Strong, inspirational, and never-give-up Hisoka.

Many images came to Moyu's mind.

"Let's win the primaries first, get off to a crushing start, and get 20 floors."

Mo Yu pinched his chin lightly, and he had already written the script.

In the ring.

The strong man with the number 5211 didn't care about the referee's conventions at all, and before the duel began, he was sneering at Sisobenso, and all kinds of trash talk came out of his mouth.

The referee did not react, and he would not be affected by the strong man No. 5211, and made the opening remarks as usual.

For a contestant like No. 5211, the referee has seen a lot, so it's no wonder.

However, Sisobenso's unmoved reaction made the referee nod secretly.

"No. 5380...... It seems to be another potential stock, which is worth looking forward to."

While the referee announced the opening remarks, he thought to himself.

Among the nearly 6,000 contestants today, the ones that impressed him and his colleagues the most were No. 3079 Menqi and No. 3080 "Yin Ermi".

But now this Sisobenso doesn't look bad either.

Judging by years of experience, the referee believes that No. 5380 Sisobenso will have quite good performance.

"So...... Begin."

After announcing the start, the referee quickly stepped back and looked at Sisobenso expectantly.

And yet—

What happened next made the referee's eyes twitch.

I saw that the strong man No. 5211 rushed towards Xisobenso with a hideous face, and after shortening the distance, the whole person flew up and kicked Xisobenso's chest.

The offensive action of opening and closing can be described as full of flaws.

It's just that Sisobenso didn't seem to react, and his sturdy body was even more like an ornament, and he was kicked to the ground by the strong man No. 5211 without making any defensive moves.

Immediately after, the two sides were entangled.

Basically, it was Sisobenso who was being beaten, but the offensive means of the strong man No. 5211 did not have a strong knockdown effect.

「……」

The referee watched the battle in silence.

The time limit for a matchup is three minutes, and the clash in the ring doesn't decide until the last second.

The winner was the battered Sisobenso, who managed to land a last-minute punch on the chin of the number 5122 to secure a hard-fought victory.

"5380, you go to the 20th floor."

The referee had mixed feelings at this time.

Sisobenso took the ticket from the referee without saying a word, turned around and limped out of the ring, walking towards the exit.

The referee watched Sisobenso leave.

Despite his misjudgment, he once again saw the brutality of martial arts in Sisobenso.

"I sincerely hope you can go further."

The referee shook his head slightly.

He could see that with the ability of Issey Sobenso, he must not be able to go far.

But that tenacious will moved him.

"You can match two games a day, so strike while the iron is hot."

Outside, in the corner of the lobby, Moyo leaned against the wall, squinting at Sisobenso limping out of the ring.

In the lobby, in addition to Moyu, there are many contestants and spectators.

They soon noticed Sisobenso, who was covered in wounds.

"It's a tragic ......!"

"That's the gold content of the Sky Arena."

Everyone looked at Sisobenso with different expressions and walked to the elevator.

Being able to access the upper deck means that Sisobenso has won the primary.

But the conspicuous injury also illustrates the severity of Sisobenso's victory.

Surrounded by many eyes, Sisobenso stepped into the elevator.

Ten minutes later.

Sisobenso was successfully promoted to the thirtieth floor.

"Two games a day, if you win them all, it only takes 10 days to reach 200 floors."

Mo You thought in his heart, "10 days is still too fast, let's take it slowly."

He himself could hit two hundred floors in ten days, but Sisobenso didn't need to hurry.

Leaving the Sky Arena, Moyu sent Hisobenso to a no-man's corner, then revoked his abilities and returned to the room where Menqi was.

As soon as he entered the door, he smelled a fragrance, but it was Menqi who prepared food for him, which can be described as intimate.

"Master, from here on, can I only go up 10 floors for every game I win?"

After eating, Menqi rummaged through the brochure of the Sky Arena.

"Well, if you win one game, you will go up 10 floors, and if you lose one game, you will go down 10 floors."

"Then I'll stop fighting for now, and wait until you reach the 100th floor, Master, and then we'll be together!"

"It's okay, you can concentrate on your cultivation in your room these days."

"Well, Master, are you still fighting today?"

"Tomorrow."

Moyo isn't ready to play today, and from tomorrow onwards, he'll be playing two straight fights every day.

Following.

Moyo heads to the 60th floor lounge.

Menqi followed.

Before going out, Mo You wanted to let Menqi stay in his room and continue his practice.

However, Menqi insisted on watching his game.

In desperation, Mo You could only agree to Menqi's request.

Five minutes later.

Moyu and Menqi make their way to the contestants' lounge on the 60th floor.

There are already nearly 100 contestants waiting to play.

As soon as Mo You and Menqi arrived in the lounge, most of the contestants present looked over.

"Two more imps......

A man with a scar sneered.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at a chair in the lounge, where sat a silver-haired boy who looked to be only six or seven years old.

The silver-haired boy was just hit the 60th floor yesterday with Killua.

Moyu glanced around the lounge and quickly noticed Killua sitting in the corner.

"It's so small."

Menqi also saw Killua and couldn't hide his surprise.

Even though the entry requirements for the Sky Arena are relaxed, participants who are nearly 6 years old are still extremely rare.

And this group of contestants in the lounge is very unkind to Killua.

The reason is that they feel that it is a shame to be on the same floor with a child who is almost 6 years old.

chair.

Killua yawned in boredom.

Of course, he also saw Mo Yu who had just entered the lounge, but he didn't pay much attention.

"It's slow."

Killua grumbled under his breath.

As soon as the words fell, a loudspeaker sounded in the lounge.

"Mr. Killua and Mr. Yin Ermi, please come to the 66th floor of the ring."

The voice repeated the notification three times before it stopped.

Hearing that he and "Yin Ermi" were lined up, Killua looked at Mo You in surprise.

saw that the other party had walked out of the lounge with the accompanying girl.

"No matter what your name is, I can't afford to lose this duel."

Killua got up, met the unkind gaze from around him, and walked straight to the open door.

The 60th floor bonus that he finally got yesterday was used by him to buy brand-name candy, and he didn't have a penny on him.

If you lose this game......

He will be relegated to the 50th floor, and even if he wins the next game, he will only be able to rise to the 60th floor at most, and he will not be able to receive the prize money from the 70th floor.

That's the key!

If he loses, he won't have money to eat today!