turned to look at Moro, a sly grin on her face.
Moro, on the other hand, had already predicted that Kastro and Callista would witness him getting beaten to a pulp.
But honestly?
He didn't care.
Compared to acquiring combat experience and ability materials, his pride was insignificant.
"Biscuit, aren't you going to change?"
Standing on the ring, Moro pointed at Biscuit's princess-style poofy dress, which was obviously not suited for battle.
Biscuit placed one hand on her hip, raised her other gloved hand, and waved her index finger with a smile.
"No need."
"Oh."
Moro nodded indifferently.
Seeing his calm reaction, Biscuit raised an eyebrow. "Aren't you even going to ask me why I'm so confident?"
"..."
Moro was speechless.
Did she really expect him to ask, "Hey Biscuit, why are you so confident?"
Did she seriously think he didn't know she was actually over fifty years old?
Instead of answering, Moro said flatly, "If you're not changing, let's begin."
Ignoring her attempt at small talk, Moro immediately entered combat mode.
He could feel Biscuit's confidence.
That kind of confidence that said—
"I'm the instructor, and you're the rookie."
And the scariest part?
She had every right to be confident.
Even in her loli state, without her hardened physique, decades of experience and perfect Nen control made her a walking fortress.
Seeing that Moro was ready, Biscuit also became serious.
She took a solid stance, her feet rooted in a firm martial posture.
Her right palm extended forward, steady and precise, while her left hovered near her chest in a guard position.
She was giving Moro the first move.
Moro didn't hesitate.
Stepping forward swiftly, he raised a hand and conjured a basketball-sized Star Shot.
Whoosh!
The projectile shot toward Biscuit at high speed.
She didn't move.
Instead, she remained utterly still, her outstretched hand slicing through the air like a blade.
With an instantaneous burst of perfectly measured Nen, her palm struck the Star Shot—
And cut it in half.
Moro's pupils shrank.
He immediately stopped in his tracks.
That was ridiculous.
The speed of her Nen control was insane.
But that wasn't the worst part.
In the split second she saw the projectile, she had already analyzed it.
Then she executed the perfect counterattack in an instant.
Had this been a normal opponent, they would have dodged first—because who in their right mind would risk taking an unknown attack head-on?
But Biscuit was not a normal opponent.
She was a master of battle instinct.
And that perfectly executed counter…
Just shattered Moro's plan to use Star Shot as an opening move.
Moro stared at her motionless figure, silent.
This is a real martial arts master.
Biscuit smirked. "What's wrong? If you don't move, I'm coming over."
"..."
Moro wordlessly began gathering more Nen in his hands.
One Star Shot—
Wasn't enough.
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