How much are you looking forward to this reunion......

At this moment, the aura that lingers on Sisuka's body is frantically venting and agitating.

In this way, the excitement and anticipation can be clearly "expressed".

Even if it is regarded as a "ripe apple" by Moyu, it doesn't hurt.

As long as he can fight Moyu here, Hisoka doesn't care about such a trivial matter at all.

Just like he is willing to bear the name of "tumbler" and be active in the Sky Arena, isn't it also for the slightest possibility?

Then Moyo finally appeared.

For Hisoka, nothing else mattered at the moment.

"Is it okay here?"

Hisoka's right hand rested on his lower back, a playing card between his fingers, and the desire to fight was evident in his eyes.

He couldn't wait.

It just so happened that the duel just now allowed him to complete the warm-up, which was just right.

Menqi felt the aura full of extreme emotions that was vented from Hisoka's body, and his heart throbbed.

This must be a pervert!

Suddenly, Menqi had an intuitive understanding of Hisoka.

She quickly mobilized her mental power, and looked at Hisoka with a wary gaze.

However, Hisoka was the only one in his eyes, and he didn't look at her much from beginning to end.

Mo Yu did not respond to Hisoka's fighting spirit, but said calmly:

"I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, wait for me in the ring, I want to fight, I'm the same as you."

"Ah~ I'm so glad to hear you say that?"

Hisona's right hand, hidden in his lower back, slowly reached in front of him, flipped his palm upward, and the playing card between his fingers pointed at Moyu, his long narrow eyes glowing dangerously.

"But I can't wait?"

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid you won't be able to enjoy it here, and I'm ...... It's the same."

Moyu doesn't have to fight Hisoka in the ring, either.

It's just that if there is a fight here, don't blame him for compressing the "time limit of the battle".

He will try to make Hisoka lose the power to resist in the shortest possible time.

"Huh......?"

Sisoka looked at Mo Yu intently, his expression and even his aura converged in silence.

At this moment, he really couldn't suppress the mood of this "reunion".

But his intuition told him—

If you really start fighting here, you won't be able to enjoy it as Mo You said, and you won't be able to experience the kind of pleasure that can only be generated in battle.

Do you want to keep waiting?

Although he is not the type to save the most delicious main course for the last to savor, he also has the patience to wait for the fruit to ripen.

Is it in a hurry, or is it patient waiting for the best moment?

For a brief time, Hisoka chose the latter.

"Okay?"

Hisoka obeyed his instincts and put away his playing cards with some regret.

In order to better enjoy the fight with Moyu, he is willing to wait a little longer.

Moreover, he had already confirmed the "feeling" that Moyu expressed.

There is no doubt that -

Since that "first meeting", the man in front of him, like him, has been looking forward to the "this time" reunion.

"That's it?"

Hisoka simply turned around, only to toss a big ghost playing card at Moyu before he could turn around. ….

The playing cards wrapped with condensed mental power were quite powerful, but they were caught by Mo You as if they were understated.

With a hasty glance before turning around, Hisoka noticed that Moyu didn't use "Ning" when he caught the playing cards, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

This kind of "trust" really made his heart surge.

Moyu watched Hisoka leave, then casually threw the playing cards into the trash can not far away.

He knew what kind of one Hisoka was

Individual.

In order to conclude a "head-to-head" agreement, Hisoka is a person who will back down on many things, and is even willing to meet his opponent's demands before going head-to-head.

It's all about what Hisoka thinks of as "that moment."

Menqi looked at Hisoka's distant back, his brows furrowed.

She didn't know Hisoka as well as Moyu, and she simply felt that Hisoka was a dangerous person.

"Master......

"Don't worry, my intersection with him is limited to fighting, and I won't lose."

Mo You seemed to be able to guess what Menqi wanted to say, so he spoke first.

"Hmm."

Menqi nodded silently.

But his eyes were still glancing in the direction where Hisoka had left.

Compared to the few telepathic people she had encountered in the ruins, the Hisoka she had come into contact with today had given her a more dangerous sense.

"Let's go, go sign up."

Moyu's voice pulled Menqi's thoughts back to reality.

Then, the two went to line up again.

Even though it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon, there were still a lot of people queuing up to sign up.

Mo You and Menqi waited in line for more than an hour to complete the registration.

In order to be able to ascend to the 200th floor as soon as possible, Moyu continued the name of "Yi'er Mi" in the second registration.

The same is true for Menqi.

After completing the registration, Mo You and Menqi went straight to the preliminary competition venue on the first floor.

As the evening approached, many of the rings in the venue were still at high capacity, and there were many contestants waiting to be matched in the audience.

This is the Sky Arena, a martial artist's paradise.

After waiting in the audience for about half an hour, Mo You and Menqi were assigned to the ring one after another.

As soon as Mo You arrived in the ring, the referee in charge of this preliminary round was looking at him with a look of surprise on his face.

According to the information query of the machine in hand, the referee already knew that Moyou was the one who broke through to the 200th floor more than a year ago and won the "Ten Wins" neatly.

At that time, countless Sky Arena viewers were looking forward to which landlord Mo You would challenge.

As a result, Moyu's disappearance came for some reason.

I didn't expect to see the return of "Yier Fan" in the preliminary arena after more than a year.

The referee's heart was surging, and he pretended to be calm and announced the start of the preliminary round.

As soon as his voice fell, Mo Yu instantly knocked the opponent of the preliminary round out of the field.

「……」

The referee stiffened his neck and looked at the unlucky guy who had been beaten off the field by Moyo, who was clearly in a deep coma.

It was expected, but the end of the game was too fast.

Moyo looked at the referee and waited for the verdict to be announced.

Noticing Mo You's gaze, the referee came back to his senses, and hurriedly used the machine in his hand to punch out the ticket and directly sent Mo You to the two hundred floors.

That's right.

According to past competition records, only one preliminary match can directly advance to the 200th floor. ….

Mo Yu took the ticket, nodded to the referee, and turned to leave.

in the audience.

A young man with short white ear-length hair and handsome facial features looked at Mo Yuna's back as he walked towards the passage, and his onyx-green eyes could not hide the look of shock.

The young man's name is Kaseki Douro, and he is a preliminary contestant who has just signed up for the Sky Arena.

While waiting for a match, he stumbled upon the battle in the ring where Moyu was.

And then—

He didn't even see Mo You's figure clearly, but he saw Mo You's opponent inexplicably fly out of the ring and fall heavily to the ground.

Because the unlucky man was sent to a stretcher instead of being covered with a white cloth, it can be deduced that the unlucky man was simply in a coma.

This is also what Hua Shi Doulang is most shocked.

In his opinion, Moyu's kind of offensive that is difficult to see even with the naked eye requires extremely strong speed support, so

When attacking, you can easily kill an opponent who can't react.

But Mo Yu "deliberately" controlled his strength in that situation, and in the end he just made his opponent unconscious.

Hua Shi Doulang, who realized this, was suddenly shocked in his heart.

"Good, strong...... Sure enough, there are people outside the people."

Hua Shi Doulang slowly lowered his head and looked at his uncontrollable and slightly trembling hands.

I don't know if it's because I'm in awe of the power of others, or if I'm excited to see the door to a new world that is open.

The other side.

Menqi easily defeated his opponent, and was also directly sent to the two hundred floors by the referee

Mo You and Menqi left the venue of the preliminary round and went straight to the service window on the 200th floor, redeemed the prize money, and registered for the next competition by the way.

After that, the two did not go to the single room arranged by the Sky Arena, but stayed directly in the hotel outside.

Returning to the Sky Arena this time, at least a few hundred million rings can be credited to the account, and naturally they can spend money lavishly.

In terms of food, Menqi didn't even care about expenses, and with the convenience brought by the hunter's license, he spent a lot of money to order a lot of rare ingredients in the "Lin Nie Ingredient Market".

Even if she spends all the money in her account to order ingredients, Mo You will contribute her own account.

Because in this aspect of eating, Mo You and Menqi are never ambiguous.

This is probably one of the few rigid needs they need in their daily lives.

Night.

Moyo's registration was responded to and he was scheduled to play at 3 p.m. the next day.

At the same time, because of Moyu's return, the Sky Arena did not hesitate to start the warm-up of the event.

Under the theme of "The Return of That Man", advertisements were placed in the halls of the Sky Arena and even on the city's hotline channels to warm up for the next day's 3 p.m. match.

In less than an hour, the Sky Arena crowd knew about Moyo's return.

"Ilfan is back?! Oh my God, I thought he had an accident......

"Me too, after the sudden disappearance of Ilmi, even if I just saw a report on the streets of some unknown people in the city on the electric road, I would subconsciously think that it might be Ilmi."

"It turns out that Ilmi is not dead, he is still alive! And it's back!! ….

"Wait, who are you talking about?"

"Hey, you'll know who he is when tomorrow's game starts!"

「？？？」

All of a sudden, all over the city was talking about the return of the "Ilmi".

And the people who care about this matter the most are none other than the group of Sky Arena owners who are sitting firmly in Diaoyutai.

They are all the best among the thousands of contestants, and finally reign at the top of the Sky Arena under the name of "House Owner".

It's just that in order to keep this status, they have to deal with a challenge from the "Ten Winners" at any time.

If they are unfortunately defeated, then they will lose their hard-won position as landlords.

It can be said that -

To become a landlord, it is difficult.

It is even more difficult to defend the position of the landlord.

And the return of "Yi'er Mi" directly attracted the attention of this group of landlords.

They have been in the Sky Arena for many years to have their current status, and they naturally know that Mo You, who was known as the strongest dark horse more than a year ago.

At the beginning, after Moyu won ten victories, the landlords were ready to fight.

At that time, they actually didn't want to be selected by Moyou.

Now, too.

Following.

On the eve of the game.

Moyu stood alone in the weapons room.

Around, there are shelves full of all kinds of weapons, and even on the walls, there are also all kinds of cold weapons.

After reaching the 200th floor, the contestants can use their weapons freely.

Mo You glanced at the dazzling array of weapons in the weapons room, and soon,

His gaze rested on a long knife with a sheath.

He walked over and picked up the long knife from the shelf.

Qiang –

Draw the knife out of the sheath, and immediately look at the long knife, and put it back on the shelf.

"It feels pretty much the same."

Mo You stared at the scabbard, his thoughts moved slightly, and a cloud of mental power floated in his palm, which turned into a black knife in the blink of an eye.

Then, he tried to put the black knife into the *** scabbard, although it couldn't fit tightly, but it was generally fine.

"Barely suitable."

Mo Yu drew the knife back and forth, and tried four or five times before stopping.

I came to the weapons room to find a roughly suitable scabbard in order to hide the information that the black knife was an embodied item.

This may not be effective, but it is always a preparation.

Holding the scabbard-attached black knife in his left hand, Moyu glanced at the clock on the wall, where there were still a few minutes before his match began.

"Hisoka will definitely come to see my game."

Mo You smiled slightly and walked towards the door.

From today's bout, he will keep the sheath black knife on his body until he wins 10 wins.

Presumably, by then, some misconceptions should be created.

A moment later.

Moyu walked through the passage and made his way to the venue.

With his appearance, the audience suddenly erupted in cheers.

But it's still nowhere near as good as Hisoka's game yesterday.

Greeted by cheers from all directions, Moyu came to the ring.

His opponent this time turned out to be a person with a sword.

If I'm not mistaken, it's called Alva.

Mo Yu glanced at the other party, thinking back to the game notification information at that time.

Alva was also looking at Moyu, his eyes swept over the knife in Moyu's left hand, and his mood was gloomy. ….

in the audience.

Hisoka looked at the knife in Moyu's hand with interest.

During this time of time that he didn't know, was Moyu's "growth" on this knife?

Hisoka thought to himself.

In the ring.

As the dust settles on the host's introduction, the game is about to begin.

Countless eyes from the audience immediately gathered in the ring.

"Let's go!"

The referee waved his hand and quickly stepped back, his eyes fixed on the two contestants.

Moyo looked at Alva and attacked first.

He kicked his feet, but he rushed straight to Alva.

The first game to the two hundredth floor......

Or rather, every game before he wins 10 wins, he will try to finish at the speed of light.

Moyu rushed in front of Alva in the blink of an eye.

Alva's pupils shrank, and he followed his own reaction, and decisively swung his knife at Moyu who came in front of him.

Phew-

Moyu stomped on his feet, dodging the attack while spun around and appeared behind Alva.

"All Done"

Mo You's eyes drooped, his right hand clinging to the hilt of the knife, and the pure killing intent from the depths of his consciousness instantly erupted, bombarding the back of Alva's neck.

Alva lost the opportunity and didn't have time to defend, so he felt a linear chill across his neck in a moment of astonishment.

"It's over......

After experiencing a lot of battles, he intuitively had the cognition of "being cut off by a knife" at this moment.

And then—

In addition to his mental turmoil, his eyes went dark, and he simply lost consciousness and fell heavily in the ring.

The entire venue was quiet at this moment.

Because—

They saw that Moyu was only clinging his right hand to the hilt of the knife, and the knife was not coming out the whole time, but Alva suddenly lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

Almost all the audience was affected by this

The strange scene was so shocking that I couldn't speak.

After counting the interest.

The host's unconcealable shock resounded throughout the audience.

"What, the Ilfan player who went around behind Alva didn't attack yet, but Alva fell inexplicably!!

"What the hell is going on!!

In the entire venue, only the host's voice echoed.

No one knew what was going on, so they could only look at Moyou in the ring.

Even the referee who watched the game up close was not sure what was going on.

Because he really didn't see Moyu make a move, and he didn't hear the sound of the long knife coming out of the sheath, and Alva didn't have any injuries on his body.

When the referee was shocked by the confusion, he hurriedly stepped forward to check Alva's situation, thus confirming that Alva had lost consciousness.

He stood up and announced the result of Moyo's victory.

Suddenly

The audience was in an uproar!

What's going on?.

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