The Sky Arena is a tower-like building with a height of 991 meters.

With a total of 251 floors, it is the fourth tallest building in the world.

As a haven for martial arts fans, the Sky Arena is filled with over 4,000 martial artists who sign up every day.

In addition, more than one billion spectators enter the stadium every year.

It can be said that this is a fighting arena that has attracted the spotlight in the spotlight.

"That's why so many people came to sign up."

At the registration office of the Sky Arena, Menqi looked at the team that could not be seen at a glance, and his face was full of surprise.

It was the first time she had seen such a long line.

In her mind, no matter how famous the food is, I am afraid it will not be able to attract so many people.

Fighting, is it such a charismatic existence?

It can make so many people flock to it......

"The vast majority of people come here for fame and money."

Mo You glanced at the long queue at the registration office and frowned slightly.

With so many people, I really don't know when to line up.

Menqi looked back at Mo You and asked curiously, "Is there any money to fight here?"

"Yes."

Mo You looked at Menqi in surprise and said, "When you got off the spaceship, didn't I give you a booklet dedicated to the Sky Arena? There's an introduction to it, haven't you read it?"

"The booklet...... I don't know where it fell."

Menqi stuck out his tongue in embarrassment.

She is also interested in food, how can she bother to go through the kind of brochure that introduces cumbersome.

Mo You shook his head slightly, took out the booklet he was carrying, and immediately handed it to Menqi.

"Take advantage of this queue, you take a good look at the introduction."

"Okay."

Menqi took the booklet, a little big.

Mo Yu stopped talking, and waited for the team to slowly move forward.

The martial artists who were attracted to the Sky Arena were basically adults, and it was difficult to see such young challengers.

Menqi is only 15 years old this year, and she looks like a young girl who has not yet grown up.

And Moyu's body is even younger, only 13 years old.

The two stood in the queue for registration, which was very conspicuous.

In the team, many applicants cast curious glances at Mo You and Menqi.

More applicants stare at them with contempt.

No matter where you are, there is no shortage of people who are eye-catching.

Menqi was intently reading the booklet, not having time to pay attention to the contemptuous and mocking gaze that looked around.

Moyu ignored the existence of this group of people.

"At this rate, it's estimated that it will take more than two hours."

Looking at the team in the distance, Mo Yu estimated the time slightly.

Anyway, it doesn't matter if you can cultivate while waiting in line.

After more than two hours, it was finally Moyu's turn.

"Welcome to the Sky Arena, please fill in the information here."

At the counter, the beautiful female registrar handed Menqi a registration form.

Menqi took the registration form and filled in the information carefully according to the above form.

"Master, I don't seem to have any experience in martial arts, can I write on it for ten years?"

When filling out the martial arts experience column, Menqi turned back to Moyu for advice.

It's just that she didn't lower her voice when she spoke, so the female registrar at the counter, as well as many people at the back of the line, heard Menqi's words.

They looked at Menqi with different expressions.

"Where did you come from, you have no experience in martial arts, and you still want to fill in ten years?!"

"If only I could meet those two little devils in the primaries, it's just a guaranteed promotion."

"Haha, who wouldn't want to meet this kind of baby?"

"Lao Tzu's luck has always been good, and I will definitely be able to match one of the two of them later!"

"Then you should remember to fill in the entry form with ten years of martial arts experience, haha."

In the team, there are many applicants who talk about Menqi without scruples.

People who are passionate about pursuing martial arts are mostly flamboyant in their actions, so how can they care about the faces of others.

In their opinion, Menqi and Mo You are most likely the kind of pure rookies who can't be more tender, standing in the fighting arena just to ensure that others advance.

At the counter.

The female registrar was surprised, but she maintained a standard and proper smile on her face.

Since Menqi did not consult her, she would not take the initiative to intervene in the topic.

Mo You met Menqi's soliciting gaze and said calmly:

"The preliminary round here should be based on the number of years of combat experience to match the opponent, the stronger the opponent encountered, the higher the number of layers that can be promoted after winning, you just write 20 years."

"Hmm."

When Menqi heard this, he did not hesitate to fill in 20 years of fighting experience.

The speed of filling in the form did not give the female registrar a chance to dissuade her at all.

"Why?"

Menqi didn't care about the female registrar's jaw-dropping reaction, and stuffed the completed registration form into it.

"This ......"

The female registrar took the registration form and confirmed it.

In the martial arts experience column, it is indeed a 20-year number.

Is it reasonable that you, a 15-year-old girl, have filled in 20 years of martial arts experience?

This doesn't make sense!

And outrageous!

"Give me an entry form, thank you."

Mo Yu stepped forward and interrupted the female registrar's thoughts.

The female registrar glanced at Menqi and saw that the other party looked indifferent, so she gave up the idea of meddling and took out a new registration form and handed it to Mo You.

Mo You took the registration form, picked up the pen and filled in the name column with the name of "Yin Ermi".

Originally, he was going to fill in Hisoka's name, but he thought about the last time he brought the water to Hisoka......

In line with the principle of even rain and dew, this time I will not engage in Xisuo.

So Moyu finally decided to adopt the name of Yin Ermi.

After filling in his name, Moyu wrote 30 years of experience in the martial arts experience column.

After counting the interest.

Moyu stuffed the completed registration form into the window.

The female registrar looked at the 30 years of martial arts experience marked on it and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Registration closes.

Moyu and Menqi got the numbers 3080 and 3079 respectively.

This means that there are already 3,000 people in front of them who have signed up, and there are at least 2,000 people in the queue behind them.

At least 5,000 registered participants in a day.

This shows how exaggerated the fighting heat of the Sky Arena is.

After getting the number, Mo Yu led Menqi to the first floor of the Sky Arena.

The first floor of the Sky Arena is the largest in the form of a tower, with 16 rings and more than 100,000 spectator seats around it.

Martial artists who come to register every day have to play their preliminary matches here.

Only by winning a battle can you advance to a higher floor.

At this time.

The 16 rings in the arena are all engaged in fierce battles.

There were many registered contestants waiting to arrange a battle in the surrounding auditorium.

While they wait, they will slowly be ignited by the duel in the ring, and they will start shouting and cheering, injecting some enthusiasm into the slightly deserted audience.

Moyou and Menqi randomly chose a seat in the audience.

"It's so weak, there are a lot of flaws, and it's not offensive at all."

Menqi glanced at the duel in the ring a few times.

Even though she didn't specifically train in martial arts, she could see the level of these competitors in the ring.

Flower fist embroidered legs, full of flaws.

There is no practicality or lethality to speak of.

Mo You glanced at Menqi and did not express an opinion.

In his opinion, the strength of this group of contestants is indeed very weak, but the fighting skills they showed in the duel are actually not as unbearable as Menqi said, on the contrary, they are quite meritorious.

It's just that Menqi has been fighting in the wild for many years, so he naturally feels that the fighting skills of the contestants lack lethality and aggression.

"But it's really not much to see."

Mo You glanced around, but didn't find any contestants worth paying attention to.

With so many people signing up every day, it's normal for the strength to be uneven.

Most people may be tall among ordinary people, but in places like the Sky Arena, they are the most inconspicuous existence.

With the passage of time –

I don't know if I filled in 20 and 30 years of fighting experience, and the organizers have not arranged a fight for Mo You and Menqi for a long time.

More and more contestants came to the first floor in the back, and soon noticed the presence of Moyu and Menqi.

Not only because of their age, but also because of the small disturbance that Menqi made when filling out the registration form.

"Contestants 3142 and 3079 are invited to Ring C."

The voice of the person in charge of the scene was heard over the loudspeaker.

"Hey, it's my number."

Hearing the announcement, Menqi got up from his seat.

Her number is 3079.

Mo You looked at Menqi and reminded, "You don't need to come back to the audience after the fight, just wait for me outside."

"Hmm."

Menqi answered, and then walked along the auditorium passage to the ring.

Her appearance immediately attracted the attention of a large group of people.

In this kind of place, there are very few female contestants.

Not to mention a girl who looks underage.

Menqi, who has these two attributes, is simply a spotlight in this kind of place.

C in the ring.

Contestant No. 3142, who is strong and has a fleshy face, is already waiting in the ring.

"It's all said that Lao Tzu's luck has always been good."

Contestant No. 3142 grinned and looked at Menqi who was walking slowly to the ring, as if he was looking at a little white rabbit.

In the surrounding audience, many contestants cast envious glances at No. 3142.

Some people even shouted for No. 3142 not to show mercy and knock Menqi out of the ring with one punch.

Surrounded by these many eyes, Menqi stepped into the ring.

Contestant No. 3142 looked at Menqi and sneered, "I heard that you have 10 years of combat experience."

「……」

Menqi didn't say a word.

The referee looked at the two contestants and said, "I will judge the level of the contestants based on the victory or defeat of this game, and ask the two of you to show your strength as much as possible within three minutes, so ...... Let's go!"

After the introduction, the referee announced the beginning without any delay.

Contestant No. 3142 rushed forward with a reluctance and rushed straight towards Menqi.

"It's like a bear."

Menqi looked at the No. 3142 contestant who rushed over, and resisted the idea of killing immediately.

For a moment, she almost cooked the other person like a bear.

Contestant No. 3142 naturally didn't know what Menqi was thinking, so he came to Menqi in one fell swoop, waved his palm, and hit Menqi on the cheek.

It seems that he is going to slap Menqi out of the field.

Menqi raised his left hand and easily blocked the slap of contestant No. 3142.

"Huh?"

Contestant No. 3142 was stunned.

Before he could react, he was kicked by Menqi and flew to the audience.

Seeing this bizarre scene, the contestants who were still clamoring for No. 3142 to knock Menqi out of the ring fell silent.

In the ring.

The referee looked at Menqi with some surprise and said, "No. 3079, you go to the 100th floor."

"Oh."

Menqi didn't know whether the 100th floor was high or low, so he took the ticket from the referee that could be exchanged for a bonus on the 100th floor, and immediately waved his hand at Mo You in the audience.

Mo You nodded at Menqi from afar.

Menqi then followed Moyu's instructions and left the arena instead of returning to the audience.

Mo You watched Menqi leave.

The many eyes around him were gradually changing.

"Numbers 3080 and 3772, please come to Ring A."

At this time, the person in charge of the scene quickly arranged the next showdown.

Moyu, who heard his number, got up and went to Ring A.

His opponent was a man of thin stature with a cold look in his eyes.

The referee still announced the start of the duel without any delay.

As the sound fell, the contestant No. 3772 suddenly rushed towards Moyu, but the speed was not slow, and there were obviously two brushes.

In the face of the charge of the No. 3772 contestant, Moyu just dodged his opponent's attack sideways, and at the same time stretched out his leg and tripped his opponent's lower handicap.

Peng's snort.

Contestant No. 3772 flew straight out of the ring and fell heavily to the ground.

「……」

The referee was silent for a moment, and then pronounced the verdict, "No. 3080, you go to the 60th floor."

After speaking, he handed the bill printed out on the spot to Mo You.

Mo Yu took the bill without saying a word, then turned to leave.

in the audience.

Many of the contestants stared blankly at Mo Yu as he left the arena.

They may not be able to remember too many quality contenders, but today they will certainly remember Moyu and Menqi.

Outside the arena on the first floor.

As soon as Mo You came out, he saw Menqi trotting over.

"Master, are you also on the 100th floor?"

"60 floors."

"Huh? How did you get to the 60th floor?"

Menqi looked incredulous.

Mo You smiled, "That group of judges should be judged based on skill, and most of your judges think that your attack and killing skills are very powerful, so they directly let you go to the 100th floor."

"I see."

Menqi suddenly took Mo You's speculation as fact.

Mo You raised the bill in his hand and said, "I'm going to the 60th floor, Menqi, you can go directly to the 100th floor."

"Okay."

Seeing Mo You say this, Meng Qi could only suppress the idea of accompanying Mo You to the 60th floor.

After a while.

Moyu went to the 60th floor alone, first observing his surroundings and then going to the window to redeem his bonus.

At this time.

There were very few people in front of the window.

But after a while, people came over one after another, and they should all be contestants who had just hit this layer.

"Welcome, Mr. Yin Ermi, please show your ticket."

Inside the window, the staff looked at Moyu with a smile.

Not far away.

A silver-haired kid coming from the elevator moved his ears.

"Yin Ermi?!"