Chapter 287 Dangerous Person
Each competition venue in the Sky Arena has a giant display screen.
At this time, the picture played on the display screen was none other than the Alva player who was lying on the ring with his eyes rolled up and fell into a coma.
The audience can clearly see Alva's condition through the screen. There are no obvious injuries, let alone blood.
They were stunned.
What's happening here?
Blatant match-fixing?
This is impossible...!
The reason why Sky Arena has become an authoritative presence in the fighting world is not only because of the world-class scale of the venue, but also because the fairness and level of the referees are among the best in the industry.
Therefore, fairness is guaranteed and the possibility of match-fixing is naturally minimal.
In the arena.
Moyu let go of the handle of the knife and looked down at the unconscious Alva, with a strange color in his eyes.
Just concentrating the murderous aura of "Everyone" on Alva's vitals can produce such an effect.
"Although the murderous aura of Jie San is strong, it will not make a telepathic user faint instantly."
"Is it because my aura points directly at his 'flaw'..."
The actual combat effect of Jiejie was beyond Moyu's expectation, but it actually made him feel that the verification results were not realistic.
The reason why I was able to knock Alva out mentally just now was probably because I could have drawn my sword and cut off Alva's head at that time.
It is the blessing of this "winner's chance" that allows the aura of "Everyone" to exert its extraordinary effect.
"Forget it, let's wait for the next one."
Moyu retracted his gaze towards Alva, turned and left the ring.
The battle ended so quickly that he had no choice but to verify his conjecture.
So we can only wait for the next game.
The referee signaled the medical staff at the scene to come and treat Alva, who was unconscious, and then looked at Moyu's leaving figure with strange eyes.
As one of the few referees with telekinesis abilities, although he failed to see Moyu's fighting skills, he also realized Moyu's power through another form.
That killing intent...
The referee, who was exposed to part of the aura due to the distance, did not hesitate to label Moyo a "dangerous person".
He really couldn't imagine how much blood it would take to condense such pure and terrifying killing intent...
Inside the venue.
The host's passionate voice announcing Moyo's victory resounded throughout the audience.
The audience, who gradually accepted the result of the game, immediately began to chant the name of "Ilmi".
Somewhere in the audience.
Hisoka slowly stood up and walked along the aisle towards the outside of the venue.
As he moved, the audience on both sides of the aisle felt an inexplicable chill, like needles pricking their sides several times.
This sudden feeling made them look shocked, but they didn't know what it was.
It wasn't until Hisoka was far away from the aisle and left through the nearest exit that the pins and needles feeling felt by the audience suddenly disappeared.
Another auditorium.
Menqi was not surprised by this result.
No matter what the process was, she always believed that her master would always win.
In an auditorium not too far away from Menqi, Doulang Huashi stared closely at Mo Yu's retreating back, his eyes filled with incredible light.
after all--
How is it done?
This martial artist who had just arrived and knew nothing about Nian abilities was filled with unspeakable shock at this moment.
An unknown and powerful new world, accompanied by Moyu's profound figure, suddenly broke into his cognition.
outside the venue.
Moyu did not wait for Menqi, but went directly to the registration window to fill in the requirements to compete as soon as possible.
This time he came to the Sky Arena, and he didn't want to waste too much time.
If possible, he would even like to play ten games a day and then qualify for "ten wins" at once.
Unfortunately, Sky Arena only allows players to compete twice a day.
And players who are too strong may not be able to match their opponents so quickly.
Anyway——
Moyo will strive to get ten wins in five days.
After all, in his opinion, the strength levels of the two hundred level players are mostly uneven and cannot meet his actual combat requirements.
It seems that the level of the building owners above 200 floors is relatively stable, at least they will not fall down when they encounter them.
In the days that followed, Moyo continued to compete on stage with a sheathed black knife.
He intended to test the effect of "all out", but he barely exerted any force, and without even unsheathing his sword, he made each opponent lose consciousness and fall down.
After several practical tests...
Moyu has a deeper understanding of the aura buff effect of "All Out".
This kind of aura containing pure murderous intent can indeed affect the opponent's concentration in the ever-changing battle.
As for how to use it...
Not only can it shake the opponent's spirit in battle, but it can also use the sudden burst of "killing intent" to conduct a feint attack, thus forcing the opponent to make mistakes in judgment and reveal fatal flaws.
In general, as long as it is used properly in battle, it can have a "spirit-shaking" effect at the right time.
in addition--
After certain conditions are met, just activating the "all-out" aura can directly cause the opponent to lose consciousness.
For example, the game against Alvar.
It was the moment when the "certain kill" was about to be completed, so the aura of "All is gone" had the effect of directly attacking Huanglong.
certainly.
The most fundamental reason is the obvious gap in strength, will, and aura.
In other words, those with telekinesis abilities who are obviously weaker than Moyu will find it difficult to remain calm in the face of the aura of "all gone".
Taking it literally, you may think that the emotion of "calmness" is not important.
But in fact, for a person with Nian ability, a stable mental state is extremely important, which will affect the stability of their Nian skills.
For example, the normal use states of various mind skills such as entanglement, jue, and condensation.
Therefore, the factor "will" often plays a very important role in the battle of telekinesis.
However, people with powerful telekinesis usually possess extraordinary willpower.
As for ordinary people who don't even know how to "read", their lives may be taken away in an instant in the face of the "all-out" aura.
"Dimensionality reduction strike"
This is probably Moyu's other understanding of "all is over".
If the aura strength of "Jiuji" can be increased by "filling with murderous intent", perhaps more powerful ability effects can be derived in the future.
It's just that Moyu didn't think about collecting murderous intent in the sky arena. Instead, he tended to collect murderous intent from those extremely vicious criminals.
As Moyu won more and more games in the Sky Arena, the number of viewers who began to pay attention to him showed an explosive increase.
But in the official data collection survey, Hisoka's popularity still hangs at the top of the list, leaving Moyu far behind.
Thinking about it for more than a year, Hisoka has indeed accumulated a terrifying popularity in the Sky Arena by relying on the name "Roly-poly" which means never giving up. He is a star in the Sky Arena in the true sense.
When Moyu was about to enter his tenth game, Hisoka accepted the challenge of another ten-win player.
Although Hisoka's comprehensive abilities such as telekinesis skills and manifested energy are far superior to that of the ten-win player...
But after the game started, Hisoka still did not rely on the advantage of hardware conditions, but used techniques and tactics to easily defeat his opponents.
This may be the only fun he can find in fighting.
After the game, Hisoka was surrounded by many reporters.
Normally, he would easily get rid of the reporters' entanglements, but this time he stayed where he was to be interviewed.
Then--
A reporter's question finally caught his attention.
"Mr. Tumbler, among all the powerful posters, which one do you most want to fight against?"
"I do have someone I really want to fight."
Hisoka looked at the reporter who asked the question.
Upon hearing Hisoka's words, all the reporters present reacted with excitement.
Then they heard Hisoka's next words.
"But that person is not the landlord."
"Um?!"
The excitement on the faces of many reporters suddenly froze, and turned to shock and confusion.
Before they could ask further questions, they saw Hisoka looking at the camera and saying one word at a time: "I can't wait any longer, Yi Mi."
"!!!"
Suddenly, the reporters went crazy.
They had no idea that a seemingly ordinary question could lead to such explosive news from Hisoka's mouth.
Does this mean -
Will there be a battle between "Roly-poly Hisoka" and "Ilmi"?
Just thinking about this possibility made the reporters at the scene breathe quickly.
Explosive, so exciting! ! !
ten minutes later.
This news was quickly pushed to every corner of the Sky Arena, and then spread to the entire city.
Moyu, who was waiting for the tenth game in the lounge, saw the interview video of Sissona naming names through the TV on the wall.
"Ah."
Moyou curled up his lips, always feeling an inexplicable sense of joy.
After all, the name that came out of Hisoka's mouth was Ilmi...
"I hope you can give me a surprise."
Moyu picked up the black knife, stood up and walked towards the door.
As his strength increases, his "perception" seems to be becoming more and more critical.
An ordinary battle with no excitement at all could no longer give Moyu any rewards, not even to the extent of accumulation.
But the next battle with Hisoka may bring surprises to Moyu.
After a while.
Moyu came to the ring.
This is his tenth game on the 200th floor. As long as he wins, he can apply for a match with Hisoka.
Standing on the ring, Moyu looked calm.
But his opponent looked at the scabbard in Moyu's hand with a solemn expression.
There is no thought of winning...
Being able to draw Moyu's sword out of its sheath in this battle may be called another form of victory.
Moyu's tenth opponent thought so in his mind.
at the same time.
The interview video of Sissona naming names was uploaded to Tube. In terms of popularity, although it was not as popular as Sky Arena, it still attracted the attention of some people.
What a coincidence...
Mi Ji, who was living leisurely at home, happened to see this interview video.
"Who is this guy? The Yi Mi he was talking about..."
Mi Ji, who didn't pay attention to the Sky Arena at all, was staring blankly at Hisoka in the video.
"How is that possible? It must be the same name."
Mi Ji shook his head.
He felt that with Brother Yiermi's style of conduct, once he provoked others, he would definitely choose to eliminate the root cause to avoid a lot of trouble later.
"Well, not necessarily."
Suddenly, a figure flashed through Mi Ji's mind, and he couldn't help but look at a tape in the corner of the table.
That was a precious video of a "dangerous person" beating up Big Brother Ilmi. Until today, he had replayed it frame by frame countless times, and then learned a wealth of risk avoidance experience from it.
Over time, Mi Ji's understanding of "dangerous people" became very profound.
If he met him by chance outside or something, even if this "dangerous person" turned into ashes, he could detect it at a glance.
"It's not surprising that there would be a second "dangerous person" like this?"
Mi Ji lost some confidence in his big brother for a while.
After all, if there is the first dangerous person who can beat Big Brother Ilmi, there may be a second one.
It is precisely because of the existence of this "dangerous person" that the possibility of "Ilmi" mentioned by Hisoka in the video cannot be completely denied.
"How about sending it to Brother Ilmi?"
Mi Ji hesitated for a moment, but still downloaded the video to his mobile phone and sent it to Ilmi, who was thousands of miles away.
A city somewhere in the world.
The sky was filled with dark clouds, lightning and thunder.
In less than a moment, heavy rain fell on the city below.
At the entrance of an alley.
Kiya, wearing a hooded sweatshirt, leaned quietly against the wet wall, lowered his head slightly, buried his face under the brim of his hat, and let the heavy rain wet his body.
His sight, through the curtain-like rain curtain, looked at the hotel entrance dozens of meters away.
In the alley behind him, there was another tall figure standing quietly.
This figure was Ilmi.
Now, Killua, who graduated from the Sky Arena, has begun to carry out assassination commissions under the high pressure of Ilmi.
How many commissions have been completed...
Killua didn't count them specifically. He only knew that he would have to stay with the darkness in the future and complete assassination commissions again and again.
He thought about resisting at first, but...
When Ilmi stood in front of him, the courage to resist would disappear in an instant.
The sound of falling rain echoed in his ears, and Killua stared silently at the direction of the hotel gate, waiting for the arrival of the assassination target.
At this time, Ilmi, who was not far from Killua, suddenly felt the vibration of the mobile phone in his pocket.
He took out his mobile phone and opened it, and saw the video sent by Mi Ji.
Without thinking too much, he clicked on the video and saw Hisoka being interviewed.
"Huh?"
Ilmi was a little surprised, and then heard Hisoka's words "I can't wait any longer", and then named the name.
So--
Ilmi, who rarely fluctuated emotionally, showed a surprised expression at this moment.
Buzz!
The phone in his hand vibrated again. It was another message from Miji.
Ilmi frowned, turned off the video, and looked at the message.
"Brother Ilmi, who is this guy? Is he dangerous? Is he powerful? He seems to have a grudge against you."
Looking at the message from Miji that seemed to ask for confirmation, Ilmi chose to ignore it and put away the phone.
But as soon as he put away the phone, he noticed Killua's surprised look.
Obviously--
Killa has guessed something through words such as Sky Arena, OP, Ilmi, etc.
"Killa, you forgot again."
Ilmi's dark eyes seemed to have a deeper darkness flowing, and he said in a cold tone without any emotion:
"Killers don't need friends. In addition, don't let me use "words" to emphasize this matter again, otherwise... next time it won't be as simple as "words."
"..."
Killua's eyes slowly widened.