Waiting for the war zone room.

Alves pushed away, glanced at it, found an empty seat and sat down, quietly waiting for the next game.

It didn't take long for the door of the waiting area to be pushed open again.

At the same moment, Alves felt a gaze, and then looked up.

At this time, the young man who had just been frightened by Alves was shocked again when he saw Alves' eyes on him.

"Can't see me, can't see me......"

The young man who killed Matt thought to himself, anyway, he was afraid of Alves from the bottom of his heart.

After Alves glanced at the young man Matt, he quickly withdrew his gaze, not paying much attention to him.

About half an hour later, Alves heard his name on the radio.

"Please Alves, Zimbab, go to the A ring to prepare for the match."

The radio rang twice, and Alves stood up as soon as he heard his name, and walked outside.

Waiting for the crowd in the war zone.

A middle-aged man in a martial arts uniform looked at the back of Alves leaving, and then slowly stood up.

He is Alves' opponent in this match, the martial artist - Zimbab.

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The 50th floor of the Sky Arena, the fighting platform in Area A.

Alves and Zimbab were already standing on the fighting platform, neither of them spoke, but they were both secretly looking at each other.

Compared to the vigilance in Zimbab's eyes, Alves was very calm.

Soon, the announcer introduced the two sides of the upcoming game, and the audience at the scene also placed bets.

After the announcer announced that the betting was over, the referee glanced at the two of them and raised his right hand at the same time to make a gesture.

"The fight is based on a point knockout system and the time limit is three minutes."

"Please prepare for ......"

Zimbab made a fighting gesture, but Alves remained unmoved.

"Competition...... Begin. ”

The referee saw that Alves did not move, and he did not delay, and immediately announced the start of the game after Zimbab was ready.

"Drink~~"

Zimbabb let out a loud cry in his heart, stepped his feet, and pounced on Alves.

"It's too slow."

Alves could see at a glance that the gap between Zimbab and himself was not at all a level.

At the moment when Zibab approached him and threw a heavy punch, Alves just flashed sideways, and then pushed a palm towards Zibab's abdomen.

Bang!

Although Alves had collected a lot of strength, Zibab was still pushed out of the ring and passed out directly.

“Critical Hit Down。”

"Alves scored two points with a very good attack and an additional one point for knockouts, for a total of three points."

After seeing Zimbab's situation, the referee immediately announced Alves' battle score and ran towards Zimbab.

The way of playing in the Sky Arena is the point knockout system, which is also known as the P&KO system.

Whoever gets ten points first.

Or after the game time is over, whoever has the highest score will win in a T.K.O way.

Or maybe the K.O opponent wins.

There are three ways to earn battle points in a match.

Excellent attack: Clean Hit.

Earn 1 point.

Very good attack: Critical Hit.

Earn 2 points.

Knock out an opponent: Down.

Earn 1 point.

In general, knockouts are not scored separately, but are stacked with the first two rules and are considered additional points.

In other words, if you knock out an opponent, you can usually get 2 or 3 points.

When the score accumulates to 10 points, the participant can win according to the points rule, which is also known as T.K.O.

Alves' attack just now was to dodge the opponent's attack and then counterattack.

That's a very good attack: Critical Hit.

And with that knocking out of his opponent, it adds up: Critical Hit Down.

A total of 3 points can be awarded.

Zibab was already in a coma, and the audience was not blind and could not see, they were already cheering for Alves.

After the referee counted down the seconds according to the rules, he quickly returned to the ring and declared Alves the winner.

After getting the proof again, Alves turned and walked off the ring to the cheers of the crowd.

According to the promotion/relegation rules of the Sky Arena, the victorious Alves will next report to the 60th floor, while the defeated Zimbab will be relegated to the 40th floor.

"It's nine o'clock in the morning, and if we're lucky, we should have one game scheduled in a while and two more in the afternoon."

Alves in the elevator sighed secretly in his heart, he wanted to hit the 100th floor in a day, and there seemed to be little hope.

After completing the 60th floor report, Alves received more than 50,000 rings in prize money, if he is promoted to 100 floors, the tournament prize will be more than 1 million, and the competition prize above 150 floors will soar to more than 10 million.

Morning, 11:30 a.m.

Alves' match on the 60th floor began.

The moment he stepped onto the platform, Alves was slightly surprised.

"It's him!"

Alves' opponent in this match was the same young man he met on the 50th floor.

"Referee, I admit defeat in this game."

Before the game started, when the young man saw Alves, he immediately told the referee that he wanted to admit defeat.

"Uh......"

"Hiyoshino, are you sure you are abstaining?"

If a player wants to abandon the game, the referee will naturally confirm it.

"I'm sure."

After the young man who killed Matt finished speaking, he hurriedly left the fighting platform, and after being frightened by Alves's evil thoughts, he did not have the courage to fight Alves at all.

Before stepping onto the ring, Alves didn't expect that this match would be like this.

It just so happened that it saved him from doing it.

Although it is something that can be solved with one punch, in the absence of a conflict of interest, Alves does not want to be a villain.

Of course......

He doesn't consider himself a good guy either.

After the referee got the proof of the match, Alves stepped off the ring.

"It's almost noon, let's go eat after registering!"

After coming to the 70th floor to register, Alves walked in the direction of the restaurant, according to the amount of food he ate, the prize money he got today would be enough for him to eat for three or four days at most.

At this moment, Alves was suddenly stunned, because he saw a purple-haired girl walking towards him.

"Phantom Brigade, Makki ......"

At this time, March also noticed Alves, and although she was quiet on the surface, her unusual intuition kept reminding her......

"This person, know me?"

Meeting March's gaze, Alves passed her, knowing very well that he was ...... at this time

It must not be messed up.