Pirates: King of the World From the White Town

Instant kill, instant kill, or a fucking instant kill!

Abel easily advanced to the 120th floor with just one finger.

Then he met an 'acquaintance'.

This time Abel's opponent was one of the three who laughed at him at the registration desk downstairs.

"Looks like I'm lucky."

"It turned out to be you. It seems that your luck is not very good."

Just when Abel felt that God wanted him to teach him how to be polite, the guy in front of him also recognized him and smiled with confidence.

Obviously this guy didn't see Abel's previous situation in the ring.

And the other two also came, cheering on the audience.

Of course, the cynicism towards Abel is also indispensable.

"Sure enough, bugs or something should be killed directly, otherwise it will be very annoying to keep buzzing in the ear."

Abel muttered something to himself, without paying attention to the other party at all.

As the battle began, Abel, who had been waiting for the opponent to make the first move, chose to attack for the first time.

The guy who was full of confidence just now felt that he just blinked his eyes, why did he come in front of him? !

At this time, one of Abel's fingers was already pressing on his chest.

Then he looked over the product and adjusted the angle slightly.

Boom!

A figure flew out of the ring in an instant and crashed into the auditorium.

Two are below and one is above.

The three people smashed into the wall in the form of stacking arhats like this.

No. 1, whose chest collapsed, was obviously dead.

No. 2 and No. 3 have broken an unknown number of bones in their bodies. They also have too much air intake and less air output, and they are about to die.

In a panic, the doctor ran over and began to rescue.

"The verdict can be pronounced."

Abel, who looked away, awakened the bewildered referee with a single sentence.

"Uh, player Abel won!"

Since it is a fighting arena, of course there will inevitably be casualties.

Therefore, each contestant will also sign a waiver agreement when registering in advance.

However, it is still very rare for spectators to be crushed to death by players who were sent flying.

But obviously the responsibility does not lie with the players, or the organizers did not take protective measures.

Therefore, the staff of the Sky Arena did not embarrass anyone, but was ready to make compensation.

Sorry, that's what money does.

As for Abel, who dealt with a few small bugs casually, he didn't have any special emotional fluctuations, but felt that his ears were much quieter.

After Abel knocked his opponent into the auditorium twice and caused casualties, all the arenas he participated in will have enhanced protection measures and erected barriers.

This is not to protect the players, but to protect the audience

There is no one anymore.

After overcoming obstacles all the way, Abel reached the 190th floor without much effort.

Since he used one finger to instantly kill his opponent every time, he also attracted the attention of countless audiences, and he was initially famous.

Many people are looking forward to what kind of opponent can make it show its true skills.

In fact, at this point, if the contestants are here for money, it can already be over.

Because there will be no bonuses at any higher level, all players who fight for honor and reputation.

But obviously these 190 floors are still far from Abel's goal.

"The winner is 'Finger of God' Abel!"

"Oh, Abel! Abel!"

"Too strong, this guy is really too strong!"

"Ahhh, so handsome! I want to give birth to a monkey for you!"

"Long and handsome, strong, and most importantly, that finger can become his woman, she must be very happy~"

Abel: "."

Um?

Meow meow meow?

Did a wheel run over my face quickly just now?

Abel was extremely speechless, one of the gods. Who gave him the nickname.

It's God's finger!

After the speechless Abel got off the ring, he followed the staff to another service platform.

After hitting 200 floors, it is the real challenge.

The front can be said to be appetizers.

And the challenge rules after the 200th floor are different.

The [Application for Combat System] has been adopted, and each person has a 90-day combat preparation period, and can choose to participate in the competition on any day during this period.

Every time you fight, you can get a recalculated 90-day battle preparation period.

However, if you do not participate in the war within the stipulated 90 days, you will be disqualified.

At this level, as long as you get ten victories, you can pass, but if you lose four games before winning ten games, you will be disqualified.

But if you can win this floor, you can challenge [the landlord], and if you win, you can replace the opponent as the new landlord.

After listening to the lady at the service desk, Abel nodded slightly, and then said: "Then help me arrange it, the sooner the better."

"Ah? Are you sure? Apply for the next battle now?"

"Yes, no matter who the opponent is. If there is someone, it can start now."

The young lady is helpless, but she must obey the wishes of the contestants.

At this moment, a guy in a cloak and a gas mask walked up quickly and submitted the application form, "I want to apply too."

The young lady gave Abel a sympathetic look, and then started to work.

Because of the [Application for Battle System], there are often some people who will stay here. As long as they see a newcomer submitting a battle application, they will immediately jump out.

In this way, there will be a high probability that they will be arranged in the same group arena, so as to "baptize the newcomer" to win this precious victory on the newcomer.

To put it bluntly, it is bullying.

Abel was also targeted by them.

The cloaked man coldly threatened: "Newcomer, give you a piece of advice, you'd better admit defeat when you're in the arena, otherwise, I won't guarantee that you will become crippled."

Abel laughed immediately after hearing this, "You still have companions, why don't you call them over together? Do you want to eat alone?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean one match is also a date, and three games are also a date. You should not be afraid of a 'newcomer'."

"ha?"

"Since you are in a hurry to find death, then we will not be polite."

A guy who lost his left hand and a cripple who was paralyzed from the lower body came in a wheelchair.

"Eh? But this is against the rules." The young lady struggled a bit.

"I took a look just now, and there should be no clear provisions in this regard in the rules."

Abel said with a smile on his face: "And as long as my losses don't accumulate to 4 games, in principle, I can always apply for matching opponents, can't I?"

"Uh, there is no precedent for this kind of thing, I need to ask for instructions."

Abel needs to complete ten wins as soon as possible, so these guys can be said to come just in time.

If he wasn't afraid that after the first round, the latter two would give up, and he wouldn't embarrass the young lady in front of him.