After the 200th floor, the treatment of contestants improves significantly, and the battle arrangements undergo a complete change. Although the Heavens Arena still organizes the matches, the participants themselves have more autonomy.
As a result, many contestants keep a close watch on newcomers who advance to the 200th floor. Whenever a rookie comes to register, some of them gather in advance to 'welcome' them.
The malicious Aura spreading from the corner was essentially a traditional greeting for newcomers. For those who didn't understand Nen, stepping through such an oppressive atmosphere was nearly impossible. However, as a Nen User, Law was completely unaffected.
The reason why this woman could behave normally in such an overwhelming Aura was because she was also a Nen User.
"One hundred and ninety-eight of them? That's quite the lineup." Law said with a calm smile.
The woman looked at Law, who looked calm, with a polite smile on her face, and said, "Please complete your registration within today. If you fail to do so, it will be considered a forfeiture of intent, and your qualification will be revoked."
She then raised her pale hand, with long, slender fingers. Her nails were slightly longer than usual, painted a striking red.
Forming a scissor gesture with her fingers, she added, "I would like to remind you again that if you give up registration twice, you will be permanently disqualified. As for the rules of the 200th floor, the registration staff will provide a detailed explanation."
"Now, please proceed this way."
Standing at the intersection of the T-shaped corridor, she slightly turned to the side and extended her arm towards the right, where the registration area was located.
Law nodded slightly and, undeterred by the oppressive Aura that would make it difficult for ordinary people to take even a single step, walked forward as if strolling through a garden.
The woman quietly observed Law's approach, and when he reached the corner, she took three steps back.
Law glanced at her briefly before shifting his gaze forward. In the wide, straight hallway, about thirty people stood or sat, and at the very front stood someone who took Law by surprise.
"Have you come here specially to wait for me?" Seeing the burly man, Law's expression remained calm.
The burly man standing in the middle of the passage with his arms folded was none other than Atomu, whom Law hadn't seen in over a year.
Aside from him, the rest of the people in the corridor were all competitors from the 200th floor and above. They had gathered here solely to challenge Law, the new 200th floor contender.
Contestants at higher-floors rarely paid attention to those on lower floors, but when someone climbed rapidly, smashing through levels, they naturally drew attention.
Recently, only Law, Buhara, and Sanbica had garnered such interest.
Atomu, who is the Floor Master of the 230th floor, had a different reason for being here.
Unlike the others, he wasn't waiting for Law to issue a challenge, and he was here simply to say a few words. He had noticed Law when he reached the 180th floor.
"You're finally here."
Atomu stared at Law coldly.
The other competitors in the corridor all recognized Atomu. When they heard his cryptic remark, their eyes flashed with surprise.
Law met Atomu's icy stare and responded calmly, "Can't wait?"
Atomu snorted coldly and said, "That's right. I can't wait to twist your head off. But before that, you need to win ten matches on the 200th floor before you are qualified to challenge me."
Law remained silent upon hearing this, his expression unshaken.
Suddenly, Atomu took a large step forward toward him.
Law simply watched him approach without any visible reaction.
As Atomu walked past Law, he left behind a condescending remark:
"I hope you can reach me safe and sound."
Law didn't turn around and let Atomu's figure disappear into the distance.
It was no different from a year ago. Atomu still looked down at him, believing that in another battle, he could kill Law without any pressure.
Law narrowed his eyes slightly, only shifting his gaze when Atomu vanished from view. Then, he looked straight at the more than 30 people in the passage who were eyeing him like a pack of hungry wolves.
Earlier, the woman had mentioned that nearly two hundred competitors were lying in wait, but Law had only encountered this group so far. Clearly, the intense, murderous Aura from before had come from them.
Law was very sure that among those many Auras, Atomu didn't release any, as he likely found such antics pointless.
For Nen Users, reaching the 200th floor wasn't difficult. Even though Law had advanced with an undefeated record, he was still bound to attract the attention of veteran fighters on this level.
"Aren't you going to stop yet?"
Law looked at the people in the corridor and said indifferently.
The group acted as if they hadn't heard him, and continued to exert their oppressive Aura against him.
Those who were so eager to lie in wait here were typically the weakest among the 200th-floor fighters, only relying on victories against newcomers to improve their win rate.
Law took a look and found that among the more than 30 people, none of them made him feel threatened.
'Weak…'
He muttered to himself, then stepped forward. At the same time, his Aura suddenly spread out.
If their collective Aura was like a pack of wolves, then Law's Aura was that of a tiger descending the mountain. With a roar, he frightened this group of people.
The two opposing Auras clashed violently in the corridor. However, Law's was colder, stronger, and overwhelmingly dominant.
Within moments, the expressions of those in the corridor changed drastically as they felt like fish on a chopping block, completely at his mercy.
"If you're going to bare your fangs, at least do it in a smarter way."
Law walked calmly past these people and headed towards the registration area.
They knew clearly that releasing their Aura was meaningless, but they still stubbornly persisted after Law reminded them, just like a bunch of clowns.
These competitors, who only knew how to prey on newcomers, were not the kind of opponents Law was looking for. His display of power was merely to discourage them from trying anything foolish.
Watching Luo's departing figure, a trace of fear surfaced on these people's faces, 'What kind of Aura was that? When I tried to resist it, I felt as if I would be slaughtered by him at will.'
One person couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his forehead and muttered with difficulty: "What a terrifying Aura."
"We can't afford to mess with this person."
"Fortunately, he did not hide his strength, otherwise, we would've walked right into a death trap."
"What a close call! I hoping to score an easy win against a newcomer, but we actually ran into a real monster!"
"Guess we'll have to wait for the next rookie."
The contestants in groups of two or three decisively stood up and left. Since Law was the only newcomer registering today, and he was clearly not someone they could handle, there was no reason to stick around.
Just the sheer difference in Aura was enough for them to decide he was untouchable. Their cautiousness was a product of years of treading carefully in the Heavens Arena's 200th floor.
At this moment, the term 'bully the weak, fear the strong' fit them perfectly.
After Law walked through the aisle, the contestants, who had been intimidated by his Aura, immediately scattered like startled birds and returned to their respective private luxurious rooms.
When Law arrived at the registration area, a lone figure was standing there, someone who didn't seem weak.
When that person saw Law, he didn't release his Aura like those weaklings in the passage, but simply observed Law quietly.
Law ignored this person and walked straight to the registration window, where a young girl in the standard Heavens Arena's uniform awaited him.
Only upon reaching the 200th floor did one truly realize how much attention newcomers attracted. However, Law was no ordinary newcomer, he was more like a burning hot commodity. Anyone who recklessly tried to snatch him up wouldn't just fail, they'd get burned.
But since Law had just scared off that group, he likely wouldn't have to deal with any small fries bothering him anymore.
"Welcome to the 200th floor."
The girl at the window greeted him with a professional smile.