Throwing a child of almost 6 years old into the Heavens Arena, and leaving behind the condition of 'only able to return home after reaching the 200th floor'…
This is how the Zoldyck Family trains their heirs.
And right now, Killua is going through this.
However, Silva did not completely abandon Killua. After returning to Kukuroo Mountain, he asked his most trusted butler, Tsubone, to come to the Heavens Arena to secretly protect Killua.
"Young Master Killua, you still have a long way to go."
Tsubone, with a calm expression, watched Killua fall unconscious on the ring.
Her duty is to secretly protect Killua, but she cannot interfere with Killua's advancement in the Heavens Arena.
During this period, Tsubone has witnessed Killua's growth.
Starting from yesterday's battle that allowed Killua to successfully advance to the 60th floor, Tsubone saw that Killua had completely adapted to the environment of the Heavens Arena and knew how to defeat his opponents in the ring.
Therefore, Tsubone believes that…
If nothing else happens, Killua should be able to continue his winning streak until he encounters the next watershed.
What she didn't expect was—
Killua, who has just learned how to 'win easily' in the ring and was preparing to embrace a brand-new future, encounters the most unfavorable opponent in the entire 60th floor.
It can be said that he's very unlucky.
"It's okay, Young Master Killua."
Tsubone muttered to herself in a barely audible voice: "Luck can only stop you temporarily."
From Tsubone's point of view, Killua's luck is indeed bad.
If he hadn't met that 'Illumi', Killua would probably have easily won the two matches today.
She just hoped that this battle, which ended within moments, wouldn't affect Killua's thoughts, let alone make Killua have some thoughts that are beyond his power.
After all, the opponent is a Nen User. For the current Killua, it was an insurmountable barrier.
Thinking of this, Tsubone glanced at Moses who was turning around to leave the ring.
With her keen eyesight, she could tell that Moses had held back in the battle just now.
That chop aimed at Killua's neck, while ensuring it could properly stun him, had the damage minimized.
This kind of goodwill behavior in the ring is not common in the Heavens Arena.
For example, the opponents that Killua has been matched with recently will not hold back at all because of Killua's age. Everyone just wanted to defeat Killua as soon as possible.
The relentless pursuit of victory was the main theme of the Heavens Arena.
So, how could the contestants takes the initiative to reduce their margin for error?
Accurately winning every match and gradually advancing to higher floors were more important to them than anything else.
It was because of this environment that Tsubone regarded Moses highly.
On the ring.
Moses walked down from the ring amidst the overwhelming cheers from the audience.
His victory made the audience win their bets.
Although the money wasn't much, it could stir up the enthusiasm of the audience.
A moment later, Moses returned to the rest area.
The other contestants waiting to be matched with opponents in the resting room had already watched the battle between Moses and Killua through the screen broadcast.
Suddenly, there were obvious changes in the way they looked at Moses, and there was no trace of the previous contempt.
'I hope I won't meet this guy in the next match!'
Most of the contestants silently prayed in their hearts.
Several minutes later.
An unlucky contestant was matched against Moses.
As a result, that unlucky contestant only lasted two seconds before being sent directly off the ring by Moses.
Amidst the sky-high cheers from the audience, Moses turned around and left the arena, heading straight for the 80th floor.
"Mr. Illumi, here's your prize money."
"Thanks."
Moses picked up the envelope containing the money and headed for the elevator.
Just as he reached the door of the elevator, Menchi happened to walk out of the elevator.
"Master."
Menchi quickly came to Moses's side, her face beaming with a smile.
Moses casually stuffed the envelope into his pocket and smiled, "Go back to train."
"Um!"
Menchi nodded quickly.
The two returned to their private room and began their daily practice.
Meanwhile…
Killua, who was knocked down to the 50th floor by Moses, easily defeated his opponent in the next match and returned to the 60th floor.
It's just that this time, Killua didn't have any prize money to claim.
"So hungry."
Killua stood at a distance, eagerly watching the crowd gathered at the prize money exchange window.
'If it weren't for that guy, I would have been at the window collecting his prize money by now...'
'Next time we meet again, I will definitely defeat you!'
Killua clenched his small fists, silently vowing in his heart.
In today's second match, he used the same tactics, and in the end, he defeated his opponent in just five seconds.
This shows that there is no problem with the tactics.
The problem is from Moses!
Although he has already understood Moses's immense power, Killua still made up his mind to regain his reputation from Moses!
Because-
This is the first time he has lost so miserably!
Growl…
Killua's tightly clenched little fists suddenly loosened, and he weakly covered his stomach.
'I'm getting hungrier and hungrier.'
Little Killua drooped his eyelids.
Time passes and night falls.
Moses and Menchi finished their training for the day.
Menchi, feeling a bit exhausted, lay down on the bed.
The way to practice Ren is like this: consume Potential Aura, restore Potential Aura, and then consume Potential Aura again...
The boring way of practice over and over again was not only physically exhausting but also mentally draining.
"Menchi, take a rest for a while. I'll go outside to buy you something to eat."
Moses glanced at the exhausted Menchi.
Hearing this, Menchi struggled to sit up and said feebly: "Master, I can cook..."
"Forget it for today."
Moses shook his head.
Although he really wanted to eat the dishes cooked by Menchi, he didn't want to burden Menchi in this situation.
"Then, I'll come with you."
Menchi got out of bed and looked at Moses with pleading eyes.
"Fine."
Moses agreed to Menchi's request.
After a while, Moses and Menchi walked out of the Heavens Arena.
Since they are not familiar with this area, they can only go where there is a lot of people.
After strolling around for a while, they didn't find a suitable restaurant. Instead, they came across a crowd of people watching a performance by Killua.
If it weren't for Killua's sudden and immature shout, Moses might not have noticed.
"…"
Standing at the edge of the crowd, Moses looked at Killua, who was breaking bricks with his bare hands, with a strange expression.
On the ground in front of Killua, there is an aluminum round cookie box, with only a few coins scattered inside.
'He's so miserable...'
Moses sighed in his heart.
"So pitiful."
Menchi, on the other hand, expressed her thoughts without reservation.
Moses glanced at Menchi, then, amidst the crisp sound of of Killua breaking five bricks with his bare hands, he stepped forward and placed the unopened prize money envelope in the cookie tin.
"Good show!"
After putting down the envelope, Moses gave Killua a thumbs up, and at the same time, cheered like a qualified audience.
Killua, still maintaining his downward motion with his right hand, looked at Moses, who suddenly appeared, with the same blank expression as a wooden mannequin.
At this moment, Killua felt his face feel hot and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl under.