Hunter x Hunter Rise Meteor Street

"I'm not as easy to deal with as the trash on the first floor. Just be prepared to be beaten to death, new guy, hahaha..."

The Cyclops looked at Hisoka across from him. He was tall and thin, wearing a clown suit. He felt it was too funny.

"I hope your fight is as beautiful as you said, big boy."

Hisoka saw that the other party didn't even exude any anger, he couldn't arouse his interest at all, and he was very boring.

The game officially started. The Cyclops roared as soon as he came up. He bent his arms toward his chest and tensed every muscle in his upper body. With a "click" sound, the giant's shirt was torn apart by his explosive force.

After seeing this, the audience shouted excitedly: "Beat him to death! Beat him to death!"

The giant also responded to the audience's request, kicked off the ground, and with a whoosh, flew out, raised a fist as big as Hisoka's head and smashed it towards Hisoka's whole body.

Hisoka stood motionless with his head lowered. Suddenly his eyes squinted and he saw the charging giant. He stretched out his right palm and flicked it, and a flash of shadow passed across it.

"Ah!" The audience began to shout in shock. Some female audience members were so scared that they covered their eyes and did not dare to look.

Hisoka smiled and walked off the ring, leaving the giant's head still rolling on the ring, drawing a deep blood stain.

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

The referee reminded Hisoka without looking directly at him.

"What a long promotion!"

Hisoka raised his hands and stroked his hair back, then spread his arms, stretched, and walked towards the next opponent with brisk steps.

Scenes of Hisoka killing his opponent in seconds were constantly being shown on the big TV screen. As soon as the audience saw him appear, it was like seeing the God of Death harvesting lives, without any suspense.

As Hisoka fought all the way, within a few days, hundreds of millions of gold bonuses had been transferred to Hisoka's account, and he had already reached the 200th floor.

"Mr. Hisoka, please register at the registration office today to participate in the competition on the 200th floor tomorrow. You cannot 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 weapons at will. If you need to use them, remember to bring them with you at all times. Moreover, any competition above the 200th level will no longer have bonuses. It is purely for honor. Please think carefully before making a decision whether to continue playing.”

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

"No need to think about it, my purpose is to come here and have a good time."

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

"Welcome to the 200th floor. Please sign here to register. Do you want to apply to participate at the same time?"

"certainly."

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

"This level adopts a declaration of combat system. We have prepared a 90-day 'combat preparation period' for you. During this period, you can choose to participate in the battle on any day. Of course, it is no problem to participate in the battle every day until you are exhausted. Every battle One battle will give you another 90 days of 'combat preparation period'. However, if you do not fight within the period, you will lose your qualifications and your registration will be cancelled. Please note this."

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

"To pass this level, you must win 10 games. If you have lost four times before winning ten games, you will also be disqualified. When you win 10 times, you can challenge the 'Level Master' of this level. "

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

"Of course, the 'floor masters' are the top warriors on this floor, and from the 220th floor to the 250th floor, each floor is owned by a warrior. If you can defeat these 'floor masters', then you will Will become the ruler of this level.”

"Um."

When the staff saw Hisoka just smile lightly in response to her, she immediately raised her voice and said:

"Of course that's not all. If you become the 'Lower', you can participate in the biennial Fighter Festival held on the top floor and get the right to compete in this fighting conference!"

"Oh, anything else?"

"The conference is held on the top floor, which will also become the home of the winner. There is always the highest residential mansion in the world, which is a supreme honor for every fighter. In addition, each conference also has additional prizes, that is, you can win countless rare treasure."

"That's all?"

"Yes."

"Thank you. I've finished writing my forms. I'm going to rest first."

The staff watched Hisoka leave with blank expressions. Hisoka, who grew up in the palace, was not interested in this at all.

The main purpose of his coming here is just to find his prey, a strong person who can truly compete with him, so that he can become stronger. Nothing else is necessary.

Before Hisoka could go back to his room, he had to walk through a deep corridor. He walked quietly towards his room.

The rooms on both sides of the corridor are filled with challengers on this level. Some of them have just been promoted, some have been demoted after being defeated, and some have lost before and come back to take revenge this time.

Although Hisoka had already kept his steps to the lightest level and used his absolute strength, he still felt the murderous aura emanating from the corridor.

Behind every door there is a person of considerable strength who is feeling Hisoka's aura. Sometimes he is careless and thinks that Hisoka is just good at physical skills.

He quietly opened the door crack, preparing to use a hidden weapon to kill him in advance.

Hisoka didn't give them a chance to take action. He waved his arms quickly every time he passed through a door.

After a while, a waiter came here pushing a dining cart. When he opened each door in the corridor, he found that there was a thin gap in the door, and a card was inserted deeply into the heads of the contestants. He went in, blood spattered out, and he died on the spot.

"As a newcomer, you have good skills. I am looking forward to your performance tomorrow."

Just when 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, wearing ancient clothes, with narrowed eyes and a malicious smile.

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

"You are also contestants. Do you want to take action now? If not, I will go and rest."

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

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

"Tomorrow you will know how good we are. I want to go to bed early tonight. Let's go."

When they were far away, the guy in the wheelchair said:

"Is this guy really a newbie? Why does he feel like a veteran?"

"Some people are born warriors. He is that kind of person. We are just here to get the bonus and enjoy it. Don't let me meet him."

The guy on crutches couldn't help but shudder when he recalled Hisoka's eyes.

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