Hunter: I became stronger even after I died.

Chapter 138 Kurapika's Arrival

Frankly acknowledge the strengths of others and be able to face your own weaknesses calmly.

This is probably the advantage of Yungu.

Bisiji shook his head slightly and stopped attacking Yun Gu.

This kind of thing is as bad as too little.

What I just said is enough.

It will not only not deal a heavy blow to Yungu, but also give Yungu the motivation to catch up.

The so-called goal is such an important thing.

It is also one of the keys for Moro to defeat Yungu.

Biscuit could see that Moro's incredible speed of progress must have been motivated by a strong sense of purpose.

On the path of cultivation, only when you see the road clearly can you run faster.

Biscuit had experienced similar practices, and President Netero had also experienced it...

"Go back and review the game, and do some special training at the same time."

Bisiji took a few steps forward and helped Yun Gu straighten out the exposed shirt.

This may be one of the few ways she can express comfort.

Yun Gu nodded heavily.

This competition made him deeply aware of his own shortcomings, and he had an urge to move forward.

Now I can only look at Moro's back.

But he will catch up.

You must have this confidence because it is the first step to success.

Bisiji and Yun Gu walked in the passage one after the other.

Looking at Bisiji's petite back, Yun Gu thought of what Bisiji had just said.

"Master, what is your relationship with Moreau?"

"What kind of answer do you want to hear?"

Bisiji said without turning his head.

Yun Gu couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

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"Master, what is your relationship with that woman?"

As soon as Moro applied to challenge the OP for a match, he was pestered by Kalista and asked about his relationship with Biscuit.

Although Menqi did not participate in it, she always followed Calista.

It seemed that even to "satisfy her curiosity", she wanted to try it.

Hua Shi Doulang was not that clingy, but he would glance over from time to time, obviously curious about the relationship between Moro and Bisiji.

"It's like we just met by chance, so we're not that familiar with each other anyway."

Moreau felt helpless.

The relationship between him and Biscuit was at most a nodding acquaintance.

And this is his third answer.

However, Calista and Menqi didn't believe it at all.

Have no idea.

As for Bisiji's shameless actions, it is really hard to believe that it is something that can be done by a "chance encounter".

If anyone is to blame, it's only because Bisiji is too out of touch.

Seeing that Moro was getting impatient, Calista and Mengqi stopped asking questions immediately.

Moreau was finally free.

After returning to the room, Moro sat on the sofa and reviewed the battle with his eyes closed.

There is an essential difference between a ring showdown and a life-and-death fight.

But it can also bring valuable experience.

When playing against Yun Gu, the most intuitive feeling was the seemingly flawless mind skills.

Although I was mentally prepared from the beginning, I only realized it after the actual fight...

That kind of Nen technique that has been trained countless times, coupled with a strong level of Nen energy, is much more difficult to deal with than expected.

To put it bluntly, as long as Yun Gu doesn't give opportunities easily, it will be difficult to find a breakthrough from Yun Gu most of the time.

The key to Morrow's victory in this duel is——

Yun Gu's practical experience is worse than his.

Another point is that his physical strength has improved.

This is the most important thing.

Otherwise, even if he could find an opportunity to break through, he would not have the power to seize it.

"There's no rush."

Morrow slowly opened his eyes.

Although he had intuitively experienced the value of advanced mind techniques in fierce battles, his current focus was still on tempering his body.

Only by distinguishing the primary from the secondary can we do things efficiently.

Moreau has always been like this.

That night, Sky Arena staff came to Moro in person to inform him of the game time.

January 12th, 7pm.

If Moro succeeds in the challenge, he will be able to take over and attend the opening ceremony of the Fighting Olympics on the second day, December 12, as the host of the post.

the other side.

The poster who was selected by Moro also received a competition notification from the Sky Arena staff.

"Damn it, it's only a few days away, and they chose me."

After learning about this, the monkey-like host couldn't help but start cursing.

It’s not that he was afraid of Moreau’s coming from behind, but with the Olympic Fighting Games approaching, he was unwilling to take on unexpected changes and risks.

But the posters had no way to refuse the challenge from the climbers. Since they were chosen at this critical juncture, they could only consider themselves unlucky.

But who will be unlucky in the end will still be determined by strength.

"Muro the Thinker, oh, I will make you regret the decision you made today."

The host of the post, whose name is Mai Rui, has a grim expression on his face.

In fact--

Morrow's choice of Merry was not a subjective one.

Because Morrow didn't even know Mai Rui.

He just randomly picked a number from the 230th floor and above.

Then the person who was drawn was Mai Rui who lived on the 244th floor.

It's a matter of luck.

It can be said that Mai Rui is unlucky.

But as the saying goes, who will be unlucky in the end is ultimately determined by strength.

When the match between Morrow and Mai Rui was confirmed, every OP who was waiting for the Fighting Olympics, as well as all the contestants on the 200th floor, focused their attention on this matter.

This is because Moro's "Ten Victories Halo" is too dazzling.

Most of the contestants may only see the achievement of being undefeated, but a small number of contestants, such as the author of the post, have noticed Morrow's profound strength.

The real basis for them to confirm this was today's match between Moro and Yun Gu.

"Did you choose Mai Rui? Haha..."

Some OPs gloat over others’ misfortune.

"If even Mai Rui is defeated easily, that will speak volumes."

Some of the posters vaguely realized that Moreau had a hidden agenda.

“You can’t just look up.”

Some OPs took precautions and began to be wary of the threat from Moreau from below.

For the posters on the 230th to 250th floors, the biggest obstacle in the Fighting Olympics is of course the champion of the previous session.

Do not,
To be more precise, the two-time defending champion.

Originally, they all focused their attention on the figure at the highest point.

However, Moro, who came from behind as a dark horse, inevitably attracted the attention of most of them.

“This year…it’s going to be intense!”

Some of the posters sat quietly in the room for several hours, and when they clasped their hands together, their hands trembled visibly.

I didn't know whether I was trembling with excitement or nervousness.

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Regarding the match between Morrow and Mai Rui, the event organizer of Sky Arena has learned his lesson. Unlike the rather tight match with Yungu, the event organizer has reserved a few days for promotion and warm-up.

The dark horse climber with ten wins is about to make a bid for the all-important position of floor owner.

If they win, it will likely bring some excitement to the upcoming Olympic fighting competitions.

Too much topicality.

The event operators of Sky Arena poured promotional resources into it like crazy.

Because this is not only a warm-up for the competition for the qualification for the Combat Olympics, but also a warm-up for the upcoming Combat Olympics.

Therefore, once the superiors give the order, the people below will naturally become excited.

Thanks to the Sky Arena's vigorous publicity, more and more eyes outside the city began to pay attention to the Fighting Olympics in advance.

Among the countless people, there was an inconspicuous blond boy——

Kurapika.

He also came to the Sky Arena.

In fact, after leaving Youkexin in September, he had a deep understanding of "monsters" and had long thought about coming to the Sky Arena, the holy land of fighting, in order to become stronger.

It was just because of the pair of eyes of his compatriot that were sold at the Youkexin auction. He had been trying hard to find an opportunity to get them back over the past few months.

But as time goes by...

Too much useless work made him gradually understand a truth.

Without strength, nothing can be accomplished.

So he made the difficult decision to "give up halfway" and set foot in the city where the Sky Arena was located for the first time.

However, the last straw that prompted him to make this decision was that he saw Moro's figure in the newspaper report that Sky Arena paid for.

Standing on the busy street with people coming and going, Kurapika looked up at the tower-like building that soared into the sky.

For those who crave power, the Sky Arena Tower is equivalent to a pyramid. The higher you climb, the stronger you become.

"This step is crucial. It will determine how high I can climb, how far I can go, or... "

Kurapika slowly withdrew his gaze from the Sky Arena and walked towards the registration office.

Throw yourself into it, and never waver in your determination, even if you are covered in bruises.

This is the only way through the thorny bushes.

Will he fall among the thorns, or will he cross them and reach that seemingly unattainable opportunity with his wounded body...

Kurapika's only thought was to identify the target and then do his best.

In a way, Kurapika and Moro are very similar...

After waiting in line for more than two hours at the registration desk, Kurapika finally completed the registration and immediately entered the venue on the first floor.

He then saw the competitions going on simultaneously on the sixteen arenas in the arena.

It was a pure fight between fists and feet. Every punch and kick of the contestants was filled with the determination to knock the opponent to the ground.

Violent and brutal.

Such a breath fills every space.

Kurapika felt a chill running down his spine and his hands clenched unconsciously, but his gaze towards the fierce fight on the ring below did not shift at all.

He has already decided to become one of the barbaric ones.

Following a notification, Kurapika stepped onto the stage resolutely.

His opponent is a muscular man who has brute force but doesn't know how to make use of it.

Kurapika won the battle, but the price was that his cheek was grazed by the fist. His jawbone and teeth were not injured, but it inevitably became red and swollen.

"No. 3125, go to the 20th floor."

The referee gave Kurapika the ticket to the 20th floor without hesitation.

He could see that Kurapika had a good foundation, but he just met a relatively strong opponent.

But his criteria for judgment is to draw conclusions based on the process and the severity of the injury.

Kurapika's victory wasn't difficult, but it wasn't easy either, and he was injured.

This is the fundamental reason why the referee gave 20 layers.

"Thank you!"

Kurapika took the ticket, his eyes sparkling brightly.

He did not immediately "touch" the world he had identified, but instead came to sign up for the competition.

The purpose is to get this pass first and give yourself an identity that allows you to muster up the courage in front of that person.

The referee saw the light in Kurapika's eyes.

It’s too low.

The referee thought silently in his heart.

Kurapika had no idea what the referee was thinking, so he took the ticket and left, first going to the 20th floor to register, and then to the lobby on the first floor.

Inside the spacious hall, huge load-bearing columns are arranged in an orderly manner.

Various posters are posted on the square load-bearing columns.

At just a glance, one poster has the most eye-catching number.

Kurapika came to one of the supporting pillars and looked up slightly at the poster posted above.

On the left half of the poster is a photo of Moreau with his eyes lowered, as if he is thinking about something.

The right half, divided by a lightning crack, was another man with a monkey-like figure and a ferocious face.

"The Thinker Moreau..."

Kurapika's attention was only on the left half of the name.

He had read the information about Morrow in the newspaper and naturally knew that the game was today.

But this game was extremely popular, and with his ability, he couldn't buy a ticket at all.

With a soft sigh, Kurapika turned his gaze and looked at the TV screens hanging in various places in the hall.

Audiences who want to watch the game live but cannot buy tickets usually have to gather in the lobby on the first floor and watch the live broadcast there.

Kurapika took one last look at the poster on the supporting column, then silently walked to a public chair placed against the wall. After sitting down, he took out a cold bun from his bag as his lunch for today.

While eating the buns, Kurapika continued to stare at the poster not far away.

His behavior was noticed by a caring person.

"Young man, who are you paying more attention to?"

A calm voice suddenly came, and Kurapika was slightly startled. He immediately looked at the person who spoke with a vigilant look on his face.

He is a young man wearing glasses, with a gentle and kind appearance.

Kurapika's eyes flickered to the young man's waist, where a piece of his shirt was exposed.

This made Kurapika frown, and he had the urge to tuck the shirt in.

The young man was Yun Gu.

Kurapika met Yun Gu's gaze that was waiting for an answer and replied calmly, "Moro."

If Moro were here, he would definitely notice the changes in Kurapika.

No longer so sensitive and fragile, he broke through the dark cage on the spiritual level, ushered in the first real growth, and gradually developed the qualities of calmness and composure.

"Can you tell me why?"

Yun Gu asked peacefully.

Kurapika sensed no ill will, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Moro helped me."

"That's it."

Yun Gu smiled and took out two tickets.

Originally, there was one prepared for my master, but——

"I'm busy. I want to read the latest issue of Mr. Noble Magazine. I heard it's very explicit this time, hehe (﹃)"

This is Bisiji's original reply.

Yun Gu looked at Kurapika and said softly, "I have an extra ticket here. If you don't mind, I'll give it to you..."

"I can pay for it."

Kurapika interrupted Kumoya.

Yun Gu was slightly startled, then smiled and said, "That's fine."

He sold Kurapika a ticket at the original price.

Kurapika happily checked his ticket and entered.

then,

Once again, Moreau deepened his understanding of the term "monster".

Two rounds,
After just two rounds, the fierce-looking OP named Mai Rui was knocked out by Morrow.

Kurapika was in the midst of a wave of cheers that seemed to be about to blow the ceiling off. He stretched his eyes wide open and looked at the figure in the distance that was gradually disappearing in the corridor.

It’s really powerful…

(End of this chapter)