Hunter: I'm really not a mind remover

Chapter 287 Silence
How much do you look forward to this reunion...

At this moment, the aura lingering on Hisoka is venting and agitating crazily.

In this way, the excitement and anticipation that reaches the climax can be clearly "articulated".

Even if it is regarded as a "ripe apple" by Moyu, it doesn't matter.

As long as he can fight with Moyu here, Hisoka doesn't care about such trivial matters at all.

Just like he is willing to bear the title of "Tumbler" to be active in the Sky Arena, isn't it also for the slightest possibility?

Then Moyu finally showed up.

For Hisoka, other things are no longer important at this moment.

"It's okay here"

Hisoka's right hand rested on his lower back, with a poker card between his fingers, and the fighting desire in his eyes was obvious.

He was a little impatient.

It just so happened that the duel just now allowed him to complete his warm-up, which was just right.

Men Qi felt the aura full of extreme emotions vented from Hisoka, and her heart throbbed endlessly.

It sure is a pervert!
In an instant, Men Qi had an intuitive understanding of Hisoka.

She quickly mobilized her thoughts, and looked at Hisoka with vigilance.

However, Hisoka only had Moyu in his eyes, and he never looked at her more from the beginning to the end.

Moyu did not respond to Hisoka's fighting spirit, but calmly said:
"I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Wait for me in the ring. I want to fight. I am the same as you."

"Ah~ I'm so happy to hear you say that."

Sisona's right hand, which was hidden on the back waist, slowly stretched out in front of him, with the palm facing upwards, and the poker card between his fingers pointed to Moyu, and his long and narrow eyes had a dangerous luster.

"But I can't wait"

"Then I'm sorry, if you're here, I'm afraid you won't be able to enjoy yourself to your heart's content, and so will I..."

Moyu doesn't have to fight Hisoka in the ring either.

It's just that if there is a fight here, don't blame him for compressing the "battle time limit".

He will try his best to make Hisoka lose the power to resist in the shortest possible time.

"Well……"

Hisoka stared at Moyou intently, his expression and even his aura restrained silently.

At this moment, it was really difficult for him to suppress the feeling of "reunion".

But intuition told him——

If you really start fighting here, you will not be able to enjoy yourself as Moyou said, and you will not be able to experience the pleasure that can only be produced in battle.

Do you want to keep waiting?

Although he is not the type who insists on saving the most delicious main course for the last to taste slowly, he also has the patience to wait for the fruit to ripen.

Is it in a hurry, or is it patient to wait for the best moment?
For a short time, Hisoka chose the latter.

"All right"

Hisoka followed his intuition and put away the playing cards with some regret.

In order to better enjoy the fight with Moyou, he is willing to wait for a while.

Besides, he has already confirmed the "mood" expressed by Moyou.

no doubt--

After that "first meeting", the man in front of him, like him, was looking forward to the "this time" reunion.

"That's it"

Hisoka simply turned around, but before turning around, he suddenly threw a big ghost playing card at Moyu.

The poker cards entwined with the power of condensed thoughts were quite powerful, but Moyou caught them lightly.

With a hasty glance before Hisoka turned around, he noticed that Moyu didn't use "Ning" when he caught the playing cards, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

This kind of "trust" really made him feel excited.

Moyu watched Hisoka leave, and then casually threw the playing cards into the trash can not far away.

He knew what Hisoka was like.

In order to conclude an agreement to "fight head-to-head", Hisoka is a person who will give in on many things, and is even willing to meet the opponent's request before "head-to-head fight".

This is all to welcome the arrival of what Hisoka considers "that moment".

Men Qi frowned as she looked at Hisoka's receding figure.

She doesn't know Hisoka as well as Moyu, she just thinks Hisoka is a dangerous person.

"Master..."

"Don't worry, my 'intersection' with him is limited to fighting, and I won't lose."

Mo You seemed to be able to guess what Men Qi wanted to say, so he spoke first.

"Ah."

Men Qi nodded silently.

It's just that his eyes still glanced at the direction Hisoka left.

Compared with the few telekinetics she met in the ruins, the Hisoka she came into contact with today gave her a more dangerous sense.

"Let's go and sign up."

Moyou's voice brought Menqi's thoughts back to reality.

Then, the two lined up again.

Even though it was past four o'clock in the afternoon, there were still many people queuing up to sign up.

Moyou and Menqi waited for more than an hour to complete the registration.

In order to rise to the [-]th floor as soon as possible, Moyou continued the name of "Yil Fan" in the second registration.

The same is true of Menqi.

After completing the registration, Mo You and Men Qi went straight to the preliminary competition venue on the first floor.

As the evening approached, many arenas in the venue were still operating at high load, and there were still many contestants waiting to be matched in the auditorium.

This is Sky Arena, a fighter's paradise.

After waiting in the auditorium for about half an hour, Mo You and Men Qi were assigned to the ring successively.

Mo You had just arrived in the ring, and the referee in charge of the preliminary match was looking at him with surprise.

According to the information query of the machine in hand, the referee already knew that Moyou was the Yier fan who broke through to the [-]th floor with all victories and won the "ten victories" more than a year ago.

At that time, countless audiences in the Sky Arena were looking forward to which host Moyou would challenge.

In the end, Moyou disappeared for no apparent reason.

Unexpectedly, after more than a year, I could see the return of "Il fans" in the preliminary venue.

The referee was overwhelmed and pretended to be calm to announce the start of the preliminary round.

As soon as his voice fell, Moyou immediately kicked the opponent out of the preliminary round.

"..."

The referee stiffened his neck and looked at the unlucky guy who was kicked out of the field by Moyou, obviously in a deep coma.

Although it was an expected result, the end of the game was really too fast.

Moyou looked at the referee, waiting for the verdict.

Noticing Moyou's gaze, the referee came back to his senses, and quickly used the machine in his hand to print out the receipt, and sent Moyou directly to the [-]th floor.

That's right.

According to past competition records, only one preliminary round can directly advance to the [-]th floor.

Moyou took the ticket, nodded towards the referee, then turned and left.

in the audience.

A young man with white short hair and handsome features looked at Moyou's back as he walked towards the aisle, his agate green eyes couldn't hide his shock.

The young man's name is Huashi Doulang, and he is a preliminary contestant who has just signed up for the Sky Arena.

While waiting for the match, he accidentally saw the fighting situation in the ring where Moyou was.

Then--

He didn't even see Moyou's figure clearly, but he saw Moyou's opponent fly out of the ring inexplicably and fell heavily to the ground.

Because the unlucky guy was put on a stretcher instead of directly covered with a white cloth, it can be deduced that the unlucky guy just fell into a coma.

This is exactly what shocked Huashi Doulang the most.

In his opinion, Moyou's offensive, which is difficult to see with the naked eye, requires extremely strong speed support, so when attacking, he can easily kill an opponent who has not reacted.

But Moyou "intentionally" controlled his strength in that situation, and in the end he just stunned his opponent.

Realizing this, Huashi Doulang was suddenly shocked.

"Okay, so strong... Sure enough, there are people out there."

Huashi Doulang slowly lowered his head, looking at his uncontrollably trembling hands.

I don't know whether to be in awe of the power of others, or excited to see the door to a new world that is open.

the other side.

Men Qi easily defeated her opponent, but was sent directly to the [-]th floor by the referee.

Mo You and Men Qi left the venue of the preliminary competition, went straight to the service window on the [-]th floor, exchanged the bonus, and registered for the next competition by the way.

After that, the two did not go to the single room arranged by the Sky Arena, but directly checked into the hotel outside.

Returning to the Sky Arena this time, at least a few hundred million more monies can be earned, so naturally they can spend money lavishly.

In terms of food, Men Qi didn't even care about spending. With the convenience brought by the hunter's license, she spent a lot of money ordering a lot of rare ingredients at the "Lin Nie Food Market".

Even if she spends all the money in the account to order ingredients, Moyou will contribute to her account.

Because when it comes to eating, Moyou and Menqi are never ambiguous.

This is probably one of the few rigid needs in their daily life.

That night.

Moyou's registration was responded to and the competition was scheduled for [-] pm the next day.

At the same time, because of Moyu's return, the Sky Arena started the warm-up without hesitation.

With the theme of "that man's return", advertisements were placed in various halls of the Sky Arena, and even on the hotline channel in this city, so as to warm up the game at [-] pm the next day.

In less than an hour, the audience who were keen on the Sky Arena learned about Moyu's return.

"Il fans are back?! God, I thought he had an accident..."

"So am I. After the sudden disappearance of Il fans, even if I just saw some reports on the TV news channels of some unknown people dying on the street in this city, I would subconsciously think that they might be Il fans."

"It turns out that Yiermi is not dead, he is still alive! And he is back!!!"

"Wait, who are the Il fans you guys are talking about?"

"Hey, when tomorrow's game starts, you'll know who he is!"

"???"

All of a sudden, everywhere in the city was talking about the return of "Ilmi".

And the people who care most about this matter are no different from the group of sky arena hosts sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai.

They are all the best from among thousands of contestants, and they finally came to the top of the sky arena in the name of "landlord".

Just to keep this position, they have to face the challenge from the "Ten Winners" at any time.

If unfortunately defeated, they will lose the hard-won position of landlord.

It can be said--

It's hard to be a landlord.

It is even more difficult to defend the position of the landlord.

And the return of "Il fans" directly attracted the attention of these hosts.

They had been in the Sky Arena for many years before they got their current status. They naturally knew Moyou, who was hailed as the strongest dark horse more than a year ago.

At the beginning, after Moyou won ten victories, the landlords were ready to fight.

At that time, none of them actually wanted to be selected by Moyou.

Now, the same is true.

The next day.

The eve of the game.

Moyo stood alone in the weapons room.

Surrounded by shelves full of various weapons, and even on the walls, all kinds of cold weapons are hung.

After reaching the [-]th floor, contestants can use weapons freely.

Moyou glanced at the dazzling array of weapons in the weapon room, and soon, his eyes rested on a long knife with a sheath.

He walked over and picked up the long knife from the shelf.

Clang——

Pulling the knife out of its sheath, he immediately put it back on the shelf without looking at the long knife.

"It feels about the same."

Moyou stared at the scabbard, his thoughts moved slightly, and a ball of thought power floated in his palm, which materialized into a black knife in the blink of an eye.

Afterwards, he tried inserting the black knife into the scabbard. Although it couldn't fit tightly, it was generally fine.

"Barely appropriate."

Moyou drew the knife back and forth and put it back into its sheath, and it took four or five attempts before he stopped.

The purpose of coming to the weapon room to find a roughly suitable scabbard was to cover up the information that the black knife was a materialization item.

This approach may not be effective, but it is always a preparation.

Holding the black knife with scabbard in his left hand, Moyu glanced at the clock on the wall, it was still a few minutes before his match started.

"Sisso will definitely come to my games."

Moyou smiled slightly and walked towards the door.

Starting from today's game, he will always carry the black sword with sheath on his body until he wins "Ten Wins".

Presumably by then, some misunderstandings should be created.

After a while.

Moyou walked through the passage and came to the venue.

With his appearance, the audience suddenly burst into cheers.

But still far from Hisoka's game yesterday.

Facing the cheers from all directions, Moyou came to the ring.

His opponent this time is actually a person with the ability to use a knife.

If I remember correctly, it was called Alva.

Moyou glanced at the opponent, recalling the game notification information at that time.

Alva was also looking at Moyou, and his eyes flicked over the knife held by Moyou in his left hand, feeling gloomy for a while.

in the audience.

Hisoka looked at the knife in Moyu's hand with great interest.

During this period of time that he didn't know, did Moyu's "growth" lie on this knife?
Hisoka thought to himself.

on the ring.

With the host's introduction sound settled, the game is about to begin.

Countless gazes from the auditorium immediately focused on the ring.

"start!"

The referee waved his hand and made a gesture, then quickly backed away, staring at the two contestants.

Moyu looked at Alva and took the lead in attacking.

He kicked his feet, but rushed towards Alva in a straight line.

Coming to the first game on the [-]th floor...

In other words, he would fight for the speed of light to finish every game before he achieved ten victories.

Moyu rushed to Alva in the blink of an eye.

Alva's pupils shrank, followed his own reaction, and decisively swung his knife at Moyou who came in front of him.

call out--

Moyou stepped on his feet and bent his feet, while avoiding the attack, he turned around and appeared behind Alva.

"all done"

Moyou's eyes were lowered, his right hand was clinging to the handle of the knife, and the pure killing intent from the depths of his consciousness erupted instantly, bombarding the back of Alva's neck.

Alva lost the opportunity and didn't have time to defend, so he felt a linear chill across his neck when he was stunned.

"It's over..."

Having experienced many battles, he intuitively had the cognition of "being beheaded with a single knife" at this moment.

Then--

While his mind was in a state of turmoil, his eyes went dark, and he simply lost consciousness like this, and fell heavily on the ring.

The entire venue was so quiet at this moment that a needle could be heard.

because--

They saw that Moyu just clung to the handle of the knife with his right hand, and did not draw the knife from the beginning to the end, but Alva suddenly lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

Almost all the audience were shocked by this weird scene and were speechless.

After counting interest.

The host's shocked voice resounded through the audience.

"What, the Ilfan player who circled behind Alva hasn't even made an attack yet, but Alva fell down inexplicably!!!"

"What the hell does this happen!!!"

In the entire venue, only the host's voice echoed.

No one knew what happened, they could only stare blankly at Moyou on the ring.

Even the referees watching the battle at close range didn't know what was going on.

Because it is true that Moyu did not make a move, and he did not hear the sound of the long knife being unsheathed, and Alva did not have any injuries.

When the referee was puzzled and shocked, he hurriedly stepped forward to check Alva's situation, thus confirming that Alva had lost consciousness.

He gets up and announces that Moyu has won.

Suddenly,

There was an uproar!

what's going on! ?

　The Phantom Troupe memoir is over.

I still want to see what's going on in the future, maybe I can write something, but it's a pity...

　
(End of this chapter)