The Rise of the Full Time Hunter Meteor Street

Chapter 62 The Trial of the Sky Arena 2
"I'm not as easy to deal with as those trash on the first floor, you should be prepared to be beaten to death, newcomer, hahaha..."

Cyclops looked at Hisoka on the opposite side, tall and thin, wearing clown clothes, feeling too funny.

"I hope you play as beautifully as you say, big boy."

Hisoka saw that the other party didn't even exhale a bit of anger, he couldn't arouse his interest at all, and it was very boring.

The game officially started, and the Cyclops roared angrily as soon as he came up. He bent his arms towards his chest and tensed every muscle in his upper body.

After the audience saw it, they shouted excitedly: "Kill him! Kill him!"

The giant also responded to the audience's request, kicked the ground, swished, and rushed out, punching Hisoka with a fist as big as Hisoka's head.

Hisoka stood motionless with his head down, and suddenly his eyes squinted. The charging giant stretched out his right palm and swished, and a flash cut across.

"Ah!" The audience began to shout in shock, and some female audience members covered their eyes in fear and dared not look.

Hisoka smiled and walked off the ring, leaving the giant's head still rolling on the ring with a deep bloodstain.

"You can go to the 60th floor, sir."

The referee reminded Hisoka without daring to look directly.

"It's really a long promotion!"

Hisoka raised his hands and stroked his hair back, then spread his arms, stretched his waist, and walked briskly towards the next opponent.

The scene of Hisoka killing his opponents in seconds was constantly being played on the big TV screen. When the audience saw him on the stage, it was like seeing the god of death harvesting lives, without any suspense.

With Hisoka fighting all the way, within a few days, hundreds of millions of nun bonuses have been transferred into Hisoka's account, and he has reached the 200th floor.

"Mr. Hisoka, please register at the registration office today to participate in the competition on the 200th floor tomorrow. You will not be able to register after midnight tonight. There are 168 contestants on this floor today, ready to attack at any time, please pay attention. "

"Also, starting from this level, players can use their own weapons at will. If you want to use them, remember to bring them with you at all times. And there will be no bonuses for any competitions above the 200th level. It is purely for the existence of honor. Whether to continue the game, please think carefully before making a decision."

After arriving at the reception, the staff led the way for Hisoka and gave guidance and some explanations.

"Don't think about it, my purpose is to come here to have a good time."

Hisoka walked to the registration office alone and submitted an application to the staff.

"Welcome to the 200th floor, please sign and register here, do you want to apply for the competition at the same time?"

"of course."

Hisoka looked at the form handed over by the other party and was about to fill it in. The staff at the front desk began to explain the competition system to Hisoka.

"This layer adopts the battle declaration system. We have prepared a 90-day 'battle preparation period' for you. During this period, you can choose to join the battle on any day. Of course, it is no problem to fight every day until you are exhausted. Every battle One battle, you can get another 90-day 'combat preparation period'. However, if you don't fight within the time limit, you will lose your qualifications and your registration will also be cancelled, please pay attention to this."

"Just tell me how many battles you need to win at this level before you can advance."

"To pass this level, you must win 10 games. If you have lost four times before winning ten games, you will lose your qualifications. When you win 10 times, you can challenge the 'layer master' of this level. "

"Well, is the 'Layer Master' very powerful?"

"Of course, the 'floor masters' are the top fighters on this floor, and from the 220th floor to the 250th floor, each floor is owned by a fighter. If you can defeat these 'floor masters', then your Excellency will will be the ruler of this layer."

"Ah."

Seeing Hisoka, the staff responded to her with a light smile, and she immediately raised her voice and said:
"Of course it's more than that. If you become a 'floor master', then you can participate in the biennial fighter festival held on the top floor, and get the right to compete in this fighting tournament!"

"Oh, any more?"

"The conference is held on the top floor, which will also become the home of the winners. There is always the tallest residence in the world, which is a great honor for every fighter. In addition, each conference also has additional prizes, that is, you can get countless rare treasure."

"And that's all?"

"correct."

"Thank you, my form is finished, I'm going to rest first."

The staff watched Hisoka leave blankly, and Hisoka, who grew up in the palace, was not interested in these things at all.

His main purpose of coming here is only to find his prey, a strong man who can really compete with him, to make himself stronger, other things are dispensable.

Hisoka had to go through a deep corridor before going back to his room, and he walked quietly to his room.

In the rooms on both sides of the corridor, there are all challengers on this floor. Some of them have just been promoted, some have just been defeated and relegated, and some have lost before and are coming back for revenge this time.

Although Hisoka had put his steps at the lightest level and exhausted them, he still felt the murderous aura emanating from the corridor.

Behind each door, there is a person with good strength who is feeling Hisoka's aura. Sometimes he is careless, thinking that Hisoka is just good at physical skills.

Quietly opened the crack of the door, ready to use hidden weapons to kill him in advance.

Hisoka didn't give them a chance to make a move at all, and swung his arm quickly every time he walked through a door.

After a while, a waiter pushed the dining car here, pushed open each door in the corridor, and found that there was a thin gap in the door, and the heads of the contestants were deeply inserted by a card. Go in, blood splattered out, killed on the spot.

"As a rookie, your skills are good, and I look forward to your performance tomorrow."

Just as Hisoka walked back to the room and was about to open the door, three guys appeared at the corner of the corridor, looking at him.

One of the men was the tallest, dressed in ancient clothes, with eyes narrowed and a malicious smile.

The other two were not tall, one was sitting in a wheelchair wearing a strange hat, the other was standing on an unknown object, leaning on a cane and wearing a one-piece cloak.

"You are also contestants, do you want to do it now? If not, I will go to rest."

Hisoka saw a faint aura emanating from the three of them, and suddenly became interested, his eyes lit up, flashing a murderous intent, waiting for the other party's reaction.

But when Hisoka said this, the three of them were stunned, and the tall man suddenly said:

"Tomorrow you will know how good we are. Tonight I will rest early, let's go."

When they were far away, the guy in the wheelchair said:
"Is this guy really a rookie? How does he feel like an old hand."

"Some people are born fighters, he is that kind of person, we just enjoy the bonus, don't let me meet him."

The guy on crutches, recalling Hisoka's eyes, couldn't help but shudder in his heart.

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