Chapter 138 Kurapika's Arrival

Frankly admitting the strength of others and being able to face one's own weaknesses calmly.

This is probably Yun Gu's advantage.

Bisiji shook his head slightly and stopped attacking Yun Gu.

This kind of thing is too much.

What I said just now is enough.

It will not hit Yun Gu too hard, and it can also give Yun Gu the motivation to catch up.

The so-called goal is such an important thing.

It is also one of the keys for Moro to beat Yun Gu.

Bisiji can see that Moro's incredible speed of progress must contain a strong sense of purpose.

On the road of cultivation, only by seeing the road clearly can you run faster.

Bisiji has experienced similar practices, and President Netero has also experienced them—

"Go back and review, and do some special training by the way."

Bisiji took a few steps forward and helped Yun Gu tidy up the exposed shirt.

This may be one of the few actions she can take to express comfort.

Yun Gu nodded heavily.

This competition made him deeply aware of his own shortcomings, and he had an impulse to move forward.

Now he can only look at Moro's back.

But he will catch up.

You must have this confidence, because this is the first step to success.

Bisiji and Yungu walked in the passage one after the other.

Looking at Bisiji's petite back, Yungu thought of what Bisiji had just said.

"Master, what is your relationship with Moro?"

"What kind of answer do you want to hear?"

Bisiji said without turning his head.

Yungu was stunned for a moment.

"Master, what is your relationship with that woman?"

Moro had just applied for the challenge to the host, and was pestered by Kalista to ask about his relationship with Bisiji. Although Mengqi did not participate in it, she always followed Kalista.

It seems that even the matter of "satisfying curiosity" is something she wants to try.

Hua Shi Dou Lang was not so clingy, but he looked over from time to time, obviously curious about the relationship between Moro and Bisiji.

"I said we just met by chance, anyway, we are not very familiar with each other."

Moro was helpless.

The relationship between him and Bisiji was at most a nodding acquaintance.

And this was his third answer.

However, Calista and Menqi did not believe it at all.

There was nothing they could do.

With Bisiji's unscrupulous operation, it was really hard to believe that it was something that could be done by "meeting by chance".

If they wanted to blame someone, they could only blame Bisiji for being too unreliable.

Calista and Menqi saw that Moro was a little impatient, and immediately stopped asking questions with great insight.

Moro finally got some peace and quiet.

All the way back to the room, Moro sat on the sofa and closed his eyes to review the battle just now.

There is an essential difference between a ring duel and a life-and-death fight.

But it can also bring valuable experience.

When facing Yun Gu, the most intuitive feeling was the seemingly watertight mind skills.

Although I was mentally prepared from the beginning, I realized after the actual fight that the mind skills that had been trained countless times, coupled with the strong mind level, were much more difficult to deal with than expected.

To be frank, as long as Yun Gu did not give opportunities easily, it would be difficult to find a breakthrough from Yun Gu most of the time.

The key to Moro's victory in this duel was that Yun Gu's actual combat experience was worse than his.

Another point was that his physical strength was improved.

This was the most critical.

Otherwise, even if he could find a breakthrough opportunity, he would have difficulty in seizing the opportunity.

"Don't be anxious."

Moro slowly opened his eyes.

Although he had intuitively experienced the value of advanced mind skills in fierce battles, the current focus was still on tempering the body.

Only by distinguishing the primary from the secondary can we do things efficiently.

Moro has always been like this.

That night, the staff of the Sky Arena came to Moro in person and brought him the notification time of the competition.

December 7, 2 pm.

If Moro succeeds in the challenge, he can replace him and participate in the opening ceremony of the Fighting Olympics on the second day, December 8, as the host.

On the other side.

The host selected by Moro also received the competition notification from the staff of the Sky Arena.

"Damn it, it's only a few days away, and I was chosen."

After learning about this, the host with a monkey-like figure couldn't help but curse.

It's not that he is afraid of Moro's latecomer, but he is unwilling to take the risk of changes as the Fighting Olympics are approaching.

But the hosts can't refuse the challenge of the climbers. Since they were selected at this juncture, they can only admit that they are unlucky.

But who is unlucky in the end, it still depends on strength.

"Thinker Moro, I will make you regret the decision you made today."

The host named Mai Rui looked cold.

In fact, the reason why Morrow chose Mai Rui was not a subjective choice.

Because Morrow didn't even know Mai Rui.

He just randomly picked a number from the 230th floor and above.

Then he picked Mai Rui, who lived on the 244th floor.

It was a matter of luck.

It was unlucky to say that Mai Rui was unlucky.

But as the saying goes, who was unlucky in the end was determined by strength.

When the match between Morrow and Mai Rui was confirmed, every host who was waiting for the Fighting Olympics, as well as all the players on the 200th floor, focused their attention on this matter.

It is because Moro's "10-win halo" is too dazzling.

Most players may only have the achievement of not losing once in their eyes, but a small number of players such as the host have noticed Moro's profound strength.

The basis for them to confirm this is the match between Moro and Yungu today.

"Did you choose Mai Rui? Haha——"

Some hosts gloated.

"If even Mai Rui was easily defeated, it would explain the problem."

Some hosts vaguely realized that Moro had hidden a hand.

"You can't just look up."

Some hosts prepared for the rainy day and began to be wary of the threat from Moro from bottom to top.

For the hosts of the 230th to 250th floors, the biggest obstacle to the Fighting Olympics is of course the champion of the previous session.

No,

To be more precise, it is the champion who defended the title for two sessions.

Originally, they all set their sights on the figure at the highest point.

However, Moro, who came from behind as a dark horse, inevitably attracted the attention of most of them.

"This year - it will be very intense!"

Some hosts sat quietly in the room for several hours, and when they held their hands together, they trembled with a visible amplitude.

But I don't know whether they were trembling with excitement or nervousness.

Regarding the match between Morrow and Mai Rui, the event manager of the Sky Arena has learned his lesson.

Unlike the rather urgent match with Yungu, the event manager specially reserved a few days for publicity and warm-up this time.

The dark horse climber with ten wins will hit the crucial position of host.

If he wins, it may bring waves to the upcoming Fighting Olympics.

It is too topical.

The event operators of the Sky Arena poured publicity resources into it like crazy.

Because this is not only a warm-up for the competition for the qualification of the Fighting Olympics, but also a warm-up for the upcoming Fighting Olympics.

So when the top said it, the people below were naturally like chicken blood.

Thanks to the vigorous publicity of the Sky Arena, more and more eyes outside the city began to pay attention to the Fighting Olympics in advance.

Among countless people, there is an inconspicuous blond boy Kurapika.

He also came to the Sky Arena.

In fact, after leaving Youkexin in September, he had a deep understanding of "monsters". In order to become stronger, he had long thought about coming to the Sky Arena, the holy place of fighting.

It's just that for the pair of eyes of his compatriots that were auctioned off at the Youkexin auction, he has been trying hard to find a chance to snatch back his compatriots' eyes in the past few months.

But as time passed -

too much useless work made him gradually understand a truth,

without strength, nothing can be done.

So he made a difficult decision to "give up halfway" and set foot in the city where the Sky Arena is located for the first time.

But the most important thing that prompted him to make this decision was The last straw was actually when he saw Moro's figure in the newspaper report that he had paid for the Sky Arena.

Standing on the busy street, Kurapika looked up at the towering tower.

For those who crave power, the Sky Arena Tower is equivalent to a pyramid. The higher you climb, the stronger you become.

"This step is crucial. It will determine how high I can climb, how far I can go, or -"

Kurapika slowly withdrew his gaze from the Sky Arena and walked towards the registration office.

Throw yourself into it, even if you are covered in wounds, you will never waver in your thoughts. .

This is the only way to pass through the thorns.

Whether to fall in the thorns, or to cross the thorns, and reach the seemingly unattainable opportunity with a bruised body -

Kurapika's only thought is to identify the goal and then try his best.

In a sense, Kurapika and Moro are very similar. After waiting in line for more than two hours at the registration office, Kurapika finally completed the registration and immediately entered the venue on the first floor.

He then saw the competitions going on simultaneously on the sixteen rings in the venue.

It was a pure fight between fists and feet. Every punch and kick of the contestants was poured with the will to knock the opponent to the ground.

Violence, barbarity.

Such aura filled every space.

Kurapika felt a chill on his back, and his hands clenched unconsciously, but his sight towards the fierce fight on the ring below did not shift at all.

He had already decided to become one of the barbarians.

With a notification, Kurapika resolutely stepped onto the ring.

His opponent was a muscular man, who had brute force but did not know how to use it.

Kurapika won the fight, but the price was that his cheek was rubbed by the fist. The palate and teeth were not injured, but it was inevitably red and swollen.

"No. 3125, you go to the 20th floor. "

The referee gave Kurapika the ticket to the 20th floor without hesitation.

He could see that Kurapika had a good foundation, but he just met a relatively strong opponent.

But his judging criteria were to draw conclusions based on the process and injuries.

Kurapika's victory was not difficult, but it was not easy, and he was injured.

This is the fundamental reason why the referee gave the 20th floor.

"Thank you!"

Kurapika took the ticket, his eyes shining brightly.

He did not immediately "touch" the world he had identified, but came here to sign up for the competition.

In order to get this pass first, give yourself an identity that can muster up the courage in front of that person.

The referee saw the light in Kurapika's eyes.

Give it low.

The referee thought silently in his heart.

Kurapika didn't know what the referee was thinking, so he left with the bill, went to the twenty-fourth floor to register first, and then went to the lobby on the first floor.

In the wide hall, giant load-bearing columns are in an orderly manner.

On the square load-bearing pillar, various posters were posted.

Just a glance, there is a poster with the most eye-catching number.

Kurapika came to one of the load-bearing pillars and looked up slightly at the poster sticking above.

On the left half of the poster is a photo of Morrow hanging his eyes, as if he was pondering something.

On the right half is a lightning crack as the boundary, and is another man with a thin body as a monkey and a fierce face.

"Moro the Contemplator—."

Kurapika's attention is only on the name on the left half.

He saw information about Morrow in the newspaper, and naturally he knew that the game was today.

But this game is very popular, and with his ability, he can't buy tickets at all.

With a gentle sigh, Kurapika's eyes turned and looked at the TV screen hanging from various places in the hall.

Audiences who want to watch the competition live but cannot buy tickets usually can only gather in the first floor lobby.

Then watch the live broadcast here.

Kurapika finally glanced at the poster on the load-bearing pillar, and then silently walked to a public chair placed next to the wall. After sitting down, he took out a cold bun from his bag to serve as lunch today.

While eating the buns, Kurapika was still staring at the poster not far away.

These performances were seen by a person with a heart.

"Young man, who do you pay more attention to?"

A peaceful voice suddenly came, and Kurapika was slightly shocked, and immediately looked at the person who spoke with a warning expression.

He is a gentle and kind-hearted young man wearing glasses.

Kurapika's eyes flew across the young man's waist, where there was a shirt exposed.

This made Kurapika brow, and she had the urge to stuff the shirt in.

The youth is Yungu.

Kurapika greeted Yungu's waiting for an answer and replied calmly: "Moro."

If Morrow were here, he would definitely have discovered the changes in Kurapika.

It is no longer so sensitive and fragile, but breaks through the dark cage on the spiritual level, ushers in the first real growth, and gradually has the characteristics of calmness and calmness.

"Can you tell me the reason?"

Yun Gu asked peacefully.

Kurapika didn't feel the malice, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Moro has helped me."

"That's how it is."

Yun Gu smiled and took out two tickets.

Originally, there was one for my master, but "I don't have time, I want to read the latest issue of the noble young master magazine. It is said that this time it is very explicit, Hehe 3 (

)”

This is Bisji's original reply.

Yungu looked at Kurapika and whispered: "I have an extra ticket here. If you don't mind, I'll give it-..."

“I can pay for it.”

Kurapika interrupted Yungu's words.

Yungu was slightly comfortable, and then smiled and said, "It's OK."

He sold a ticket to Kurapika at the original price.

And Kurapika happily checked in to enter the venue.

Then,

Morrow once again deepened his understanding of the term "monster".

Two rounds,

In just two rounds, the evil-looking poster named Mai Rui was turned into K0 by Morrow.

Kurapika was in the tide of cheering as if she was about to overturn the ceiling, trying her best to push her eyes wide and look at the figure gradually disappearing into the passage in the distance.

Really powerful.-