Over a year ago, in order to send the B-Class wanted criminal, Dis Mendeck, who brutally killed a kind-hearted driver, to hell, Moses, who was still in the Heavens Arena at the time, decisively decided to leave and head straight to Yorknew City.
Afterwards, Dis Mendeck was successfully killed in the Orlum Casino in Yorknew City.
After the incident, Moses was supposed to return to Heavens Arena, but he chose to activate the Edge Ten Thousand Sword Swings at that time.
This also resulted in him losing his qualification as a contestant in the Heavens Arena.
Along with his 3D Hisoka, he completely disappeared from the Heavens Arena.
Logically speaking, since 3D Hisoka has not registered for the competition for more than a year, he should have lost his qualifications.
But now, he is still active in the Heavens Arena under the title of Roly Poly.
Moreover, he was specially advertised on the big screen, which is enough to show the reputation and status the Roly Poly Hisoka held in the Heavens Arena.
So-
There is only one truth!
Most likely, in Moses's absence, the real Hisoka came to the Heavens Arena and replaced 3D Hisoka's identity, so that he can have the qualification to participate.
This made the name Roly Poly famous in the Heavens Arena.
'What a coincidence.'
Looking at Hisoka on the screen, Moses's eyes showed surprise.
If Hisoka does not come to the Heavens Arena within the allowed time frame to assume the qualification, then when the registration for the battle expires, Hisoka will lose his permanently lost his chance to compete in Heavens Arena.
But now...
Not only did Hisoka come to the Heavens Arena, he also directly inherited the title that Moses had whimsically created.
"Master, that person...?"
Menchi was also staring at Hisoka's rather flamboyant figure on the screen and couldn't help but look surprised.
She already knew about Moses' shadow clone ability, including the 3D Hisoka form the clone could assume.
She was also aware of the previous incidents where Moses used this form to get more prize money.
She had originally thought that this appearance was something Moses had created casually...
But now, after seeing the 'victim' in person, it's no wonder she was surprised.
"That's right, it's the real deal."
Moses raised his hand to his chin and then glanced at the clock hanging on the wall not far away.
The hour hand was about to point to 2 PM, and there were just over two hours left before Hisoka's match began.
If they stayed here to queue for registration, they might not make it in time to watch the match.
"Menchi, let's not queue for now."
Thinking of this, Moses chose to watch Hisoka's match first.
'After two years, Hisoka should have become stronger.'
He thought to himself.
"Ah? Master, are we going to watch that person's match?"
Menchi noticed Moses glancing at the clock.
"Yeah."
Moses nodded, then immediately left the line and walked towards the entrance.
Seeing this, Menchi quickly followed Moses.
Because of the shadow clone's mimicry appearance, she suddenly became curious about the relationship between Moses and Hisoka.
The only thing she could be sure of was that her master developed this shadow clone's imitated image specifically to mess with that man.
Though two hours remained before the match, the tickets were already sold out.
Moses wanted to find a scalper to buy two tickets, but it still took him a lot of effort to finally secure two tickets.
This shows how popular Hisoka, who is already the Floor Master, is in the Heavens Arena.
This surprised Moses slightly.
Because there were still four years before the plot began, but Hisoka's fame and adoration in the Heavens Arena seemed even more pronounced than at the start of the original work.
'Was it because of the Roly Poly title?'
Moses pondered.
At 4 PM, the audience seats in the venue were packed with people, with no empty seats in sight.
The deafening noise seemed about to break through the ceiling, and even the host's words struggled to be heard in the cacophony.
Moses and Menchi sat in the middle of the audience seats, looking at the large arena in the center of the venue.
Different from the arena on the lower floors, the arena here is specially used for challenging the Floor Master. Not only the scale, but also the structure and terrain appear more solemn and formal.
On both sides of the arena, there were paths paved with stone slabs leading straight to the entrances.
Under the anticipation of many spectators, Hisoka and the challenger each walked towards the central arena along these paths.
"Roly-Poly! Roly-Poly! Roly-Poly!"
"Master Hisoka, you're the best!"
"Roly-Poly!"
The moment Hisoka appeared, the noise in the venue reached its peak.
Almost all the audience members were shouting Hisoka's title, and through the huge screen that was broadcasting the live footage, it was clear that many audiences were so excited that their faces turned red, frantically supporting Hisoka.
Compared to the overwhelming support for Hisoka, the challenger coming from the opposite tunnel appeared quite pitiful.
However, this challenger, who was as burly as a bear, had an impressive mental fortitude and was not affected by the roaring cheers from the scene at all.
Perhaps from the moment he chose to challenge Hisoka, he had anticipated this scenario.
Moreover-
He was here precisely for Hisoka's fame and support rate.
Because as long as he can kill Hisoka here, he could easily seize the enviable support that Hisoka enjoyed.
The world of combat is that cruel and straightforward.
At one moment, a contestant might be surrounded by applause, and the next moment, they could be replaced by someone else.
The so-called support can be easily transferred.
In the audience.
Moses's ears were filled with the cheers of those shouting Roly Poly, like waves, one after another, making him feel quite overwhelmed.
'So ridiculous.'
Moses shook his head slightly, then looked at Hisoka on the arena from a distance.
Being surrounded by such a title...
Moses suddenly became curious about Hisoka's feelings at that moment.
Menchi, who was sitting next to Moses, was also overwhelmed by the surrounding cheers, finding it extremely loud.
The enthusiasm was overwhelming.
People who don't know would think Hisoka is a world-class celebrity.
On the arena.
Following the referee's signal, Hisoka slowly stood still.
He was dressed the same as always, with his red hair standing up wildly, teardrop and star-shaped makeup on his face, and a playing card between his fingers.
On the other side.
The one who challenged Hisoka was a man over 2.5 meters tall and wielding a large machete. He was as burly as a bear.
The man's name is Pola Bear.
This name is not a title, but his real name.
It can be said that he is a classic example of someone living up to their name.
The referee extended his hands, signaling both contestants to stand still and wait for the command.
Hisoka stood quietly in his place, and there's a faint smile on his makeup-adorned face.
As for Pola Bear, he had a serious look on his face, staring at Hisoka intently, exuding a fierce fighting spirit.
This well-prepared fighting spirit, amplified by his Aura, appeared quite oppressive, catching the referee's attention.
"Roly Poly... huh."
Pola Bear raised his broadsword, grinned and revealed his big teeth, and said, "I want to see if you, Roly Poly, can remain standing in front of my blade."
"…"
Facing Pola Bear's provocation, Hisoka said nothing and flipped his hand to make the playing cards between his fingers disappear.
'Sigh…'
'What a boring opponent.'
Hisoka thought so in his heart.
Pola Bear was unaware that Hisoka had already estimated his combat value. Seeing Hisoka said nothing, he gripped the machete's handle tightly. Before the referee announced the start, he readied himself in advance and was ready to attack at any time.
This seemingly unconfident little move was naturally noticed by Hisoka.
If not for the rule that Floor Masters must accept challenges from those with ten victories, Hisoka, after assessing the opponent's combat value, would have had no interest fighting this guy at all and would not be standing here.
However, evaluation is one thing, and what the process will be like in battle is another.
Hisoka could only hope that the other party's physique would arouse his interest in the battle, even a little bit.
Only then-
Could he feel the slight thrill of destroying a toy.