The next day, in the ring.

"Great... harm..."

The soldier, who looked to be one size bigger than Hazy, was being pinched by the throat of a thug in a suit with a wounded body.

Zalon's throat rolled, and he struggled to spit out two words.

As soon as Hao's fingers were forced, a large stream of blood suddenly appeared in his mouth.

Most of the people in the audience were shocked and disbelieving when they saw this scene.

It is in stark contrast to those ordinary people who are blushing and thick-necked, constantly roaring, and seeing their blood pumping.

Zaron, defeated.

If Hazy can beat Asimira, they can still try to accept it, but they win Zaron... It was something they didn't expect.

Because since the mercenary Zalong went up to the two hundred floors, he has shown his strong strength and level, and he has no defeats and no points lost.

Zalong... It is the telekinesis of the strengthening system, and in terms of pure aggression and lethality, it is far beyond Asimirus.

The most important thing is that they also heard some information related to Zalon, this man was previously employed by an independent country with a rather chaotic national situation, followed a royal family, and traveled on the battlefield all year round, such a person has been baptized by a lot of wars, whether it is spiritual will or combat quality, it is not comparable to ordinary martial artists.

Because the growth environment is different.

Compared to people like Zalong, other people with mental abilities... More pure.

It's just for the game, that's all.

Hao's left hand, all five fingers twisted and broken, was broken by the latter's punch when he fought with Zalong's fist... At the same time, Hao's body was also covered with blood, and his appearance was miserable. But in the end, it was he... Through calculation and 'surprise', he stood at the end.

Blood covered his entire face, but his eyes were faintly shining, and with a smile, he stared at Zalon: "Although you can't speak, you can raise your hand and admit defeat to the referee." ”

The corners of Zalon's mouth were still grumbling blood.

Hearing his words, Zalong was unmoved... Obviously he was about to die, but his eyes were calm and calm.

To lose is to lose... As a soldier, he... There will be no surrender.

In every battle, he is with the consciousness of death!

"Thank you."

Hazy read his expression and whispered.

Then, the palm of the hand exerted force again, and with a click, Zalon's neck was immediately twisted off, and he was no longer breathing.

Hao didn't dare to let go, because as long as he let go of Zalong, as long as he didn't die, as long as he could still move, the other party would definitely fight back... Until the last second of the battle, and Hao didn't dare to guarantee that he could still catch the opponent's mistakes and have such a chance to suppress him.

The killer is also out of respect for him.

Respect for a warrior.

Zalong became a corpse, and the whole person was relieved, and a sense of powerlessness made him collapse on the stage, panting violently in his chest... Physically and mentally exhausted.

"Winner, hazy!"

In a moment, the host announced the results.

The sound in the stadium became louder and deafening again.

Looking at the spotlights overhead, listening to the cheers of the people... There was a sense of emptiness after extreme pleasure in my heart, and in my mind, I subconsciously thought of what the head of the circus, Moritonio, had said.

"Oops... Enjoy the fight can... But don't be like Hisoka, become sick..."

Aware of the change in his heart, he said.

He enjoys the battle... It's because I learned something from the strong.

It's the same as playing a game, if you meet a high-level player, you can do solo, even if you lose... It will not be lost, and it will naturally have a sense of accomplishment if you win.

And not just a fighting maniac.

Offstage, Yun Gu looked at Bisiji again, he was confused!

His vision has also improved now, and he can see a little bit of cattiness, and the process of fighting Zalong is replayed in his mind... The match ended quickly, less than ten minutes before and after, but the two men punched to the flesh and fought extremely bloody.

From his point of view, there is a clear gap between the physical fitness, including the amount of energy, that Hao is proud of.

This point, it is not difficult to see from the fact that after being close to Zalong, a few simple fist and foot fights left Hazy's limbs injured... As a booster, Zalon's attacks are more efficient than Asimira's.

But Zalong lost... Both of them used their telekinesis abilities, the only difference was that Hao's abilities were not those small soldiers summoned in the last game.

The apprentice looked at himself, and Bi Siji was no longer as fuss as before... She adapted to the performance of the hazy.

"He won on two points, the first... It's the brain. ”

Bisgi said eloquently: "The little bastard knew before the game that he couldn't compete at all if he simply competed in hard power... Therefore, he cannot delay time, because the longer he fights, the more dangerous he becomes..."

"He guessed that as soon as the match started, Zalon would launch a storm of attacks against him... Because he knows where his current shortcomings and shortcomings are... Through the last game, it is very likely that the opponent will not give him time to breathe and adapt... Maybe he's been simulating the process of the two fighting in his brain for the past few days... He will imagine himself as Zalong, so as to arrange a response plan, and in the first few minutes, he will almost completely consume his mental qi for defense, which also shows that he is indeed growing..."

"His city is deep... That's why I won't let you fight him. ”

Bisaki recalls that as soon as they met, he was seen as 'disguised as a girl'.

This kid is no ordinary thief!

On the stage, Hao had already stood up and left with bloody footprints step by step.

"Second, it's his ability."

"His ability in the last game was impressive, but obviously... That's just one of the effects of his abilities, he... And hidden! Zalong has been misled..."

"His abilities are complicated... Relying solely on telekinesis, facing the master of the strengthening system, with his level, even if he defends with all his strength, he can't do it... But he survived, and when Zalong was attacking hard, a golden wall appeared around him, which offset a lot of damage, and in addition, he himself also received some kind of reinforcement and blessing, and at the critical juncture, through his ability, Zalong instantly fell into a state similar to weakness... Thus taking the initiative. ”

"A battle is not only about mind, physical strength, skills, etc., but also about the brain... The difference in information between each other, what he showed, is exactly the point I brought you to the Sky Arena and wanted you to understand... Keep an eye on him, you can learn a lot from him. ”

"In the battle between those who read the ability, there is never a trick, and if you lose, your skills are not as good as others."

When Bisji finished speaking, he pinched his chin with his hand and fell into deep thought.

She's digging into... Hazy telepathy...

……

At night, covered in bandages, I stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of my hotel room and watched the neon night.

If Asimirus's control of the pace of battle taught him a lesson.

Nazaron was simply the strength and strength of his body, which overwhelmed him.

It was also the first time he met a peer who was better than him in these two aspects after he came to the Sky Arena, of course, the old woman Bisiji didn't count.

His daytime reading ability draws rune skills, no matter which type he wins, he has a set of plans to deal with Zalon, rune skills... As a player, he can set his talents and summoner skills in advance.

The talent he ordered was the resoluteness of the green system, with the indestructible grip, bone plating, etc., which were used to strengthen his defense and frankness... Summoner skills, are barriers and weakness.

And Zalon's ability to do so is unknown.

This is also his strength.

"The world is so interesting... Putting aside those plot characters, powerful people abound. ”

Hao smiled slightly and looked at his bandaged left hand, "But in this way, I'm afraid that in a short time... There's no way to fight again... The timid fellows will no longer beat their own thoughts. ”

"Ninety days of mandatory competition, too slow... Even if it is 90 days, for some people, they will definitely admit defeat or abstain directly when they encounter themselves. ”

"So... Still have to lose. ”

"The next game... It's better to rely solely on mental skills to fight, and take the initiative to admit defeat on the premise of ensuring the safety of your life. ”

"Unless there is a real master... I can play it. ”

"As the object of the trial, they are still qualified to improve the skills of the mind..."

Hazy muttered to himself.

He would go to the ring for the next few days, but... is as a spectator.

Staying on the sidelines and watching from the perspective of a third party is sometimes more conducive to understanding the battle situation, and can also absorb or learn some 'knowledge'.

Take a look at how other people respond to different mindfulness abilities.

"Hey."

One day, before the start of the game, Hao found an empty seat to sit down.

On the side are Bisiji and Yungu.

He greeted the old woman warmly.

"Hello, my name is Yungu."

Yun Gu was as gentle and peaceful as ever, and shook hands with Hao with a smile.

"I know you."

Hazy bowed his head slightly.

"Tsk."

It was Bi Siji, seeing him approaching, he gave the back of his head with an unhappy expression, and turned his head away, not wanting to pay attention to him.

"Master..."

Yun Gu was a little embarrassed and hurriedly played the round.

Hazy smiled dumbly.

He hated others before, and it was the first time he was hated.

"I'm looking forward to when you'll come back to me... Aren't you a fan of mine? After sitting down, Hao looked at her, "Oh no, I should say... Is it a girlfriend? Although your real age is older, I don't mind..."

"Ahhhh Bastard! You're a nasty guy! ”

"How dare you say such shameless words to such a pretty, beautiful girl?!!!"

When Bisiji heard the sound, he turned his head and faced Hazy, looking angry, staring at Haze.

"Master..."

Yun Gu felt the strange aura between the two, and was a little at a loss.

"Huh? Am I mistaken? It seems that someone came to my room in the middle of the night and said that he liked me very much... Want to..."

Hazy said.

Behold, Bisiji clenched his fists in annoyance, and there were even signs of releasing thoughts.

The corners of his mouth raised: "Forget it, the game is about to start, let's watch the game first!" ”

After making fun of the old woman, he changed the subject so lightly.

Let Bisiji, who was about to explode, swallow his anger hard.

Seeing this, Yun Gu also wiped the sweat on his head, and finally stopped...

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Hazy, it was the first time he had seen a man up close, and... He stared at the puffed master again.

He knows his master too well...

It's often Bisiji who plays tricks on others, and it's the first time I've seen someone who can handle the master.

"It's a little... It's not simple. ”

Yun Gu pushed his glasses, the lenses reflected the light, and he said secretly in his heart.