Pirate's Infinite Wings

The prize money of the Sky Arena is very high, starting from the first floor to the 200th floor, you can get nearly 200 million ringlets.

At the registration window on the 150th floor, the lady at the window explained some of the rules, "Mr. Fang Lang, there are specially allocated rooms above the 100th floor. Your room is the same as your entry number. It is the number 2014. This is your key."

Fang Lang took it and thanked him, "Thank you."

"Also, you directly ascended from the 1st floor. Let me explain to you that the Sky Arena uses a climbing system. For example, if you win a game on the 150th floor, you can rise to the 160th floor. If you lose, you have to go to the 140th floor. If you fall to the 90th floor, the room allocated to you will also be recycled."

"Okay, I see." Fang Lang nodded.

"Finally, you were not harmed in the ring on the 1st floor. The committee can arrange another game for you today. Do you want to participate?" The window lady said with a smile.

"Can I participate in 2 games a day?" Fang Lang asked.

"Yes, if you win the first game and are not hurt, you can arrange up to 2 games in a day."

"Well, arrange another one for me today."

"Understood." The window lady entered in front of the computer for a while, and then took a ticket to Fang Lang and said: "This is your registration certificate. Please go to the next room and wait for a while. The broadcast will inform you. , I wish you victory."

"Thank you, thank you." Fang Lang left the other party with a hearty smile, and then took the registration certificate and walked into the next room.

It is not so much a lounge, as it is a fitness center, which contains a lot of fitness equipment, which allows the contestants to prepare for exercise.

Fang Lang found a stool to sit down, and it didn't take long before Bisji also walked in.

"If you hit the 200th floor or above, you will be given a luxurious room, comparable to a presidential suite in a five-star hotel." As soon as he walked in, Bisji said.

"Actually I am more curious, who is the boss of this Sky Arena?" Fang Lang raised his eyebrows.

"Who knows, you can use the intelligence website to check it, maybe you can get what you want." After a pause, Bisji whispered, "But I can tell that behind the arena, there are national-level forces standing."

"Ahem, I'm just curious and didn't want to do anything." Fang Lang gave a dry cough.

"Don't talk about it, what have you learned about the four major industries?" Bisji dragged her chin, looked at Fang Lang, and asked casually.

"The basics are learned."

"Have you learned the basics?" Bisji was a little surprised.

"Yes."

"Then, what can you see with this?" As he said, Bisji stretched out her index finger.

Fang Lang squinted his eyes, felt for a moment, and he could feel the presence of qi venting on Bisji's index finger.

But if there was something, Fang Lang couldn't see it.

"That's it, I probably understand your learning progress." Bisji retracted her finger and smiled: "In short, it is too early to learn the application skills of the four major lines. You can fight with mind first, and I will watch it. "

"To ordinary people?" Fang Lang was surprised.

"Idiot, I said to wait for you after the 200th floor." Bisji said grimly.

At this moment, a voice came from the radio.

"Contestant No. 1064 and Contestant No. 2014, please go to the 156th floor B Arena to participate in the competition. Repeat..."

Hearing this broadcast, Fang Lang said hello to Bizuki, and then set off.

He took the elevator to the 156th floor and found Arena B. Fang Lang took out his participation certificate and was allowed to enter the competition.

Unlike the small fights on the 1st floor, there are already a lot of spectators in the 150-level competitions. Fang Lang visually estimated that at least 30,000 people were watching the game. Of course, compared to the huge auditorium, there were only 30,000 people. One of the seats is not full.

"Don't look around, kid, your opponent is my uncle!"

An arrogant voice came, and Fang Lang withdrew his gaze and looked at his opponent.

A man in his twenties, with blond hair, and wearing a strong suit perfect for fighting.

Judging from the momentum alone, it is indeed not at the same level as the players I have seen before, at least for the average person, the opponent is already very good.

At this time, a shout came from the interpretation department.

"Audience friends, I’m explaining Liz, and I’m going to explain to you the 150-story lift. First, the blue player Locke. This name must be familiar to everyone. Locke is a 150-story veteran player. He rose to the 190th floor for the second time, and his strength far surpassed the rest of the players at the same stage. However, his luck has been bad and he did not have a chance to rise to the 200th floor. This time he made a comeback again, let us send blessings.

"Secondly, it is the red player Fang Lang. Everyone has never heard of this name. In fact, I just learned that Fang Lang was directly assigned to the 150th floor in the first-level qualifying match. This is relatively rare. The judges at the time seemed to favor the Italian Fang Lang player, but as a newcomer, he suddenly ran into veteran fighters. Should he say that he was out of luck, or was he too lucky?"

"In short, the game will start right away. Please audience friends, press the guessing machine at hand to place a bet. The betting time is ten seconds. Go!"

The scene suddenly became lively, and the commentary set off the scene very well.

Fang Lang raised his head and looked at the big screen. At this time, two people's heads appeared on the big screen, Fang Lang and Locke.

The odds of the two also changed rapidly, in just ten seconds, and finally freeze.

Locke, 0.815.

Fang Lang, 3.185.

"Oh, Fang Lang, as a newcomer, is overwhelmingly disfavored. The odds reach 3.185. It seems that the audience thinks Locke will win. Then whoever will win, please wait and see." The female commentator said in surprise. .

At the same time, the judge glanced at the two of them and said: "Fang Lang, this is your first time participating in the competition. I will tell you the rules."

The competition adopts the TKO system.

CleanHit, excellent attack, score one point.

CriticalHit, precise attack, scored two points.

Down, make the opponent fall to the ground, stand up after the judge begins to count, plus one point.

Which side gets ten points first, which side wins.

Of course, a KO is also possible.

"I understand." Fang Lang nodded.

"So, let's start!" The judge didn't say much, waving his hand to indicate the start of the game.

And at the moment he waved his hand, Locke had already rushed towards Fang Lang, sneering in his mouth: "Newcomer? Let me teach you how to survive here!"

For Locke's first attack, strong cheers erupted from the audience. For them, Locke won, and they had money.

"Tsk tusk, I knew I should bet on myself, but it's a pity, maybe I won't have that good chance afterwards."

Fang Lang sighed inwardly, turned sideways at the moment the opponent attacked, aligning his front to Locke's back, and then retracted his feet. At this time, he was already present on Locke's back.

In an instant, Fang Lang's hand knife hit Locke on the neck.

With a bang, Locke didn't even scream and fell directly to the ground.

At the moment of coma, he only felt that his brain was spinning like a whirlpool.

All this happened in an instant. Before the judge blinked, Locke punched Fang Lang. After the blink of an eye, Locke fell to the ground and was unconscious.

"One, one KO!" After watching Locke for three full seconds, the judge announced loudly: "Winner, Fang Lang!"

For this victory, Fang Lang was not at all happy. It was natural. The only feeling was a pity. With an odds of 3.185, it would be more than a hundred million jin?Even if the odds will be lowered, doubling the odds will definitely be fine.

Shaking his hand, Fang Lang left the playing field.

Bisji on the other side also won easily. The two met in the elevator, and the room allocation was also very close, almost across the door.

Fang Lang is 2014 and Bisji is 2015.

Time flew by, and in the afternoon two days later, Fang Lang once again knocked out his opponent and finally obtained the 200th floor login qualification...