Chapter 138 The Arrival of Kurapika
Honestly admit the strength of others, and be able to face your own weaknesses calmly.
This is probably the advantage of Yungu.
Bisji shook his head slightly and did not continue to hit Yun Gu.
This kind of thing is too much.
What I just said is enough.
It will not cause Yungu to be deeply hit, but it will also give Yungu the motivation to catch up.
The so-called goal is such an important thing.
is also one of the keys to Moro's ability to defeat Yungu.
Bisgi can see that Moreau'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.
Similar practices have been experienced by Bisji, and President Nitro has also experienced them -
"Go back and review, and give some special training by the way."
Bisji took a few steps forward and helped Yun Gu adjust his exposed shirt.
This may be one of the few actions she can take to express comfort.
Yungu nodded heavily.
This competition made him deeply aware of his own shortcomings, and he felt an urge to move forward in a big way.
Now I can only look at Moreau's back.
But he will catch up.
You must have this kind of confidence, because this is the first step to success.
Bisi Ji and Yun Gu walked in the passage one after the other.
Looking at Bisiji's petite back, Yun Gu thought of the words Bisji just said.
"Master, what is the relationship between you and Moreau?"
"What kind of answer do you want to hear?"
Bisiji said without looking back.
Yungu couldn't help but be stunned.
"Master, what is your relationship with that woman?"
As soon as Moro applied for the competition to challenge the poster, he was pestered by Calista about his relationship with Bisgi. Although Menqi did not participate in it, he always followed Calista.
It seems that she also wants to do something like "satisfying curiosity".
Hashi Doulang is not that pestering, but he casts his gaze from time to time, and is obviously curious about the relationship between Moreau and Bisiki.
「都说了萍水相逢，反正不怎么熟。」
莫罗一阵无奈。
The friendship between him and Bisji was no more than a nod at most.
And this is already his third answer.
However, Calista and Menqi didn’t believe it at all.
There is no other way.
As for Bisiji's unlimited operation, it is indeed difficult for people to believe that it is something that can be done by "accidental encounter".
If you want to blame it, you can only blame Bisiji for being too out of tune.
Calista and Menqi saw that Morrow was a little impatient, and they immediately stopped questioning with great discernment.
Morrow was finally at peace.
All the way back to the room, Moreau sat on the sofa and reviewed the battle just now with his eyes closed.
There is an essential difference between an arena duel and a life and death battle.
But it can also bring valuable experience.
Humbling against Yungu, the most intuitive feeling is the seemingly watertight Nian skills.
Although I was mentally prepared from the beginning, after actually fighting, I realized that the Nian skills that have been practiced countless times, coupled with the strong Nian Qi level, are much more difficult to deal with than expected.
To put it bluntly, as long as Yun Gu does not give opportunities easily, it will be difficult to find a breakthrough from Yun Gu most of the time.
The key to Moro's ability to win this duel is that Yun Gu's actual combat experience is worse than his.
Another point is that his physical strength has improved.
This is the most important thing.
Otherwise, even if he can find a breakthrough opportunity, it will be difficult for him to seize the opportunity.
"Can't be in a hurry."
Morrow slowly opened his eyes.
Although he has intuitively realized the value of advanced mind skills in fierce battles, the current focus is still on tempering the body.
Only by sorting out priorities can we do things efficiently.
Morrow has always been like this.
That evening, Sky Arena staff came to the door in person and informed Moreau of the game time.
December 7, two o'clock in the afternoon.
If Morrow succeeds in the challenge, he can take his place and participate in the opening ceremony of the Fighting Olympics the next day, December 8, as the host.
The other side.
The poster selected by Moro also received the competition notice from the Sky Arena staff.
"Damn it, it's only a few days, but I was chosen."
After learning about this, the monkey-shaped host couldn't help but cursed loudly.
It’s not that he is afraid of Moreau coming from behind, but that he is not willing to take changes and risks as the Fighting Olympics are approaching.
But the posters could not refuse the challenge from the climbers. Since they were selected at this juncture, they could only consider themselves unlucky.
But in the end, who is unlucky still has to be determined by his strength.
"Moro the Meditator, I want you to regret the decision you made today."
The host named Mai Rui looked grim.
In fact, the reason why Moreau chose Mai Rui was not a subjective choice.
Because Moreau didn't even know Mai Rui.
He just randomly selected one of the numbers on the 230th floor.
Then he drew Mai Rui who lives on the 244th floor.
This is a matter of luck.
To say that Mai Rui is unlucky is to be considered unlucky.
But again, who is unlucky in the end depends on his strength.
Once the match between Morrow and Mai Rui was confirmed, every poster waiting for the Fighting Olympics, as well as all the players on the 200th floor, focused on this matter.
It’s all because Morrow’s “Halo of Ten Victories” is too dazzling.
Most players may only see this undefeated achievement, but a small group of players, such as the poster, have noticed Moreau's profound strength.
The basis that really allowed them to confirm this was today's game between Moro and Yun Gu.
"Have you chosen Mai Rui, haha——"
Some posters are gloating about their misfortune.
"If even Mai Rui was defeated easily, that would explain the problem."
Some posters were vaguely aware that Moreau had a hidden agenda.
"You can't just look up."
Some posters have taken precautions and begun to be wary of the bottom-up threat from Moreau.
For the owners of the 230th to 250th floors, the biggest obstacle to the Fighting Olympics is of course the previous champion.
No,
More precisely, the two-time defending champion.
Originally, they all focused on the figure at the top.
However, Moreau, who came from behind as a dark horse, inevitably attracted the attention of most of them.
"This year - it will be very intense!"
Some posters sat quietly in their rooms for several hours, trembling visibly with the naked eye when holding their hands together.
But I don’t know if I am trembling with excitement or nervous.
Regarding the match between Moreau and Mai Rui, the event director of Sky Arena learned the lesson.
Different from the rather urgent match against Yungu, the person in charge of this event specially set aside a few days for publicity and warm-up.
The dark horse climber of Ten Victories is about to attack the crucial position of the host.
If he wins, it may bring waves to the upcoming Fighting Olympics.
It’s too topical.
Sky Arena event operators are pouring promotional resources into it like crazy.
Because this is not only a warm-up for this competition to qualify for the Fighting Olympics, but also a warm-up for the upcoming Fighting Olympics.
Hence, when the superiors spoke, the people below were naturally pumped with blood.
· Thanks to the vigorous publicity of Sky Arena, more and more eyes outside the city began to pay attention to the Fighting Olympics in advance.
Among the countless people, there was an inconspicuous blond boy named Kurapika.
He also came to the Sky Arena.
In fact, after leaving Youkesin in September, he has a deep understanding of "monsters". In order to become stronger, he has long thought of coming to the sky arena, a holy place for fighting.
It's just because of the pair of eyes of his compatriots that were taken away at Youkesin's auction. In the past few months, he has been trying his best to find the opportunity to get the eyes of his compatriots back.
But as time passed -
Too many useless efforts, he gradually understood 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 last straw that prompted him to make this decision was actually when he saw Moreau in the newspaper reports that he spent money on.
Standing on the busy street with people coming and going, Kurapika looked up at the tower-like building that reached into the sky.
For those who are thirsty for 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 retracted his gaze towards the Sky Arena, and instead walked towards the registration office.
Plunge yourself into it, even if you are bruised and bruised, you will never waver in your thoughts.
This is the only way through the thorny ground.
Whether to fall among the thorns, or to go over the thorns, with a bruised body to reach the seemingly unreachable opportunity - Kurapika's only thought is to identify the target and then try his best.
In a sense, Kurapika and Moro were very similar to waiting in line at the registration desk for more than two hours. Kurapika finally completed the registration and immediately entered the venue on the first floor.
He then saw the matches taking place simultaneously on the sixteen arenas in the venue.
It was a pure fight between fists and kicks. Every punch and kick of the players was devoted to knocking their opponents to the ground.
Violence, brutality.
Such aura fills every space.
Kurapika felt a chill rise up his spine, and his hands clenched unconsciously, but his gaze towards the fierce battle below did not shift in any way.
He has decided to become one of the barbarians.
With the sound of an announcement, Kurapika stepped onto the ring resolutely.
His opponent is a muscular man who has brute strength but doesn't know how to use it.
Kurapika won the battle, but the cost was that his cheek was grazed by the punch, and his jawbone and teeth were not damaged, but it was inevitably red and swollen.
"No. 3125, you go to the 20th floor."
The referee did not hesitate to give Kurapika a ticket to go to the 20th floor.
He could see that Kurapika had a good foundation, but he just met a relatively powerful opponent.
But his judgment standard is to draw conclusions based on the process and injury.
Kurapika’s victory was not difficult, but it was not easy either, and he also failed.
This is the fundamental reason why the referee gave 20 layers.
Kurapika took the note, his eyes shining brightly.
Instead of immediately "touching" the world he was looking for, he came to sign up for the competition first.
The purpose is to get this pass first and give yourself an identity that can inspire courage in front of that person.
The referee saw the light in Kurapika's eyes.
It’s too low.
The referee was thinking silently in his heart.
Kurapika didn't know what the referee was thinking, so he took the ticket and left. He first went to the 20th floor to register, and then came to the lobby on the first floor.
In the wide hall, giant load-bearing columns are arranged in an orderly manner.
Huttered with various posters on the square load-bearing pillars.
Just at a glance, there is one poster that stands out the most.
Kurapika came to one of the load-bearing pillars and raised his head slightly to look at the poster posted above.
On the left half of the poster, there is a photo of Moreau with his eyes lowered, seeming to be meditating on something.
The right half is bounded by a lightning crack, and is another man as thin as a monkey with a ferocious face.
Kurapika’s attention was only on the name on the left half.
He saw the information about Moreau in the newspaper, and naturally knew that the game was today.
It's just that this game is extremely popular, and with his ability, he can't buy tickets at all.
With a soft sigh, Kurapika turned his eyes and looked at the TV screens hanging in various places in the hall.
Audiences who want to watch the game live but cannot buy tickets can usually only gather in the lobby on the first floor,
and then watch the live broadcast here.
Kurapika took one last look at the poster on the load-bearing pillar, and then silently walked to a public chair placed against the wall. After sitting down, he took out a cold steamed bun from his bag to serve as today's lunch.
While eating the buns, Kurapika was still looking at the poster not far away.
His performance was noticed by a caring person.
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is a young man wearing glasses and looking gentle and kind.
Kurapika's eyes passed over the young man's waist, where a piece of shirt was exposed.
This made Kurapika frown, and he had the urge to tuck in the shirt.
Young man is Yun Gu.
Kurapika met Yun Gu's eyes that were waiting for an answer, and calmly replied: "Moro."
If Moro were here, he would definitely be able to notice the changes in Kurapika.
No longer so sensitive and fragile, but broke through the dark prison on the spiritual level, ushered in the first real growth, and gradually gained a calm and calm character.
"Can you tell me the reason?"
Yungu asked calmly.
Kurapika did not feel any malice, and hesitated for a moment, then said: "Morrow helped me."
"That's it."
Yungu smiled and took out two tickets.
Originally there was one prepared for my master, but "I don't have time, I want to read the latest issue of your master's magazine. It is said that this time it is very explicit, hehe 3 (
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This was Bisji's original reply.
Yun Gu looked at Kurapika and said softly: "I have an extra ticket here. If you don't mind, I'll give it to you..."
"I can pay for it."
Kurapika interrupted Yun Gu's words.
Yungu felt slightly comfortable, then smiled and said, "That's okay."
He sold Kurapika a ticket at the original price.
And Kurapika happily checked in.
Then,
Morrow once again deepened his understanding of the term "monster".
Two rounds,
In just two rounds, the ferocious-looking host named Mai Rui was K0'd by Moreau neatly.
· Kurapika was in the wave of cheers that seemed to overthrow the ceiling. He tried his best to open his eyes wide and look at the figure in the distance that gradually disappeared into the passage.
It’s really powerful.—