"Sorry! Normal University! I can't help it!"

As soon as Killua met with Xiaojie, who also completed the game, he saw Zhixi standing in the corridor, bent down to Yungu and apologizing in shame.

Driven by curiosity, they did not turn around and leave, but hid in the corner and eavesdropped on their conversation.

"No, Zhixi, longing for victory is not a bad thing. But it's too early for you to use that kind of power. The patience now is to be able to climb to higher places in the future. Just like Alan you admire, he must have done countless basic exercises to reach the level today." Yun Gu comforted him gently, touching the disciple's head.

"I understand! I will continue to temper myself until I am qualified to stand on the two hundred floors of the ring." Zhixi clenched his fists tightly, his eyes flashing with a ray of perseverance and unyielding light.

"Very good! Then you should be ready to accept hundreds or even thousands of failures now. Let's go back to the room and start today's practice."

After saying that, Yungu disappeared at the corner of the corridor with his disciples.

After watching the two of them leave completely, Killua then asked his friends around him: "Go, have you heard what they were talking about just now? I am very curious now, what is the so-called "that kind of power"?"

"I'm very curious too! But they seem to mention Alan repeatedly! Maybe we can find the answer here." Xiao Jie responded with a blink of an eye.

"That's right! Do you remember the feeling that Sisso and Allen were emitting during the Hunter exam? I think we are very close to the truth! Let's go to the two hundred floors to register and report, and then buy two tickets for tomorrow's competition."

There is no doubt that Killua is a typical activist who does it at will.

Since Xisuo is still in a state of being unable to use the idea, it has not appeared in the Sky Arena yet, so the two little guys completed the registration without any obstacles and spent a lot of money to buy tickets for tomorrow's morning competition.

With excitement and expectation, they didn't sleep well all night. They hurriedly left the room just at nine o'clock the next day, sat in the stands waiting for the start of the game.

About fifteen minutes later, almost half of the audience had already arrived in advance and began to whisper the story behind today's game.

"Hey! Have you heard of it? Today's game is said to involve the grudge between the posters and Alan player."

"Grievance? What kind of grudge?"

"Idiot! Don't you realize it's strange? The poster will actually reduce his value and take the initiative to apply for a battle with a player of 200 floors!"

"I know! It is said that because Alan's player expressed disdain for several consecutive times, the owner of the poster was greatly damaged. This time, Valenza, the owner of the 224th floor, decided to take action himself in order to teach Alan a lesson."

"Who do you think can win?"

"Nonsense! Of course, it's the poster! After all, they are masters standing above all the fighters!"

"No! My opinion is exactly the opposite of you! Alan has never given his all since he climbed two hundred floors, and with his strength, he could have been the owner of the post, but in the end he gave up inexplicably."

...

Listening to the various speculations and rumors from the people around him, Killua's face suddenly showed a playful expression and said to his friends around him: "Go, do you know? I checked Alan's record last night. Guess what I found?"

"What?" Xiaojie's eyes flashed with curiosity.

"He played a total of twenty-six games in a month on the 200th floor of Sky Arena! Eighteen of them were victories and eight of them failed." Killua gave accurate statistics with his chin.

"Hey? Have you lost even if Alan is so powerful?" Xiaojie opened his mouth wide in surprise.

Killua shook his head with a serious expression: "No! All the eight games he lost were overwhelmingly and suddenly announced that he had given up. In other words, he had not actually lost a single game, but he just didn't want to complete ten wins and advance to the poster, so he deliberately lost the game. And he had not suffered an injury in the entire twenty-six games, and he had not even received any knockout points by his opponent. Do you know what this means?"

"It means that his strength is better than all the fighters here!" Xiaojie came to the conclusion without thinking.

"That's right! Although I don't know why he did this, this behavior has angered the posters. If I guessed correctly, today's game will definitely be very exciting."

Just finished speaking!

Killua suddenly discovered that two familiar figures suddenly came behind him, and it was Zhixi and Yungu, the master and apprentice.

"Qi…Kiua?!"

Zhixi was obviously surprised to see his opponent on the ring yesterday.

"Yo!" Killua hurriedly smiled and waved his hand.

"Hello, my name is Jor R&F, and I am Killua's friend." The familiar little Gon also turned around and greeted him.

Just when the three little guys just got to know each other, Yun Gu suddenly interrupted, "It's starting!"

"start?"

Killua was slightly stunned for a moment and quickly turned his gaze down.

The owner of the 224th floor was seen as Valenza, who had already walked onto the ring and exuded an astonishing momentum all over his body.

He is a strong man with a height of more than two meters and extremely developed muscles.

Especially when wearing four gem rings of different colors on both hands, for some reason, they always give a very dissonant and awkward feeling.

Among them, the middle finger and ring finger of the left hand are rings with white gems and cyan gems, while the right hand also has rings with red gems and brown gems.

In comparison, Alan, who is only 1.7 meters tall and neither strong nor ferocious, looks like a boy next door, with a faint smile on his face, as if he did not take the powerful opponent in front of him at all.

"Hmph! Arrogant little devil, you will pay the price for your despise of the poster today." Valenza took the lead in speaking out a harsh word.

"The price? Is it up to you? Sorry, I don't think that there can be any powerful psychic abilities in places like Sky Arena. Because compared to those real hunters outside, you are like wild beasts kept in zoos, and have long lost their most important ambition and are limited to this small tower." Allen retorted with a disdainful smile.

After more than a month of frequent battles, he finally realized why almost any of the truly powerful people like Jin, President Nitro, Twelve Teams, Phantom Brigade, etc., did not take the owner of Sky Arena seriously and the World Fighting Competition held.

Of course, except for Xisuo, a pervert who is keen on finding "green fruits".

The reason is very simple!

On the one hand, some guys don’t want to expose their abilities in front of too many people. On the other hand, the level of those who recite here is really poor. Most of them rely on baptism and forced awakening in battle. Very few have received systematic training, and the development of their abilities is also a bit messy.

In addition, the venue is firmly limited to a narrow ring, which is far less exciting and challenging than using your life as a bet outside to engage in an unlimited life-and-death battle.

In fact, Allen has already let the Red Dragon swallow enough cocoons. This time, he plans to complete the ten consecutive victories in one go, and then kill one of the posters and leave.

But who would have thought that some poster could not sit still and took the initiative to submit a competition application to him.

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