Chapter 28 The Meaning of Killing
Competitors who attract much attention in the Sky Arena are often named by the audience.
This stage is a process in which audiences gradually transform into fans.
The birth of the name depends on the characteristics of the players in the ring.
The most common thing Moreau does when he is in a ring is to meditate and review the game on the spot after a failed attempt, thinking about how to immediately find a better way to deal with it, and then guide his opponent to repeat the previous round of confrontation.
If the opponent he encounters shows superb martial arts, his thinking frequency and intervals will increase significantly.
Hence over a few days, the viewers and fans who followed Moreau all recognized the title of "Thinker".
And they discovered a pattern from it.
That is, the longer Morrow meditates in the ring, the higher the level of his opponent.
· During this period, Moreau, who was at the center of the conversation, of course also heard the name of the so-called Meditator, and many fans came to ask for autographs.
The atmosphere of the Sky Arena is roughly the same, with a very strong fan effect.
Because martial arts competitions can be opened on the spot, many spectators who like to place bets on the spot will spontaneously become enthusiastic fans of those winning players.
Morrow didn’t pay much attention to these inevitable phenomena.
The so-called Meditator's name sounds better than Killua's sword and Gon's push-hand in the original work.
It’s just that he doesn’t care about his name, but he won’t ignore the potential threats from the fan base.
Think about it, if a large group of fans suddenly rushed over...
This kind of chaotic scene simply provides the killer with an excellent environment for assassination.
Morrow would not be surprised if a killer suddenly pulled out a handful of pineapples in the crowd.
He came to the Sky Arena, on the one hand, to hone his own strength, and on the other hand, to face the revenge pursuit from Nolan with an upright attitude.
But this does not mean that he will generously give an assassination opportunity such as being surrounded by fans.
It’s the fifth day.
Morrow played ten games and was promoted to level 100 without any pressure.
There are several watersheds in the hierarchy of Sky Arena.
From the 1st floor to the 100th floor, it is the first watershed.
At this level, the overall level of the players is obviously much higher, and their treatment has also been fundamentally improved.
This has also resulted in many players trying to avoid relegation by any means necessary in order to stay above level 100.
Morrow knew this kind of thing, but a few days later, he reached level 160 without encountering any harassment or targeting.
Perhaps it is his indestructible performance in the ring that makes some young people dare not mess around easily.
"A lot has been gained during this period."
After the game on the 180th floor, Moreau returned to the room.
Less than ten days, a total of 18 games.
Morrow encountered all kinds of opponents and learned a lot of offensive and defensive routines from them. More importantly, he expanded his cognitive level and accumulated valuable experience step by step.
It is worth mentioning that...
His observation skills developed in the antique identification industry were subtly applied in battle.
Because I have been paying close attention to observing the opponent's power-generating habits, after playing more than a dozen games, sometimes I can predict the opponent's next move just by seeing some minimal reactions on the body.
Although ten days is not a long time, Morrow can definitely feel his growth.
He is like a sponge or pure white paper. Since he starts from scratch, he can better appreciate the explosive progress in a short period of time.
The next day.
Morrow entered the competition arena heading to the 190th floor.
Having gained something during this period, he has already set his sights on the 200th floor.
So he changed his original plan to slow down...
As long as he wins the two games today, he can be promoted to the 200th floor.
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dedouser Morrow, I am still pressuring you today, don't let me down!」
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The auditorium was packed, and most of them were there for Moreau.
Just one admission ticket has been priced dozens of times by scalpers.
This kind of thing usually only happens in games above 200 floors, which shows how popular Moro is in Sky Arena.
It only took Moreau ten days to achieve this almost fanatical fan effect.
This is why those fighters who pride themselves on their strength flock to this arena.
This is simply the fastest way to become famous.
"Come on, come on - this showdown has attracted much attention before it started."
The clear voice of the commentator spread throughout the venue, somewhat suppressing the noise in the venue.
“Now on the ring is the unbeatable Meditator Morrow, who has never been defeated, and his opponent is the sonic boxer Tagore who is also undefeated and has been making great strides!”
Before the start of the game, the commentator introduced the basic information of both players as usual.
When she mentioned Sonic Boxing Tagore, the audience suddenly burst into cheers.
"Tagore, kill him! You can do it!"
"What a bullshit meditator, Tagore, use your sonic punch to send him to hell, haha!"
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Obviously, in the arena world where strength is valued, this player is also very famous and is supported by many viewers.
Morrow stood on the left side of the ring, looking towards the corridor ahead.
I saw a muscular man with short hair walking out of the corridor and heading towards the ring.
The man's upper body was naked, and his lower body was covered with yellow boxer briefs. His hands were wrapped with layers of white bandages.
Morrow looked at Tagore, and there was a hint of surprise in his calm and steady eyes.
The other party——
He is a person with the ability to read.
Morrow's eyes glanced at Tagore's mental energy, which was very stable. It seems that his basic skills are not weak.
Facing Moreau's appraising gaze, Tagore strode onto the ring with a cold expression.
"Thinker... Hey, those ordinary people don't know the details, so they blindly pursue you, mistakenly thinking that this is a sign of your ability."
Tagore raised his right fist and emphasized the word "ordinary people" in his words. He lowered his tone and said coldly: "But after today, your body will help them understand the truth."
"Corpse?"
Morrow raised his eyebrows, not understanding why the other party was so hostile.
So that for a moment, he almost thought that the other party was someone sent by Nolan.
Looking at Moreau's somewhat inexplicable reaction, Tagore sneered with murderous intent in his eyes: "Don't think too much, this is not a different treatment. I always only do one thing when I go to the ring, and that is to kill my opponent."
"Hmm? Is it necessary to do this?"
Morrow asked calmly.
After hearing these words, Tagore slowly released his thoughts, lingering on his strong body.
"If power is not for killing, it would be meaningless, and the ring can legitimate this behavior."
"..."
Morrow frowned and was silent, then smiled with relief.
Tagore's eyes suddenly became colder when he saw him smiling.
In the audience.
Sky Arena players who had been defeated by Moreau, and even the woman with a long ponytail who lost in the preliminary round, all came to watch the game.
They do not have the ability to advance steadily like Moreau, so they will naturally pay special attention to those players with strong momentum.
So they know Sonic Punch Tagore.
And this guy is exactly the kind of fierce and cruel player they least want to encounter. He doesn’t care about his opponent’s life in the ring at all!
"Come on, kill this bastard!"
As their subordinates were defeated, they cheered for Moreau unabashedly.
Although Morrow's thoughtful reaction in the ring made them feel particularly frustrated when they lost the game.
But they were more willing to meet Moreau than a ferocious player like Tagore.
In a crowded corner of the auditorium.
There was a handsome man. Different from the noise around him, he was paying attention to Moreau in the ring without saying a word.
(End of this chapter)