From the 200th floor to the 250th floor, there are 51 floors in total.
The top levels—230th to 250th—aren’t used for competitions. Instead, these are the private residences of 21 floor masters, with each floor belonging to a single master. Every floor master also receives a share of the profits from matches held on the 200+ floors. Tickets for these fights are expensive, but there are no cash prizes for the contestants. Still, it’s a lucrative arrangement.
The 200th to 229th floors function as a battleground for regular fighters and those not yet floor masters. Each floor typically holds around a dozen to twenty fighters, though the exact number fluctuates. Across these 30 floors, there are usually hundreds of competitors, though many leave or rotate out regularly.
Following the rules of Heavens Arena, fighters must participate in at least one match every three months to maintain their eligibility.
There is a way to lose your qualification:
Inactivity for three months without fighting. In such cases, the fighter can also return to the first floor and begin the climb again.
To challenge a floor master, a fighter needs ten victories, but they can’t afford to lose more than three times along the way. Upon earning the right to challenge a floor master, the fighter gets a single shot. If they succeed, they claim the floor. If they lose, they still retain their eligibility and have the option to change floors for future attempts.
Kaizen’s goal in Heavens Arena was never to become a floor master. He came to absorb the atmosphere and experience of the arena, not to challenge the top ranks.
"I don’t need to aim for the top," Kaizen murmured. "Three years will do."
He did some quick calculations:
Twelve matches in ideal conditions.
Nine wins and three losses spread out over three years, one match every three months.
"That’s plenty of time for me."
Kaizen wasn’t worried about rookie Nen-fighters—he was leagues ahead of them. But the floor masters? That was a different level.
Hisoka and Chrollo were the only two masters mentioned in the original plotline, and Kaizen knew better than to underestimate them. Other fighters, like Zushi from the movie, were wild cards—more fluke than reference point.
Kaizen glanced at the crystal ball in his hand.
"Since I reached the 200th floor, it’s been absorbing aura faster." He smiled faintly. "Soon, I’ll have enough to manifest a new Nen-beast."
He had some ideas about what it might become. Before coming to Heavens Arena, he absorbed the energy of the Zoldyck estate, summoning Killer Queen—a deadly Nen beast inspired by memories of his previous life.
"If the Zoldyck estate represents assassins, then the arena... it has to reflect fighters," Kaizen thought.
That evening, hunger crept in. Fortunately, one of the many perks of living above the 200th floor was 24-hour room service.
Kaizen tapped a button, placing his dinner order. In moments, the kitchen staff prepared his meal and sent it up.
A soft chime rang from the door.
Kaizen opened it to find a staff member waiting with a food cart.
"Mr. Kaizen, please enjoy your meal. When you’re done, leave the dishes and cart in the hall. We’ll collect them shortly."
"Got it," Kaizen replied with a nod.
Just as the staff member rolled the cart away, Kaizen noticed a small face peeking from the door next to his. A little girl watched him, her eyes wide with curiosity.
Kaizen gave her a small smile.
"Did you just move in today?" the girl asked excitedly.
"That’s right," Kaizen answered.
"Awesome! Finally, someone close to my age!" she cheered. "Did you come with your dad?"
Kaizen shook his head. Before he could say more, a man—likely the girl’s father—appeared behind her, offering Kaizen an apologetic smile.
"Sorry about this," the man said gently, guiding the girl back into their room.
Kaizen chuckled as he closed his door.
Living spaces on the 200th floor and above were massive—enough for a family of three or even more. But Kaizen lived alone, and his neighbors’ situation seemed quite different.
"Still... fighters here live with constant risk. The arena isn’t exactly a safe place."
He sighed, sitting down to eat. "But danger is everywhere in this world. That girl is already in a better situation than most."
For the next three days, Kaizen stayed in his room, focused on his training and absorbing the aura from Heavens Arena.
On the third day, a sharp knock echoed from the door. Latest content published on novelFɪre.net
Kaizen opened the door to find a familiar face—an old man standing in the hallway, the same one from before.
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