Hunter: I became stronger even after I died

Ten days later.

Moro arrived at the city where the Sky Arena was located.

The main means of transportation in this world is airships, which are not as efficient as airplanes in the previous life.

It took Moro ten days to travel from Youkexin to another continent across the sea.

Fortunately, the entry requirements of the country where the Sky Arena is located are very low, otherwise it might take more time.

This country seems to have positioned the Sky Arena as the main source of economic resources.

Therefore, almost all incoming passengers come for the Sky Arena.

When Moro entered the city, his first impression was not the towering wonder building standing in the center of the city, but the people everywhere, especially the many people.

No matter where you look, you can see factors related to fighting in shops, souvenirs, food packaging, and even clothes and backpacks on pedestrians.

Moro was in it and intuitively felt why this place was called "Fighting Paradise".

No wonder more than 4,000 fighters go to the Sky Arena to register every day.

The towering tower is like a pyramid made of fame, wealth and fortune, which makes people climb up desperately.

You don't need to stand on the top of the tower. As long as you reach a certain height, you can get countless flowers and cheers.

Not many people can resist such attraction.

Moro felt the unique atmosphere of this city, sighed in his heart, and then went to the city center.

The Sky Arena is a tower-shaped building with a height of 991 meters.

The whole building has 251 floors and is the fourth tallest building in the world.

Here, more than one billion spectators come to watch the game every year, and the ticket revenue alone is an unimaginable number.

Moro came to the registration office of the Sky Arena with a clear goal.

At this moment, there was a long queue at the registration office.

Moro roughly estimated that there were at least two thousand people queuing to register.

There are also facilities such as squares around the registration office, and some very distinctive statues have become popular check-in points for tourists.

So much so that no matter at the registration office or the surrounding venues, you can see a sea of ​​people.

Moro listened to the noise coming from all directions and really didn't have the patience to line up obediently.

He walked out of the line and went straight to the registration office.

On the way, he took the opportunity to observe the people in line.

A pair of eyes was like a tester, identifying the wisps of air that spread toward the sky.

Ordinary people, ordinary people, ordinary people...

Along the way, there was no one Nen ability user.

Although it is not ruled out that they are obviously Nen ability users, but they are disguised as ordinary people.

But it can only be said that this possibility is very low.

Not long after, Moro came to the registration office. There were more than 2,000 people along the way, but there was not a single Nen ability user.

The power of Nen ability...

It is obviously a power that anyone can master as long as they are trained.

However, in the face of the large population base, the number of Nen ability users is pitifully small.

From this point of view, most of the Nen ability users in the Sky Arena are concentrated above the 200th floor.

Speaking of which——

Moro stood beside the team, raised his hand to his chin, lowered his eyes, and pondered the feasibility of a certain plan.

Since even the fighting paradise of the Sky Arena rarely has Nen users, can he be a fruit farmer and baptize the contestants who "meet the screening criteria"...

In this way, Nen users can be created one by one by manpower.

Then, as long as these apples are ripe, they can be picked on the ring.

Moro was thinking, and the staff at the registration office and the people in the queue looked at him with strange eyes.

Moro's unconcealed scrutiny as he walked along attracted the attention of many contestants.

Some people with hot tempers originally wanted to walk out of the queue to teach Moro a lesson.

But when they met Moro's scrutiny, they all felt a sense of pressure for no reason, and then they suppressed their impulsive emotions with self-awareness.

But they remembered Moro deeply.

At this time, the people in the front of the team saw Moro walk all the way to the registration office, and then stood there in deep thought. For a moment, they were all confused and had no idea what Moro wanted to do.

The staff in charge of registration also looked at Moro with curiosity.

After a while.

Moro finished thinking and felt that the "fruit farmer plan" was feasible. He thought that after registering for the competition, he would decide whether to implement this plan depending on the situation.

"Register first."

Moro raised his head and walked straight to a bearded man who was about to fill in the registration information.

The bearded man noticed Moro's approach, and immediately tensed his body like a conditioned reflex, looking at Moro with a vigilant look on his face.

"What... do you want to do?"

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As soon as the words came out, the bearded man realized that he was overreacting.

This is the registration office of the Sky Arena. No one would be stupid enough to cause trouble for no reason, right?

Moro came to the bearded man, took out a stack of banknotes, and said politely: "Hello, I want to buy your position for one million, I wonder if you are willing."

"Ah?"

The bearded man was stunned, and the pen in his hand was fixed in mid-air.

The staff at the registration office did not change their expression and did not urge him.

The people behind the bearded man were all staring with wide eyes.

One million for a monk...

Not too much, not too little.

But in the Sky Arena, you have to reach the 100th floor to get such a big bonus.

The bearded man quickly realized that it was nothing more than rearranging the team, which was much easier than working hard to reach the 100th floor.

"Deal."

The bearded man stuffed the pen into Moro's hand, then took the banknote and walked towards the back of the team without looking back.

Moro took the pen and stood in front of the registration office naturally.

"Welcome to the Sky Arena, please fill in the information here."

The lady at the registration office took away the registration form with the bearded man's name on it very cleverly and replaced it with a new one for Moro.

"Thank you."

Moro smiled at the lady at the registration office and quickly filled in the information with the pen.

In terms of fighting experience, he did not make it up, but wrote that he had no fighting experience.

In fact, he really had no fighting experience. One of the purposes of coming to the Sky Arena was mainly to gain something in this area, so there was no need to take any shortcuts.

After registering the information, Moro went straight to the first floor of the Sky Arena.

As a tower-shaped building, the first floor of the Sky Arena has the largest area, and the fighting arena here has 16 rings.

Every day, contestants who come to register for the competition must participate in the preliminary round here.

Moro found a random seat and sat down.

His arrival immediately attracted the attention of a group of people.

These people came in not long ago. Before registering, they noticed Moro's strange behavior, but they didn't expect that he would cut in line.

Moro ignored these eyes and watched the fight on the ring attentively.

"It's quite good."

Seeing two contestants fighting back and forth on a ring, Moro immediately became interested.

Putting aside the factor of telekinesis, some fighters in this world are still very capable.