Chapter 209 You Passed (35)

In the contestant lounge.

Moyu saw the situation in the audience from the TV in the lounge.

In the specially enlarged lens, he noticed that Mengqi's face was full of anger, and he was obviously very angry.

Although he didn't know what made Mengqi so angry, Mengqi remembered to close the sperm hole when he was rampaging, which made Moyu quite relieved.

This shows that Mengqi has consciously overcome some shortcomings in his character.

"Vortex Whip..."

Moyu retracted his gaze and said to himself: "It seems that he is a whip user, most likely a reinforcement system or operation system."

Moyu is still looking forward to Neil, who is called "Vortex Whip".

After all, he is a senior contestant who can win nine games on the 200th floor, and his strength should not disappoint him.

Two hours later.

Under the passionate introduction of the commentator.

Moyu and Neil stepped onto the ring under the attention of the crowd.

"Mr. Neil currently maintains an impressive record of 9 wins and 3 losses. The victory or defeat of this game is crucial to him."

Before the game started, the commentator's voice spread to every corner of the venue as usual.

Under her introduction, the audience will make their own bets.

Judging from the current odds, Neil, who is at a critical juncture, has crushed Moyu all the way.

On the ring.

Moyu looked at Neil in front of him.

This is a strong man over two meters tall, with a short haircut and a conspicuous scar on the corner of his eyebrow.

He was not wearing clothes on his upper body, generously showing the bronze muscles that bulged like rocks, and holding a brown whip in his hand.

Moyu's eyes swept over the whip.

His understanding of Neil was limited to some information he heard before the war.

For example, the title of "Vortex Whip" and Neil's love of showing his strength by destroying the ring.

From this information, Moyu originally thought that the whip Neil used was a heavier iron whip, but it turned out to be a leather whip.

Since he likes to show violence...

Iron whips can show more destructive power, right?

A trivial question flashed through Moyu's mind.

On the other side of the ring.

Neil was also looking at Moyu.

In fact, he had been paying attention to Moyu for a long time.

It was not because of Moyu's strength, but to be able to fight with Moyu today and get the most important victory for him.

After all, compared with those contestants on the 200th floor, the newcomers who just came up are easier to control.

This is all for the purpose of being able to securely win the tenth victory.

Yesterday, Neil was still thinking about how to get the opportunity to compete with Moyu, but he didn't expect Moyu to be so arrogant to fill in the application condition of "can fight at any time".

It's really a pillow for a nap.

Neil was secretly excited.

He didn't think that a boy who only used "entanglement" in battle would have a high level of Nian attainments, but in order to ensure victory, he would go all out in this battle.

"Irmi, thank you for coming."

Neil held the whip in his hand and looked at Moyu with a smile.

"..."

Moyu didn't answer and waited patiently for the game to start.

Seeing this, Neil continued nonchalantly: "Just treat it as paying tuition fees. I will make you deeply understand the price of 'high-profile arrogance'."

"..."

Of course, Moyu knew what Neil meant by this sentence.

It was nothing more than that the battle declaration conditions he filled in provided a crucial opportunity for this veteran player.

Otherwise, it would be very difficult for a contestant who had already won nine games to meet a newcomer on the ring.

Moyu still didn't speak, listening to the commentator's stereotyped introduction, thinking that Menqi would remember to place a bet.

This highly anticipated match is about to begin.

And the live broadcast of the scene has been directed to various regions.

Shivadani City, Hunter Association Building.

Netero sat at the tea table, watching Moyu on TV with interest.

What kind of job is that...

There is no happiness in taking a break from the busy schedule.

Besides, there is Doumianren to support him, so it's no problem to drink afternoon tea and watch the game!

What Netero didn't know was that Pariston, who usually liked to trip him up, was also watching the upcoming match during work hours.

Somewhere in the sky.

A spaceship was flying above the sea of ​​clouds.

In a luxurious single room, Ilmi sat on the sofa, looking at Moyu on TV expressionlessly.

Sky Arena.

On the ring, the referee slowly took his place.

This meant that the betting warm-up was about to end, and the match was about to begin.

When the referee came to the middle, Neil, who was still chattering a second ago, simply shut up and entered the fighting state in an instant.

This surprised Moyu, who had always been silent.

In the audience.

Killua and Menchi, who were in different positions, both focused their attention on the ring.

"Start!"

As the referee made a gesture, the battle officially began.

Neil took the lead.

He was shrouded in a bright and exciting telekinetic light, and a layer of condensed telekinesis was wrapped around the whip in his hand.

"Flying"

Quickly closing the distance, Neil swung the whip in his hand.

There was a snapping sound in the air.

The whip wrapped with condensed mental power hit Moyu from top to bottom like a tentacle, and wherever it passed, the air rippled and twisted slightly like water waves.

This shows the power of this whip.

But Moyu was on guard and retreated at the last moment, seemingly narrowly dodging the whip.

Bang!

The failed tail of the whip hit the ground, making a big hole in the ring like a heavy hammer.

"Oh oh oh!"

Seeing Neil's destructive power, the audience burst into enthusiastic cheers.

When Killua and Menqi saw this scene, they were both shocked.

They realized that the man named Neil was a very aggressive contestant.

Not to mention Killua, even Menqi felt that he couldn't resist the whip.

"That person must be an enhancement type!"

Menqi thought to himself.

In the arena.

Neil's whip failed, and he pressed forward, hitting Moyu with several powerful flying moves.

Moyu retreated to avoid.

Bang bang bang!

Neil's whip attack failed, creating several big holes in the ring, but also forced Moyo to the edge of the ring.

"You have nowhere to hide!"

Neil's eyes were focused, and he used his telekinesis to wave his whip, creating an airtight energy in mid-air, pressing towards Moyu like a chariot.

Seeing that the situation in the ring was one-sided, those in the audience who had bet on Neil to win were so excited that their veins popped up and they shouted loudly.

At the edge of the ring, Moyu calmly looked at the oncoming whip net.

"It turns out it's not the strengthening type."

Mo You suddenly moved forward and reached into the whip net that was stirring with fierce energy.

"court death."

Neil's face was filled with joy when he saw Moyu's suicide attempt.

But the next second, Mo Yuna's right hand was seen reaching out, grasping the tail of the whip from the many afterimages with precision and strength.

As he tightened his grip on the whip, the energy stirred by the whip suddenly disappeared.

"W-what?!"

The joy on Neil's face suddenly solidified, his eyes showed a look of astonishment, and he looked at Mo Yo's uninjured palm in disbelief.

at the same time.

The audience who were shouting excitedly were like ducks holding their necks, and the shouts suddenly stopped.

Is that possible? !

The visual impact left the audience speechless.

But what happened next was beyond their expectations.

In their shocked looks, Moyou actually took the initiative to loosen the whip.

As the person involved, Neil was even more puzzled when his heart was shaken.

"You passed the test."

Then, Neil heard Moyu’s comment.

What does this mean? !

Neil looked at Moyu with wide eyes.