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"Master, you will be angry with a master like you." The old man still said respectfully, and he couldn't see any rudeness in his every move.

"I'm not free, let's talk about it next time I have a chance." Ivan sighed helplessly again, what is this!

"Since the young master has the game, I think the master will be very happy. I will report to the master first." The old man said respectfully. As soon as the voice fell, the whole person disappeared in the corridor, silently, as if it had never existed.

That night, Ivan never thought that there would be a moment when others would recognize him as his son, and then he seriously rejected Jed's idea of ​​wanting to be a father.

Who knows that there is no use for eggs, he believes that Ivan is his adopted son, and will inherit all his inheritance and will in the future, and surpass his existence, which makes Ivan very depressed. If he can't beat him, he would have blasted him. Up.

With the idea that I can't afford to provoke and hide, Ivan has made up his mind to end the ten battles as soon as possible, and leave when he eats the sky fruit, otherwise he faces this guy who has come to the door and does not know who it is. Nor would he want to fight so eagerly.

As for the idea of ​​encountering hard stubbles in the Sky Arena, Ivan has never thought about this problem. His combat effectiveness is already at the top level in the world. Although there are still many who can kill him, I want to meet here. It is really difficult to get to the opponent, which is equivalent to being killed by a meteorite while walking on the road.

Before seeing and hearing color domineering sweeping the entire city, only two people can perceive, two of them have already met, the rest may be strong for others, but really weak for Ivan Chickens.

"Who, let's go." Ivan said to Waghun, who was stunned and sweating.

"Guru!" Waglie swallowed a mouthful of saliva. At this time, his whole body had already been soaked in cold sweat, and his pupils kept shaking.

Through the peripheral light, he just saw the old man standing next to him. As the head of the Flamingo Slave Hunting Group, he didn't know how the big man looked. The old man in front of him was serving that terrifying existence. The strong.

At the end of the ten guys, Tiger Hall, nicknamed the Blood Tiger, such a strong man actually called the young devil in front of him, what this means is self-evident.

Suddenly, Waggon thought of the reward of 100,000 gold coins. This did not mean that the other party had no background, but that the background was so strong that he didn't care about money. The death reward of 10,000 gold coins was most likely an experience for the other party.

Using all the lives of the strong in the dark world to irrigate this most delicate flower is very much like what the Ten Men will do to cultivate the offspring.

And he stupidly fell into this matter, becoming one of the nutrients for this guy's growth, thinking about how Waghun wouldn't sweat all over his body here.

Whatever the idea of ​​making a fortune, what won the appreciation of Master Doflamingo, was left behind by him at this moment, and it would be good to survive without being killed.

It's a pity that Ivan can't observe other people's thoughts, otherwise he would definitely be stunned by Waghun's wonderful brains, and then it would be a shame to say that such brains would not write novels.

'Tread...' footsteps sounded, and Ivan crossed the Wag Hunter who was stunned in place.

"Run!" This idea popped up in Waghun's mind instantly, and stepped out with his right foot, ready to take action for it, but the next moment, the monstrous murderous aura swept the entire passage without covering up.

Facing such a terrifying murderous intent, Waghun's right foot didn't move. At this moment, he seemed to see a peerless beast staring at him. If he dared to act rashly, then the next moment he would tear. Cracked, blood splashed across the corridor.

"Go to the ring for a match, let you go if you win," Ivan said, turning his head.

From what Wag Hunter said from the beginning, Ivan knew that this guy had been staring at him for a long time, and that he had an unconcealable odor, which he hated.

Within a few minutes, Ivan came to the registration office on the 200th floor. On one side of the sofa, there were a few guys who seemed to be doing nothing. The corner of my eye looked at Ivan, and it seemed to be contemptuous. Is thinking about something.

"Mr. Ivan, congratulations on reaching the top two hundred floors and becoming a permanent guest of our Sky Arena. There will be no rewards for battles above two hundred floors. All the masters here are fighting for honor.

The battle rules above two hundred levels will be different from the previous ones. What needs to be noted is that during the battle, players are allowed to use any weapon to attack the opponent, except for large-scale thermal weapons.

When newcomers are promoted to two hundred floors, there will be a one-month protection period. During this period, you can watch other people's battles and accumulate experience without participating in any battles.

If you win ten games, you will be presented with prizes from the Sky Arena, a territory, a permanent first level of the Sky Arena, and a billion guilds. Of course, if you are defeated, the level master will be taken back. And other rewards remain unchanged.

Similarly, if you lose three games before ten victories, you will lose your qualification as a player in the Sky Arena. Now please take out the player card and we will replace you with a 200-layer player exclusive card. ."

"Oh, this way, I will challenge the guy behind me, can I arrange it right away?" Ivan pointed to Waglie behind him.

"Ale??" The staff at the counter took the new card in his hand and looked at Ivan and the invisible Waghunt behind him.

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For the battle in front of him, many people were surprised. A newly promoted newcomer directly challenged the two-hundred-level master Waghun. Such a thing is really rare.

"Hehe, it really made Waghunt a victory for nothing." Someone in the audience laughed.

"Who said no, there are only two opportunities left, and I won't let you." Another person said.

In battles over two hundred floors, the viewers have changed. Without the ordinary people at the bottom, all the viewers are either those who are capable of thinking or the top powers who know the power of thinking.

When watching battles, many people with good mental abilities will be hired as bodyguards by powerful and powerful people to protect themselves from the assassinations of other people with mental abilities, or they can help them dispose of some dirty things.

With the endorsement of the Sky Arena, the rich and powerful are here to hire people to protect their safety. This is where the Sky Arena really makes money. The huge gaming industry under the two hundred floors is just an addition.

The vast majority of the powerful are related to the Sky Arena, like a big net spreading out, firmly bonding the powerful in the entire Nile Continent, forming an invisible force of terror.

Ten forces secretly control the entire Nile Continent, and the owner of these ten forces is called the Ten Men, the invisible emperor who secretly controls the entire continent.