Pirate's Infinite Wings

It's not surprising that someone provokes the 200th floor.

Fang Lang didn't plan to pay attention to these three people. He rolled his eyes and walked to the registration window on the side to hand out his registration qualifications.

"Mr. Fang Lang, you won the 190th floor. You are eligible for registration. Now enter the data for you." The registration lady at the window said very calmly, "The 190th floor of the competition will also be credited to your designated account."

After a pause, while working, she explained: "There will be no prize money for games above the 200th floor, and everyone will fight for honor. Correspondingly, your residence, we will provide a deluxe room here, as long as you are on the 200th floor. Register the players and you can use it for free."

"There are currently 169 players with more than 200 levels logged in, including you. The competition system is still the TKO system. The difference is that the'application combat system' is used here, and each person has 90 days of battle preparation. You can choose to participate in the competition on any day during this period. After each battle, you will get a recalculated 90-day battle preparation period. However, if you do not participate in the battle within the prescribed 90 days, you will lose your qualifications."

Speaking of this, the registration lady handed out the new key from the window, "The last point, for promotion above 200 floors, you need to win 10 victories. After 10 victories, you will be eligible to challenge the host, from the 220th floor to On the 250th floor, there is a host on each floor. If you win the host, you can get the right to control everything on that floor. However, if you lose 4 battles before 10 victories, you will If you are disqualified, please start from the beginning on the first floor."

"So, I understand." Fang Lang nodded and took the key.

"Then, you have obtained a 90-day battle preparation period from now on. Please be sure to come to me to apply for a battle within 90 days." The registration lady does not seem to laugh, and speaks very indifferently, "Finally, I wish you Save your life. The 200th floor has the world's top medical equipment. As long as you pay enough, the probability of saving your life will be very high. Just like the three gentlemen around you. If you need this service, here is the form. fill……"

Halfway through her words, Fang Lang interrupted with a smile, "Are all the newcomers here like this?"

"Ah...?" The registration lady was slightly startled. She expected Fang Lang would ask, but the question asked was unexpected.

"I heard that there are two different worlds above and below the 200th floor. Newcomers who have just arrived will be taken care of in this way?" Fang Lang raised his eyebrows.

"Yes."

"You don't care about me?"

"No, I will explain to you that the rules are my duty, including medical services..."

"It just doesn't look good on me, beauty," Fang Lang teased the woman intentionally, "Well, I am applying to fight now, and the time is tomorrow. If I win, eat dinner with me, how...!?"

"Idiot, did you forget your business?" Bisji said angrily, and couldn't help but punch Fang Lang.

"Ahem... Habitual."

"What bad habit is this!?"

Fang Lang gave a dry laugh, and then seriously said: "Miss, I am registering now, and the time is tomorrow."

"This...well, you are such an interesting person." The registration lady showed a faint chuckle, took out the form to Fang Lang, and was about to hand it out.

"Ah, you can write it for me, I said, you can write it for me." Fang Lang stopped, he was not familiar with the hunter's writing, and he was afraid that he would show his feet, "I will sign the name myself."

"...Sure." After hesitating, the registration lady nodded.

The content of the registration is very simple, just apply to fight, write a date, and sign a name.

After Fang Lang registered, the three people who had been standing behind Fang Lang and hadn't left walked up.

"Miss, it just happened to be boring lately, so please register for me too. The time is tomorrow." Li Beiduo sneered three times, but looked at Fang Lang closely.

Upon hearing this, the registration lady frowned, and a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes, but she still did what she was responsible for.

"Are you going to fight me?" Fang Lang looked at Libei a few more times, nodded, and said, "Forget it, it's okay. Although the level may be lower, it's good to familiarize me with the battle of mindfulness."

After speaking, he waved his hand and turned to leave regardless of Libeiduo's gloomy face.

"Good stuff, you can't swallow it alone!" The one-armed man warned softly.

"Be at ease, the battle begins tomorrow, I will let him agree to the next game." Li Beiduo said viciously.

After registering, the three of them glanced at Bisji, then turned and left without paying attention.

Just a little girl, don't care, under Fang Lang's aura, they couldn't even notice Bisji who could not walk through the mountains and leak.

"Help me to register too." Watching the three people leave, Bisji turned to the registration lady and said, "Although I am not interested in fighting, I still need a luxurious room here."

"Okay." The registration lady didn't seem to hear what Bisquite was talking about. As a result, the registration qualifications began to enter. After a while, the color changed, and she said in horror: "You are Bisquite Coolluja, before the 244th floor. The original poster, more than twenty years ago..."

at the same time.

Fang Lang found his deluxe room, which was different from the previous one. This time, the room was called deluxe.

The decoration and furniture need not be said much. A large comfortable bed is against the wall, and in the living room, there is a large floor-to-ceiling window. Almost the entire wall is made of high-quality glass. Standing at the window, you can see the entire city.

The night city is feasting.

Fang Lang looked at it for a while, then whispered to himself: "Cultivate."

Muttering, he sat cross-legged on the ground and fell into a Zen state.

Breathe naturally and blend with nature.

In this state, the mind is as calm as water, and the qi in the body is like a quietly flowing stream, passing from the internal organs to the limbs.

The pores of the whole body opened naturally, and the whole person gradually exuded breath, and then burst out in one breath!

There was a strong wind in the room, and maintaining this state for one second was like running a distance of 100 meters.

This state is called "training", which explodes the qi in the body in one breath.

It's like a water bag that opens a hole to squeeze the water out, but the water bag has a limit of amount. If you squeeze it, it will eventually run out.

However, one hour passed, two hours passed... Fang Lang maintained this state.

Until 7 o’clock, Fang Lang opened his eyes, “A general novice, a novice who has just started to learn the four major professions, can maintain training for at most ten minutes. After several months of exercise, it may reach one or two hours, but I only have a week. It can last for more than four hours. The reason..."

The reason is simple, because Fang Lang knows Zen.

Zen, sword meditation, and sitting meditation are all the same principle, and his own body is extraordinary, and his practice is twice the result.

"But the amount of qi is still too small, we need more, more!" Fang Lang thought to himself, and then stood up, "Forget it, let's go to eat first, the physical strength to maintain training is too scary."

After making the decision, Fang Lang went to the restaurant in the building to have a meal, then returned to continue exercising.

This time, Fang Lang did not explode his training to the limit, but tended to stabilize.

Sitting in meditation this way until the next day.

The next day.

On the 233rd floor, Arena A, Fang Lang ushered in the first battle of the ability to read...