Miwu is different from other opponents. His superb martial arts strength is indeed demonstrated in his sword skills, and his weak thoughts are dozens of times more lethal in his hands.

The mist did not disappoint him. He came to visit him as soon as he woke up. This is the pride of a warrior.

"I am very grateful for giving me a new opportunity. I have entered this realm without any regrets." A happy smile showed on Miwu's very old face.

Krululu knew that he had understood what he meant, and this was the purpose of letting him go.

Krulru confirmed with him again

"Are you my opponent in the tenth game?"

"It can only be me, and it will only be me. Even if you let me live, I will go all out and won't just leave you this trace like this time."

Misty gestured to the knife marks on Krulru's face that had not recovered.

The attached knife marks made his face look a little ferocious, and there was a hint of excitement in his originally cold voice.

"I'm waiting for you!"

Mist relied on the temporary pressure to break through, making Krulru let him go with great expectations, looking forward to the next battle.

After leaving Krulru's room, Misty did not return to his room. He simply left the Sky Arena.

From the 200th floor, with Krululu's strength, you can naturally see him leaving the Sky Arena, but Krullu believes that this old man with sharp body will definitely come back and bring him a huge surprise.

He tapped his fingers on the cold floor-to-ceiling windows, feeling as cold as his heart.

"President, he has won 6 games in a row, and the two-star bounty hunter Milado also lost to him."

"With Mirado's age and physical degeneration, she doesn't need much time anymore, right? She lost to a newcomer!"

Nitro sighed, his old friend had also fallen into this situation, and even he would gradually lose to time.

"President, Milado asked me to give this to you."

The bean-faced man handed a wooden box forward.

A letter and a hunter’s certificate.

Nitro read the letter and put it aside.

The old friend from the past has finally taken that step, but is this letter a farewell?

"Miladuo, after all these years, you are still so unwilling to admit defeat."

"The bean-faced man, continue to pay attention to him. If he plans to challenge the main floor, say hello over there and free up my schedule."

"President, what are your plans..."

Doumianren wanted to say no, but it was useless. It seemed that he would have to work overtime again.

On the other side, beat the enemy and the Hakka family

Jie Nuo looked at the people in the video and was filled with emotion. The young people back then grew up so fast. Even though Milado's current strength was not even the same, he was still a martial artist from his father's generation.

Glancing at his silly son sitting beside him, Jie Nuo could already imagine that Xiba's life would not be easy in the future. A little monster had already set his sights on him.

It’s December soon, and it’s nearing the end of the year.

As winter approaches, the temperature gradually drops. Only the Sky Arena seems to be unaffected, and the lively atmosphere isolates the winter from the outside.

Krulru was wearing a silver-gray down jacket, which was not very heavy. This level of coldness had no effect on his mental ability. He just wanted to wear it once. In Meteor Street, a down jacket was something that none of them dared to imagine.<

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In fact, the winter in Meteor Street is very cold. Every winter, Krulru can only keep warm with his close friends. Occasionally, finding a piece of intact cotton cloth can make the two of them spend the entire winter happily.

The purple hair covered his fur collar, and some of it was blown by the sharp cold wind on his face. He combed and combed it, and looking at the long purple hair, he thought it was almost time to cut off some of it.

From July to December, the hair that Bisji cut for him when they separated has grown back. He has changed like a long hair. There have been too many changes. Now that Bisji sees him, the other person may not even recognize him.

Come out.

Unknowingly, he returned to the Sky Arena. Someone in the hall saw him and their eyes became hot.

Ah, he forgot how popular he is now. With the end of the battle with the mist, he won two more consecutive victories. His 8-game winning streak pushed him into the eyes of all players on the 200th floor.

As the injury on his face recovered, he won all the female fans in the 200th floor just by his appearance, not to mention his strong strength. The outside media called him a candidate for the poster. As long as he has two more wins,

The media will praise him to the sky.

The packed audience gave both Sky Arena and Krull a big mouthful of meat, and the media would naturally not miss it. There were a lot of people wanting to interview him every day. If they didn't live in the Sky Arena, they would have to go to the toilet to eat.

Someone wants to chase him for an interview.

"Krullu player, I am your loyal audience, can you sign your autograph for me?"

The little girl stood in front of him enthusiastically, ignoring his indifferent expression, and handed over a pen and pink notebook.

With her happy expression, Klulu signed the only exclusive signature of "Klulu Cormacini" on her pink notebook.

Too much like the same person.

"Ah, great, I got Krulru's autograph."

As the girl screamed with joy, the whole hall exploded.

A bunch of fanatical people gathered around.

He has no choice but to avoid these annoying guys. If he could kill everyone else, this is the Sky Arena. He has no intention of breaking up with this place. It's not worth it.

The ninth battle is scheduled for the end of December. Almost no players on the 200th floor are willing to face him, but those who are approaching the preparation deadline have to register. Someone will eventually face him.

In the pink room, the girl or woman looked at the names of the people about to fight and felt cold all over. The despair from the bottom of her heart made her fall on the bed, her little feet flopping.

"Why did I get matched with him? How could I be so unlucky? No, I won't fight him."

The woman is the popular player K, but without the armor, she looks like a 10-year-old girl, and no one would think of her from the armor.

K still remembers what happened on that rainy night. Wells defeated her as a toy. How did Wells, who was called a wild beast and a wild beast, die? He was beheaded in just an instant. He looked at her with that terrifying look in his eyes.

, she couldn't even control her body, it was this guy, Krulru, under his beautiful skin was an awakened evil ghost.

Even though she knew who killed Wells, she didn't dare to tell anyone. What would happen if she told someone and let an evil ghost target her? She never wanted to face those dark eyes again.

This is no wonder K. In the arena, the five opponents who died under Krululu had no resistance. Even if they wanted to admit defeat, they would be killed by him. The 200-level TKO judgment seemed to not exist for him.

Now all the players on the 200th floor are counting on this monster to go up and fight the poster, and give them a normal 200th floor.
Chapter completed!