Chapter 185 Newly Arrived

The Sky Arena is a tower-shaped building with a height of 991 meters.

The whole building has 251 floors and is the fourth tallest building in the world.

As a paradise for fighting fans, the Sky Arena has more than 4,000 fighters registering every day.

And more than one billion spectators come to watch the fights every year.

It can be said that this is a fighting arena that attracts much attention under the spotlight.

"That's why so many people come to register."

At the registration office of the Sky Arena, Meng Qi looked at the endless queue with surprise on her face.

This is the first time she has seen such a long queue.

In her cognition, no matter how famous the food is, it is probably impossible to attract so many people.

Is fighting such a charming existence?

It can attract so many people...

"Most of the people who come here are for fame and money."

Moyou looked at the long queue at the registration office and frowned slightly.

With so many people, I really don't know when the queue will end.

Meng Qi looked back at Mo Yu and asked curiously, "Do you get paid for fighting here?"

"Yes."

Mo Yu looked at Meng Qi with a little surprise and said, "When you got off the spaceship, didn't I give you a booklet specifically introducing the Sky Arena? There is a relevant introduction on it, didn't you read it?"

"That booklet... I don't know where it fell."

Men Qi stuck out her tongue embarrassedly.

She was just interested in food, so she didn't have the heart to flip through that kind of tedious booklet.

Mo Yu shook his head slightly, took out the booklet he brought with him, and handed it to Meng Qi.

"While you are queuing now, take a good look at the relevant introduction."

"Okay."

Men Qi took the booklet and felt a little overwhelmed.

Mo Yu stopped talking and waited for the team to move forward slowly.

The fighters attracted by the Sky Arena are basically adults, and it is rare to see young challengers.

Men Qi is only 15 years old this year, and looks like a young girl who has not grown up yet.

And Mo Yu's body is even younger, only 13 years old.

The two of them stood in the registration line, which was very conspicuous.

In the line, many applicants cast curious eyes at Moyou and Menqi.

More applicants stared at them with contempt.

No matter where you are, there are always short-sighted people.

Menqi was concentrating on reading the booklet and had no time to pay attention to the contemptuous and mocking eyes from all around.

Moyou ignored the existence of this group of people.

"At this speed, it will take more than two hours."

Looking at the queue in the distance, Moyou roughly estimated the time.

Anyway, you can practice while waiting in line, so it doesn't matter.

After more than two hours, it was finally Moyou and his turn.

"Welcome to the Sky Arena, please fill in the information here."

At the counter, the beautiful female registrar handed Menqi a registration form.

Menqi took the registration form and filled in the information carefully according to the form above.

"Master, I don't seem to have any fighting experience. Can I just write ten years on it?"

When filling in the fighting experience column, Meng Qi turned around to ask Mo Yu for his opinion.

But she didn't lower her voice when she spoke, so the female registrar at the counter and many people at the back of the team heard what Meng Qi said.

They looked at Meng Qi with different expressions.

"Where did you come from, silly girl, you have no fighting experience at all, and you're still thinking of filling in ten years?!"

"It would be great if I could meet those two little brats in the preliminary round, it would be a guaranteed promotion."

"Haha, who doesn't want to meet such a treasure?"

"My luck has always been good, I will definitely match one of them later!"

"Then you must remember to fill in ten years of fighting experience on the registration form, haha."

In the team, many applicants talked about Meng Qi without any scruples.

People who are keen on pursuing fighting are often flamboyant in their actions, so how can they care about the face of others.

In their opinion, Menqi and Moyou were probably pure rookies who were so young that they couldn't be any younger. They stood on the fighting field just to help others advance.

At the counter.

The female registrar was surprised, but she maintained a standard and decent smile on her face.

Since Menqi didn't ask her, she wouldn't take the initiative to intervene in the topic.

Moyou met Menqi's inquiring eyes and said calmly:

"The preliminary rounds here should match opponents according to the number of years of fighting experience. The stronger the opponent, the higher the level you can be promoted after winning. Just write 20 years."

"Yes."

Hearing this, Menqi filled in 20 years of fighting experience without hesitation.

The speed of filling in was so fast that the female registrar didn't have the opportunity to dissuade him.

"Yes."

Menqi didn't care about the dumbfounded reaction of the female registrar and stuffed the completed registration form in.

"This..."

The female registrar took the registration form and confirmed it.

In the fighting experience column, it was indeed 20 years.

You are a 15-year-old girl, but you have 20 years of fighting experience. Is this reasonable?

This is unreasonable!

And outrageous!

"Give me a registration form, thank you."

Moyou stepped forward and interrupted the female registrar's thoughts.

The female registrar glanced at Menqi, and when she saw the other person's indifferent expression, she gave up the idea of ​​meddling in other people's business and took out a new registration form and handed it to Moyu.

Moyu took the registration form, picked up a pen and filled in the name "Ilmi" in the name column.

Originally he planned to fill in Hisoka's name, but he thought of the last time he caused trouble to Hisoka...

In line with the principle of equal exposure to rain and dew, we will not engage in Hisoka this time.

So Moyo finally decided to adopt Ilmi's name.

After filling in his name, Moyu wrote down 30 years of experience in the fighting experience column.

After counting the interest.

Moyu stuffed the completed registration form into the window.

The female registrar looked at the 30 years of fighting experience marked on it and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

After registration ends.

Moyou and Menqi got the numbers 3080 and 3079 respectively.

This means that there are over 3,000 people in front of them who have completed registration, and there are at least 2,000 more people in the queue behind them.

At the end of the day, there were at least 5,000 registered contestants.

This shows how exaggerated the popularity of fighting in the Sky Arena is.

After getting the number, Moyu led Menqi to the first floor of the Sky Arena.

As a tower-shaped building, the first floor of the Sky Arena has the largest floor area. The fighting arena here has 16 arenas, surrounded by auditoriums that can accommodate more than 100,000 people at the same time.

The fighters who come to register every day have to compete in the preliminary round here.

Only by winning a battle can you be promoted to a higher floor.

at this time.

Fierce duels are taking place on the 16 stages in the fighting arena.

There are many registered contestants waiting to be arranged to fight in the surrounding auditorium.

While they are waiting, their passion will slowly be ignited by the duel in the ring, and they will start shouting and cheering, injecting some enthusiasm into the slightly deserted auditorium.

Moyou and Menqi randomly chose a seat in the auditorium.

"It's so weak, has so many flaws, and has no offensive character at all."

Menqi glanced at the duel on the ring.

Even if she didn't specialize in fighting skills, she could still see the level of the contestants in the ring.

Flowery fists and embroidered legs are full of flaws.

There is no practicality or lethality at all.

Moyu glanced at Menqi but did not express any opinion.

In his opinion, the strength of this group of contestants was indeed very weak, but the fighting skills they displayed in the duel were not as bad as Menqi said. On the contrary, they had some merits.

It's just that Menqi has been fighting in the wild for many years, so he naturally feels that the fighting skills of the first-level contestants lack lethality and offensiveness.

"But it's really nothing to see."

Moyu glanced around and found no contestants worth paying attention to.

With so many people signing up every day, it’s normal for their abilities to vary.

Perhaps most people can be tall among ordinary people, but in a place like the Sky Arena, they are the most inconspicuous existence.

as time flows--

I don’t know if they filled in 20 and 30 years of fighting experience, but the organizer has not arranged a fight for Moyu and Menqi.

More and more contestants came to the first floor, and they soon noticed the presence of Moyu and Menqi.

Not only because of their age, but also because of the little fuss Menqi made when filling out the registration form.

"Please invite contestants No. 3142 and No. 3079 to Arena C."

The voice of the person in charge of the scene came over the loudspeaker.

"Hey, it's my number."

Hearing the notification, Menqi stood up from his seat.

Her number is 3079.

Moyou looked at Menqi and reminded: "You don't have to come back to the auditorium after the fight, just wait for me outside."

"Um."

Menqi responded and then walked along the auditorium passage to the ring.

Her appearance immediately attracted the attention of a large group of people.

There are very few female contestants in a place like this.

Not to mention a girl who looks underage.

Menqi, who has these two attributes, is simply a spotlight in a place like this.

C on the stage.

Contestant No. 3142, who has a strong body and a muscular face, is already waiting in the ring.

"I've been told that I've always been lucky."

Contestant No. 3142 grinned and looked at Menqi, who was walking slowly towards the ring, as if looking at a little white rabbit.

In the surrounding auditorium, many contestants cast envious glances at No. 3142.

Some people even clamored for No. 3142 to show no mercy and knocked Menqi off the ring with one punch.

Surrounded by so many eyes, Menqi stepped onto the ring.

Contestant No. 3142 looked at Menqi and sneered: "I heard that you have 10 years of fighting experience."

"..."

Menqi said nothing.

The referee looked at both participating parties and introduced as usual: "I will judge the level of the contestants based on the victory or defeat. Please show the two of you as much as possible within three minutes. Then... let's start!"

After the introduction, the referee announced the start without any delay.

Contestant No. 3142 suddenly stepped forward and rushed straight towards Menqi.

"Really like a bear."

Menqi looked at contestant No. 3142 rushing towards him and resisted the thought of killing him immediately.

For a moment, she almost treated him like a bear.

Contestant No. 3142 naturally didn't know what Meng Qi was thinking. He came to Meng Qi in one fell swoop, waved his palm as big as a palm fan, and hit Meng Qi's cheek.

It seemed that he was going to slap Meng Qi out of the arena.

Meng Qi raised his left hand and easily blocked the slap of contestant No. 3142.

"Huh?"

Contestant No. 3142 was stunned.

Before he could react, he was kicked into the audience by Meng Qi.

Seeing this bizarre scene, the contestants who were still clamoring for No. 3142 to knock Meng Qi off the ring fell silent.

On the ring.

The referee looked at Meng Qi in surprise and said, "No. 3079, you go to the 100th floor."

"Oh."

Men Qi didn't know whether the 100th floor was high or low. He took the ticket that could be exchanged for the bonus on the 100th floor from the referee, and then waved to Mo You in the audience.

Mo You nodded to Meng Qi from a distance.

Then, following Moyu's instructions, Meng Qi did not return to the audience, but left the fighting arena.

Moyu watched Meng Qi leave.

The many eyes around him were gradually changing.

"Please ask No. 3080 and No. 3772 to go to the A ring."

At this time, the person in charge of the scene quickly arranged the next match.

Moyu, who heard his number, stood up and went to the A ring.

His opponent was a thin man with cold eyes.

The referee still announced the start of the match without any hesitation.

When the voice fell, contestant No. 3772 suddenly rushed towards Moyu, but his speed was not slow, and he was obviously very skilled.

Facing the charge of contestant No. 3772, Moyu just turned sideways to avoid the opponent's attack, and at the same time stretched out his leg to trip the opponent's lower body.

With a bang.

Contestant No. 3772 flew directly out of the ring and fell heavily to the ground.

"..."

The referee was silent for a moment, then pronounced: "No. 3080, you go to the 60th floor."

After that, he handed the ticket printed on the spot to Moyou.

Moyou took the ticket without saying a word, then turned and left.

In the audience.

Many contestants looked at Moyou who left the fighting arena with dull eyes.

They may not be able to remember too many powerful competitors, but today they will definitely remember Moyou and Menqi.

Outside the fighting arena on the first floor.

As soon as Moyou came out, he saw Menqi jogging over.

"Master, are you also going to the 100th floor?"

"60th floor."

"Ah? Why only the 60th floor?"

Menqi showed an incredible expression.

Moyou smiled and said: "The group of referees should judge based on skills. Most of your referees think that your attack and killing skills are very powerful, so they let you go to the 100th floor directly."

"I see."

Menqi suddenly realized and took Moyou's speculation as a fact.

Moyou raised the ticket in his hand and said, "I'm going to the 60th floor, Mengqi, you can go directly to the 100th floor."

"Okay."

Seeing Moyou say this, Mengqi could only suppress the idea of ​​accompanying Moyou to the 60th floor.

After a while.

Moyou came to the 60th floor alone, first observed the surrounding environment, and then went to the window to redeem the prize money.

At this time.

There were very few people in front of the window.

But after a while, people came one after another, probably all the contestants who had just reached this floor.

"Welcome, Mr. Ilmi, please show your ticket."

In the window, the staff looked at Moyou with a smile.

Not far away.

A silver-haired child who came from the elevator moved his ears.

"Ilmi?!"