A day later, inside Heavens Arena, in an empty hallway, next to a drinks vending machine, was a young man sitting on a bench, having an isotonic drink.

After his first victory against Nikel, the huge pale-skinned man, Shakal managed to ascend directly to the twentieth floor. Then he had his second fight, this time directly on the twentieth floor, against a woman named Arlia, who gave him quite a bit of trouble since her agility surpassed his own. Using other fighting strategies, he managed to win his second match.

Thanks to his second fight he reached the twenty-fifth floor, and his reward increased to twenty thousand jenny for fight. After the arduous battles, and very tired, he left the Heavens Arena to find a small and modest hotel.

Shakal paid for a one-night room, With the rest of the money, he bought some food, a pair of black jeansand and some white shirts..

Upon arriving inside the room, he quickly turned on the television and searched for a News channel.

The young man began to collect information about this new world.

"First, today is 5th of February, 1995. Second, it seems that there are several continents, just like on Earth, but the surprising thing is that there are various types of animals and magical beasts, according to television some of them are friendly while than others not so much. Most of the beasts live in unexplored areas. Normally the only ones capable of taking hold of magic beasts are the so-called hunters. It seems that belonging to this organization has many advantages. I'll have to do more research on them one of these days. Third, I need to start my physical training and learn more about this world, whether from books or the internet. " - With this in mind, Shakal fell asleep.

At half past eight in the morning, Shakal prepared to go running. He weared the karate suit that he got at Heavens Arena to avoid dirtying his new clothes. He paid for another night at the hotel, so he decided to leave his equipment there.

"Since my new body has a lot more resistance I will start training with a daily routine of about three kilometers and another hour of exercises to improve my speed and strength." Shakal thought.

A few hours later, inside Heavens Arena.

"Good morning, I would like to fight today." Shakal said to the girl at the counter.

"Good morning, very good, I will organize a fight for you. Go to the locker room, and wait your turn. Thank you." - replied the girl.

Shakal nodded, and without saying anything else started walking towards the locker room. Upon entering, he encountered several other fighters, among them two people scared him a little.

One of them was a bald man with a very long brown beard, about two meters tall. His fear came from the man's first fight, as he managed to defeat his opponent with a single blow, and in an instant.

The second person he did not want to face was a woman, six feet long, long hair. In her first combat, she managed to beat a huge man, perhaps two or more times he size.

Luckily for him, the next match was announced on television in the locker room. Mr. Ballon against Miss Maria. The two left the locker room.

At the beginning of the fight, Marie seemed to have a clear advantage, since she was much shorter and more agile than Bolan, but even so, the giant exceptionally withstood the woman's blows.

A few moments later, Bolan managed to grab Marie's left arm, stopping all of Marie's blows.

With titanic force, Bolan knocked Marie out of the ring, winning the battle.

"What an incredible battle, they are both very good fighters. From what I saw, Marie made a small mistake in the trajectory of her attacks, allowing Bolan to catch her arm. And Bolan only needed that to defeat with one blow. " - Shakal thought, commenting the battle in his head.

Without giving him more time to reflect, the next fight was his own. The following fight appeared on television alongside the names of the participants. Mr. Shakal vs. Mr. Dorian.

Both Shakal and his opponent left the locker room to head to the ring.

Upon entering, people began to applaud them, shout their names and even gamble.

The betting was clearly in Dorian's favor, as he won all of his other battles quite easily.

The two were placed in opposite positions within the platform, waiting for the gong to begin.

"He's the same height as me, I didn't see any of his previous battles so I know next to nothing about his fighting style. I will have to be very careful. I will let him make the first move, I will react based on his attack. " Shakal thought.

The gong rang, and the referee stepped out of the ring, leaving the fighters as much space as possible.

The two fighters started a war of looks, without making any movement. After a few moments, which were eternal for the public, Dorian spoke.

"I don't think you can beat me in your current state, give up and you won't be hurt."

"Hm. That remains to be seen, you should stop talking and show to us from where so much confidence comes from." Shakal replied.

Dorian looked at him for a moment, then opened his mouth again.

"You have a very strong body, it seems well trained, but your experience and your technique are disgusting, to begin with you probably don't even have a martial technique. I must admit that in your previous battles you used very creative tactics and with that you were able to win the fights. But against someone like me, your little tricks will not help you. "

"I told you before, if you have the ability, stop talking and show it." - Shakal replied, entering his typical combat position.

In that instant, Dorian's body disappeared. Shakal, losing sight of him, quickly began to look around him. Dorian, with his great speed took advantage of the carelessness of his opponent to get behind him and with a strong blow, right in the spine, he threw Shakal about three meters towards the inside of the platform. Luckily for the boy, the blow did not send him out of the ring, although it left him in a very bad state.

Dorian stood in place, looking at the young man who was desperately trying to get up.

"As I told you, when you face a pro like me, your tricks are useless. Surrender now or you will recive even more damage. " Dorian said.

Shakal barely got up from the ground, and with many complications remained on his legs.

Hearing the words of his enemy, and perhaps due to fatigue and accumulated damage, his celeb quickly insisted that he should leave the ring and withdraw from the battle, but his heart indicated otherwise.

With an effort on his part, he raised his right hand, and quickly showed him the middle finger.

Dorian upon seeing the young man's response, and seeing that he did not surrender despite the difference between the two, shot himself towards Shakal, with superhuman speed. Just like the first time, Shakal lost sight of his opponent.

"What the hell is going on? How can I not see him if he attacks me head on! " - he asked himself.

Fallen in despair at his poor ability to face his opponent, and fear of further damage, in the brief instant that Dorian's terrifying fist collided with Shakal's chest, a white aura quickly engulfed the young man. Despite the aura, Shakal's body was sent out of the ring by the power of the blow, knocking him out.

The referee quickly called the doctors.

"The winner is Dorian." - The referee said before being surprised and asking. "Hey, are you alright? Your arms are bleeding. "

Dorian looked at his arms, and saw that he had two rather large cuts on both sides of his right arm, the same arm that he hit the boy with.

"I'm fine!" - He answered before leaving the ring.