"Noah, you should still have an impression of this place. After all, it's the second time you've been here with me."

"Yes, I remember, Master Yilumi."

Just as Noah was busy working in the Federation of Mitnie, two figures in casual clothes walked into the Sky Arena.

"Fighting Holy Land." Ilumi walked in front, looking around the huge Sky Arena Hall, and then asked: "If you now face the guy named Kane, how likely do you have to win?"

"Cain? About 90%."

"Ninety percent? You still have no certainty to win at the moment?" After stopping, Yilumi turned her head in confusion.

"I'm not willing to say too much. The chances of winning can change with the situation of the battle."

"Is that?" Ilumi responded disconcertingly, turned around and walked forward, and asked again: "Then how much chance do you think I will have to win against him now?"

"Young Master, you should have a 50% chance of winning when facing it. If it is an assassination, it will be 100%."

"Ten thousand? Can you tell me so much when you guess the chance of winning?" Yilumi put her hand into her trouser pocket and answered casually.

"This estimate is of course based on the basis of your opinion. According to your method, you must be fully confident in the assassination. Otherwise, you will not take action easily, so I can determine this chance of winning."

A look of satisfaction flashed in Ilumi's eyes and stopped talking.

Looking at Ilumi's back, a smile appeared in Mir's eyes when he walked behind.

Mil enjoyed staying in the days of beating the enemy Hakka. He was able to "resurrect" and re-feel the world, and also appreciate the ability of lyricism and other higher-level things. Mil felt that he had nothing to complain about.

Over the past few days, Mil has trained his psychic ability in various novel ways in Noah's memory every day and fulfilled his various obligations as a housekeeper until a few days ago Ilumi came to the door and took him out of the Killing Mountain.

Unlike Noah, Mil was filled with excitement and joy along the way. He didn't even think too much about Ilumi. For him, going out with his own killer master on the assassination mission was definitely an unprecedented fresh experience.

Ilumi took Mil to buy two tickets to the Sky Arena auditorium, and then the two followed the guidance to the auditorium on the 200th floor.

Below the stepped auditorium is a huge rectangular platform with huge screens on both sides of the platform that clearly display the battles on the platform.

When Ilumi and Mil came, the audience was already full of people. As the next battle was about to begin, there were bursts of eager and excited shouts in the audience.

"Okay, the next game can be said to be quite eye-catching."

Accompanied by the audience's enthusiastic shouts, the beautiful and clear words of the female commentator also spread throughout the audience from the loudspeaker.

"First of all, the record has been unstoppable in the past two days, and has advanced from the first floor to the 200th floor, and has won two games on the 200th floor. It has not lost yet, the rookie, Vulukka."

On the big screen, a black-haired young man with eyes as lightning and a red ribbon tied around his neck appeared. At the same time, the young man's name was clearly written on the lower left corner of the screen: Vulukka

Below this screen, the boy also took the elevator to the ground from bottom to top.

"On the other hand, the strong Bafa Youli player who has experienced six battles and has won all the best results in six battles."

Opposite Vulukka, a man with a body wrapped in a black robe appeared on the screen, who could not see the true face at all. Similarly, this mysterious guy named Bafayouli also took the elevator to reach the ground from below.

"It is worth mentioning that the player Bafa Youli is extremely fierce. The six players he fought against were all defeated because of his death. I wonder if the player Vulukka, who is also winning all the time, can successfully defeat the player Bafa Youli!"

After Vulukka and Bafayouli passed the single-person road in front of both sides and stepped on the platform in the middle, the shouts in the audience increased.

"That guy is the target this time." Ilumi, who was sitting in the corner, pointed to the screen in front of him and said.

Mil looked at the two people below curiously. Hearing Ilumi's words, he looked up and saw the mysterious Bafayouli on the screen in the direction he pointed at.

"Observe his strength and decide on the next plan."

"I understand, Master."

In fact, without Ilumi's words, Mil would also watch this battle very seriously.

Are Vulukka and Bafayouli? What abilities do you two have? I wonder if you can give me a reference?

At this time, on the stage, Vulukka was stretching his body and making preparations before the battle, while the mysterious Bafayouli stopped in place. After Vulukka's preparations were completed, the referee who had already been waiting for the field to raise his hand and swing it down suddenly.

"Now, the game begins!"

"Drink." As the referee finished speaking, Fuluka clenched his fists hard, and a powerful aura erupted from him.

"The Fist of the Illusion Body."

Vulukka put on a boxing fighting posture, and then he punched Bafayouli.

As Vulukka swung his punch, a phantom that looked exactly the same as his appearance broke away from his body like a soul leaving his body and quickly attacked Bafayouli.

"Oh! It appears! Vulukka's fantasy fist!" The female commentator's voice rang out in time.

"By waving one fist and creating one phantom after another to attack the opponent, this is the powerful skill of Vulukka players!"

After seeing Vulukka's ability, Mil raised his eyebrows and moved forward slightly, showing a very interested look.

Can you attack with false phantoms? This can indeed give you a certain initiative and avoid the risk of attacking with the enemy in person, but you don’t know how powerful it is.

In the field, Vulukka's phantom had already taken steps and rushed to Bafayouli, and at the same time, he punched him in front of Bafayouli's face.

Bafayouli, who was standing quietly in place, faced the phantom's punch, and his body turned to the side and easily dodged it away.

"Doing away! Player Bafa Youli easily avoided Player Vulukka's fantasy fist! What a beautiful body move!"

Seeing that his attack was avoided, Vulukka did not show any unexpected expression on his face. He looked at Bafayouli opposite and curled the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Doessing a blow is of little use, look at me!"

As Vulukka finished speaking, his body began to jump lightly like a boxer, and then he swung several punches in the direction of Bafayouli like a gust of wind.
Chapter completed!