Friday.
Heaven's Arena, Floor 200, Shopping Area.
As the hub for top fighters, this place offered not only combat facilities but also complete lifestyle services.
Money and status could buy an emperor's life here.
Food, women... everything.
"Oh... these chips are on sale. 70% off for Floor 200 fighters. Nice."
A bald head squatted in front of a vending machine, contemplating the discounted snacks.
"Those chips sell well. They're the most popular item here. Want to try this one?"
Suddenly, a stranger spoke.
The Egghead turned to see a man in a cloak, his legs replaced by a spinning top. The man handed him a snack.
"These?"
Saitama looked curiously. It was a bag of banana chips.
"Hahahaha! What a naive idiot. Sadaso was unlucky to lose to him. It's done!"
Gido (Top Man) laughed internally.
Riehlvelt (Wheelchair Man) watched from the shadows, eyes gleaming.
The snack bag contained an odorless, colorless drug. Inhaling it disrupted Nen flow for a week.
Everyone knew not to trust strangers on Floor 200.
But this bald guy was stupidly naive. He actually leaned in to sniff it!
He's finished!
Saitama looked into the bag, then took out a poisonous banana chip.
Crunch, crunch~~
He ate it right in front of Gido.
"Eating" was just the Nen Beast mimicking the action.
Gido was ecstatic.
He ate the poison! Even better than sniffing!
"HAHAHAHA!! It's done! Let's kill him and avenge that idiot Sadaso!!"
Gido stopped pretending.
"Baldy, your luck ends here. No one told you Floor 200 is dangerous outside the ring? An idiot like you should wait for the next life to challenge us."
Riehlvelt rolled out in his wheelchair, sneering.
"Don't waste words with him. Kill him now to avoid trouble."
"Don't worry! Hehehe!!"
Battle Waltz!!
Gido laughed maniacally, pulling out his cane.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
A swarm of tops leaped from the cane, bouncing around Saitama like pinballs, buzzing violently.
Bang bang bang bang~~
Before Saitama could react, the tops hit him repeatedly.
"Hehe, don't underestimate my tops. Small, but with Nen, they are deadly!"
Gido gloated as every top hit home.
"He's been hit at least 50 times. He must be crawling on the floor now. That's what happens when you mess with our team! Boss, we already scheduled a match with this idiot today. If he's a no-show, we win by default!"
But Gido's smile faded.
From the swarm of afterimages, the Egghead walked out slowly.
His cheap hero suit was tattered, but there wasn't a scratch on his skin.
The tops continued to bounce off him with dull thuds.
Aside from ruining his clothes, they did... nothing?
Snap!
A top aimed for Saitama's eye.
Saitama caught it.
Crack!!
Right in front of Gido, he squeezed.
The expensive alloy top... turned into twisted scrap metal.
Gido's face turned ugly.
Saitama moved again.
He just snatched at the air. To Gido and Riehlvelt's shock, he caught every single dazzlingly fast top!
Then... Squeeze.
Twisted scrap fell to the floor. Even the hardened tips were bent!
What is this guy?
Is his skin made of steel? Why is he unhurt?
Gido was terrified.
"N-No!! Impossible!! My tops—"
He screamed in anguish. Those tops were his livelihood. Without them, he was half as strong.
High-Speed Rotation · Tornado Top!!
"DIE—"
Gido spun his entire body, creating a tornado stronger than any top.
This was his ultimate move. It boosted offense and defense!
Many Floor 200 fighters lost to this.
"My power is 5 times stronger now! Try blocking this!"
Gido roared, carving a groove in the floor as he charged at Saitama.
Slap—
BOOM—
Just as he reached the bald head, Saitama slapped him down.
Like swatting a bug.
The human-sized top was smashed into the floor.
Tiles shattered.
Gido stopped spinning. His head was smashed into his stomach.
Dead.
[DING! You killed contestant Gido.]
[Copy Successful! Acquired: [Enhancement Talent] (Double Blue), [Battle Waltz] (Double Blue)!]
Weak.
Double Blue Enhancement... trash. Just XP fodder. And crippled combat skills? Useless.
Even his Nen Beast wouldn't use this.
But hey, thanks for the contribution to the revolution. Good guy Gido.
Riehlvelt watched everything from the corner, dumbfounded.
Gido was strong. But this harmless-looking bald guy one-shotted him?
And blocked the ultimate move with a slap?
Run!
Riehlvelt didn't hesitate. He turned his wheelchair and fled.
Boost Propulsion!
He poured Nen into his wheelchair, rocketing away.
"Where are you going? You're together, right?"
Suddenly, the bald voice came from ahead.
Riehlvelt looked like he saw a ghost.
He was behind me! How did he get in front?!
The speed gap was incomprehensible.
"GET AWAY!!"
Riehlvelt screamed, red-eyed with fear.
He forgot there was no proof he was involved. His guilt made him attack.
Twin-Headed Snake · Devil's Duet!!
Twin-Headed Snake True Form!!
He lashed out with two whips like pythons, aiming for the bald head!
Arcs of electricity jumped on the whips!
His true trump card.
"This idiot isn't dodging! He's dead! Don't worry, Gido, Sadaso, I'll avenge you!"
Riehlvelt rejoiced.
This was thousands of volts! Enough to drop a tiger!
Zap! Zap!
But the scene seared itself into his memory.
The bald guy didn't dodge. He grabbed the electrified whips barehanded.
High voltage surged through Saitama, crackling and singing his tattered clothes!
100% conduction!
Why isn't he falling? Is he stiff from shock?
Riehlvelt's mind went blank.
Ryker (the user) felt the voltage.
Like a static shock from a lighter. Negligible.
Don't forget. These Nen Beasts are made of LIGHTNING!
Electricity is their essence.
And voltage flows from high to low.
"Pity. Is this your strongest move? This current isn't even enough to light a birthday candle."
Saitama Ryker smiled.
The whips crackled louder.
To Riehlvelt's horror, a terrifyingly higher voltage surged back from the bald guy.
"AH—"
A blood-curdling scream.
The Thunder Nen Beast held over 100,000 volts! Enough to maintain its form remotely.
Riehlvelt turned into charcoal. His wheelchair melted.
[DING! You killed contestant Riehlvelt.]
[Copy Successful! Acquired: [Emission Talent] (Double Blue), [Twin-Headed Snake] (Double Blue), [Mobility Impaired] (Blue)!]
[Crushed [Mobility Impaired] (Blue).]
[Crushed [Twin-Headed Snake] (Double Blue).]
[Trait [Emission Talent] upgraded to Purple!]
Heavenly sound.
Ryker twitched.
Thank god the system is smart. Or I'd be crippled.
But converting trash traits into XP was nice.
Fusing the Blue/Double Blue traits pushed his Emission Talent to Purple!
Emission Talent (Purple)!
Perfect!
Now Ryker was a true Hexagon Warrior.
He had high-tier proficiency in every category.
Even his "weakest" Conjuration was Blue (Menchi's Knife Skill), but in his hands, it rivaled Gold.
Why? Because Ryker had massive foundational stats.
A twig in a sword saint's hand beats a sword in a novice's hand.
With these gaps filled, Ryker was indestructible.
"Thanks for the gift packages. As minor villains, you did your job well. Hope you reincarnate better."
Saitama murmured to the corpses.
The commotion attracted attention.
But seeing the charred bodies, everyone stayed silent.
On Floor 200, life was cheap.
Glory and danger coexisted.
Ryker's Room.
Ryker was in a great mood. Lightning danced in his palm!
New ideas were forming in his mind.
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