041 Start From the Bottom 1

The Sky Arena has 251 floors and a height of 991 meters. It is the fourth tallest building in the world. Standing at the lower end of the arena and looking at the top, there is an illusion that you can't see your head at a glance.

You know, the tallest building on earth is the Burj Khalifa, with a height of 828 meters, but the Sky Arena is still above it, and it is the fourth tallest building.

However, when Fang Lang actually saw the Sky Arena, he immediately felt a subtle sense of sight. This tower is so similar to the Burj Khalifa, as if it was created by the same design team.

But these are irrelevant. The Sky Arena is located in the Republic of Batokia. It is the highest fighting arena in the world, and it is also a holy place for all fighters and martial artists in the world.

The tower is full of fighting arenas. The entire sky arena until the 200th floor is based on the tenth floor. Only those who win can advance to the upper floors.

And the audience from all over the world exceeds one billion every year, and more than 4,000 challengers line up at the registration desk every day.

Fang Lang got off the airship, and he didn't even need to buy a city map, just look up and see where the sky arena is.

Because of the money, I couldn't even afford a car, so I had to walk there.

When he came to the bottom of the sky arena, he could see a long queue of registered teams from a distance. In desperation, Fang Lang had to start lining up.

You can try to imagine that more than 1 billion people come to the arena from all over the world every year, so nearly 2.8 million people come every day, 360 days a year.

This is still a new arrival, excluding the audience who came here and stayed before, just guess, there will be more than 5 million spectators entering and leaving the Sky Arena every day.

5 million people, what is this concept? The total population of some cities is not as large as the audience here.

Casually let out the domineering arrogance of seeing and hearing, the perception is dense and belongs to the human breath.

This is a very prosperous city.

While sighing, unknowingly, it was Fang Lang's turn.

"Welcome to Sky Arena." Sitting behind the registration window was a beautiful young lady, smiling at Fang Lang and handing out the registration form, "Please fill out this form, sir."

Fang Lang picked up the pen on one side and glanced at the table casually.

Name, gender, age, contact information, whether to participate, etc., etc., need to fill in a lot.

Fang Lang frowned, and then saw a row of small characters below. Except for the required fields, all fields were optional.

There are only four required fields, name, gender, age, contact information.

"Give." Fang Lang quickly filled it out and handed the registration form to the other party.

"Thank you for your cooperation." The registration lady kept smiling, glanced at Fang Lang's form, entered the content into the computer, and then gave Fang Lang a competition number, "Mr. Fang Lang, your number is 2014, Please go to the venue next door and wait for the game."

"Thank you." Fang Lang replied with a hat, picked up the number card, and turned to leave.

This is the first floor of the Sky Arena. There is only one place for the competition, which is about the size of a football field.

Fang Lang walked to the auditorium and sat down, watching the game below.

The competition venue is divided into sixteen arenas, and the competition method adopts a three-minute judgment system. Judges will use the performance of the game within three minutes to decide which floor each contestant should be assigned to. Of course, the better the performance, the higher the number of layers assigned.

That is to say, if you lose the game here, there is no problem, and the participants will still be assigned floors, but it may be the 10th floor, or the 20th floor, such a low-end floor.

"I'm here to find a master to fight and practice my ability to read. If I want to do this, I need to climb to at least 200 floors. It seems that I have to perform well."

Just as I was thinking, there was a game over, and a voice came to mind on the radio.

"Contestant No. 2014, Contestant No. 2015, please go to venue No. 16. Repeat, please..."

Hearing this, Fang Lang immediately got up and walked slowly down.

When he boarded the competition arena, Fang Lang saw his opponent, a fat man in his twenties, 1.8 meters tall, so he looked very burly.

"Please show your best abilities within three minutes." The judge glanced at Fang Lang and waved his hands, "Start!"

At the beginning of the game, the burly fat man charged towards Fang Lang like a chariot of meat, and seemed to be ready to use his physical advantage to overwhelm Fang Lang.

"Ah."

Seeing this, Fang Lang couldn't help but chuckle, pulled out his left hand from his trousers pocket, bent his middle finger, and assumed a finger-flick gesture.

The fat man rushed over, ignoring this little fingerstick at all.

"Crazy, watch me kill you!"

He taunted and said, the next moment, he didn't even understand what happened, and the whole person flew out upside down, flew out of the field directly, and flew to the No. 15 ring.

Rao has seen too many judgments, and he can't help but be comprehended by this scene. It took a long time before he said loudly: "The winner, the red side!"

After speaking, he entered Fang Lang's number on the PDA, then handed a ticket to Fang Lang and said, "Your strength is very good, please go to the 50th floor."

"Thank you." Fang Lang took the ticket, thanked him, and turned to leave.

Generally speaking, those who can be allocated to the 150th floor or more in the first-tier qualifying arena are all players who have climbed down from the 200th floor and climbed the stairs again. In addition, the judge believes that this person is strong enough to climb to the 200th floor. will give 150 at the beginning

tier qualifications.

In any case, this saved Fang Lang a little time.

Below 200 floors, let alone domineering, he doesn't even need to use his immature mind ability.

With just one finger, you can hit it with no pressure.

After leaving the competition venue on the first floor, Fang Lang took the elevator directly, preparing to go to the 150th floor.

However, in the elevator, Fang Lang saw a little blond girl with double ponytails.

"Hello," Fang Lang narrowed his eyes slightly, "cute little girl."

"Thank you." The little girl seemed to respond a little shyly.

"Where have we met?" Fang Lang said thoughtfully.

"Big brother, this way of chatting up is very old-fashioned!" The little blond girl said with a smile.

Fang Lang couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth. He really felt familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while. ..