I Own A Sharingan - Chapter 13

Raigo had just gotten out of the elevator and walked down the corridor to the fortieth floor.

He watched the crowd stand in front of hundreds of color TVs in the walls.

They watched with fervor and passion the fights broadcast on the screens, each one shouting the name of the person they were betting on.

“The owners of the arena must be incredibly wealthy to be able to buy that much television.”

At that time televisions cost a real fortune, the picture quality was extremely unpleasant.

The quality of the screen image even stung the eye of Raigo who was used to high resolution screens in his previous life.

He went to see a receptionist who sent him to a room to warn him of the beginning of his fight.

Raigo entered a large room with a large number of people in the audience.

Several matches took place before it was his turn.

“Who is this guy, why is he wearing a child’s mask?”

“Youkol, get rid of this guy, if you make me lose my bet I’ll kill you!”

Raigo was facing a man wearing tights and a contortionist costume decorated with sequins, he had false eyelashes and a pink lipstick on his lips with his face covered with a thin layer of make-up.

He looked at Raigo shyly and said to him like a young girl:

“Hmm. Be gentle with me, baby!”

“Agh!”

Raigo felt shivers down his spine and wanted to get as far away from this pervert as possible, but at the same time the referee signaled to start the fight.

The man dressed as a contortionist jumped into the air with a strange smile as his nails grew several centimeters longer.

“Die, baby.”

When the man was a few centimeters away from him and preparing to stab him with his nails, he suddenly pivoted and grabbed the man’s shoulder before deliberately losing his balance.

He pushed the man to the ground and then with a gesture dislocated both his arms.

“Agh! Yes baby hurts me”

The man shouted with an expression of joy all over his face making Raigo and the spectator stunned.

“Fucking pervert!”

Raigo struck the man’s neck with his elbow, knocking him out immediately.

The referee declared a KO and declared the victory of Raigo who immediately went up to the 60th floor.

. . . .

The prices of the Celestial Arena were distributed on different floors.

From the 1st to the 50th you get only enough money to drink, from the 50th to the 100th you get 50000 Jenny.

From 100th to 150th 1,000,000 Jenny and Private room.

150 to 190 10,000,000 Jenny and from 190th to 200th you can win the incredible sum of 200,000,000 Jenny.

The 190th floor was easy, but in reality, the main danger comes from the passage of the 200th floor.

At this level, not only are weapons tolerated, but practically all fighters are mastering the Nen, which allows them to tear the newcomers to pieces.

Raigo holding a key entered his private room and threw himself on the bed.

He looked at the beautifully decorated room while yawning and then stood up before clenching his fists in the initial position of Konoha’s taijustu style.

“During my first fight, the fist technique that this nice guy used was quite interesting, although the name was completely ridiculous.”

Then, with a step forward, he threw a punch towards the wall.

*Bang*

His fist broke the surface of the wall surprising even Raigo.

“I understand, the principle of his technique is to release the kinetic energy of the whole fist through the index and middle fingers, that’s why he had placed these two fingers above his thumb when he attacked me”.

Then Raigo raised his right hand and making some movements with his fingers his nails were lengthened by a few centimeters becoming almost as sharp as a razor.

“Interesting, such a technique, the user must not only have perfect control of the muscles of his hands, but also strong bones and strong nails, otherwise his fingers will break, I wonder what kind of fools have created such a technique.

Raigo shook his head, his hand went back to normal and he started training at the Ren.

The tomoe of his sharingan was turning slowly as his aura exploded out of his body.

“All the fighters in this round will feed my fighting style, because all their techniques will be mine.”