tkworld Chapter 201: The trembling noble son 【Subscribe】
Chapter 201: The trembling noble son 【Subscribe】
There is really no way for Lin Mo, the old pigeon sky arena, and I want to talk to Lin Mo about why he has not participated in the Olympia martial arts conference.
Lin Mo didn't even bother them at all, and didn't even want to talk about it.
Today, the Sky Arena finally waited until Lin Mo took the initiative to come to the door.
Therefore, in the face of Lin Mo's request to make Machi an official collaborator, Sky Arena did not immediately refuse.
Instead, I took this opportunity to have a candid talk with Lin Mo.
It is nothing more than wanting to make Lin Mo agree to participate in an Olympia martial arts tournament on this condition.
In fact, Lin Mo didn't think it mattered much about this request of the Sky Arena. Anyway, it was just a matter of [Flying Thunder God's Art].
Anyway, when the time comes when the Olympia martial arts tournament starts, Fei Lei Shen will kill the other landlords in the past.
Therefore, Lin Mo agreed very readily and agreed to participate in this Olympia martial arts tournament~.
After getting an affirmative reply from Lin Mo, the CEO of Sky Arena was so excited that he directly sent a wave of bonuses to all Sky Arena employees, and called all the senior management back for a meeting on the same day.
It is bound to take advantage of this golden opportunity to expand the market of Sky Arena again!
Because Lin Mo promised that he would only participate once, which means that this time is the only chance for Sky Arena.
Whether the plan they have been planning for so long will be successful depends on this time!
The Olympia Fighting Tournament is the world's most influential martial arts feast held every two years.
The year Lin Mo first came to the Sky Arena coincided with the year of the Olympia martial arts conference. Now, six years have passed and the year has come to 1993.
The time has come again to the year of the Olympia Fighting Conference.
"Beep-beep-beep!
At this time, in the Republic of Bartocia, the vehicles on the road near the Sky Arena seemed to be like the Second Ring Road of Beijing during the rush hour of Lin Mo's previous life.
It was so blocked that the whole road was filled with irritating horns.
"Uncle, has the Sky Arena always been so lively?"
In the back seat of a taxi, a cute little Zhengtai with silver hair and blue eyes and eyes shaped like peach petals looked around like a curious kitten.
"Not all the time, just just in time for the upcoming Olympia martial arts conference."
"And this year, according to the promotion of the Sky Arena, the participation of [The Trembling Prince] should be a sure thing. It is precisely because the participation of [The Trembling Prince] Lin Mo was confirmed this year, so this year it was only here. So many people poured in all at once."
"This group of people came early to grab a seat. Otherwise, if you really have to wait until the time is up, you probably won't be able to squeeze in."
The driver in the front row first said a few words like a complaint. When he mentioned that Lin Mo would participate in this year's Olympia martial arts tournament, his expression suddenly became high, and his tone was full of anticipation.
[The trembling noble son].
This is a nickname given to him by Lin Mo's fans after he killed Tour.
Lin Mo's fighting style is quite elegant, which is recognized by everyone. No matter what kind of opponent he faces, he never even folds the corners of his shirt.
Calm, elegant and handsome, this is the initial impression of Lin Mo.
Therefore, the three words [Your Highness] Lin Mo are well-deserved.
And the prefix [shudder].
It was because of the tyranny that Lin Mo showed in the battle with Tour's landlord, which made the audience silent, and even caused tremors because of being too excited or afraid.
In this way, Lin Mo obtained the title of "The Trembling Prince".
As soon as this title came out, no matter Lin Mo's face fans or fighting fans, they all agreed with this title.
I don't know how many times better than the [slap] in the original Sky Arena.
As a result, the Sky Arena is really a waste of its name.
Before the 200th floor, players used what they used as a unique trick to name them.
For example, Killua is directly called [hand knife] Killua, and Gon is [push palm] Gon·
This name is not as good as the Namikaze Minato in the next village.
Obviously, the driver should also be a fan of Lin Mo.
It's just that he is not Lin Mo's face powder, but a fighting fan attracted by Lin Mo's elegant posture on the fighting field.
"Lin Mo?"
The silver-haired little Zhengtai in the back row was obviously stunned, he always felt as if he had heard this name somewhere.
"That's right, it's Lin Mo, little brother, don't you even know who Lin Mo is?"
The uncle driver looked at the silver-haired little Zhengtai through the rearview mirror with some doubts.
"By the way, little brother, you should have come to watch the Olympia Martial Arts Tournament. Are your family members already waiting in the Sky Arena?"
In fact, he wanted to ask from the beginning, this little boy looked like he was only six or seven years old, but he came out of the airport alone and took a taxi to the Sky Arena.
It's not because the uncle driver has any bad thoughts, but because he has a son in his own family who is about the same size as Mrs. Silver-haired Xiaozheng.
Seeing this situation is just a touch of parental indignation in my heart.
In the end, that guy was so irresponsible, he just threw his son to this place alone.
If you see each other's parents when you get out of the car for a while, you must teach each other a good lesson!
"No, I'm here to sign up for the Sky Arena, and the old man in my family said that if he didn't reach the 200th floor, he was not allowed to go home.
Saying that, there was a hint of slyness in the eyes of the silver-haired little Zhengtai.
.....for flowers 06
Although he is still young, he can still roughly feel the emotional ups and downs of the driver's uncle at this time.
Sure enough, just as the silver-haired Xiao Zhengtai's voice fell, the driver's uncle immediately exploded.
"What?! How can there be such ruthless parents in this world? He even drove his son to the sky arena and said he would not be allowed to go home until he reached the 200th floor?! 35
After more than 40 minutes, the taxi that the silver-haired little Zhengtai took finally drove to the gate of the Sky Arena, which was only two or three kilometers away from where they were just now.
"I won't charge you this time. If you encounter anything, remember to call your uncle, sigh, little brother, why don't you give me your parents' phone numbers, and let me teach them a lesson. , it's so outrageous!" 5
As he spoke, the driver's uncle became a little excited again.
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Although the silver-haired little Zhengtai felt a little funny, he couldn't help but be warmed by the concern in the driver's uncle's eyes.
teach your dad a lesson?
If this uncle driver can really do it, it would be great, and he will definitely record the embarrassment of his father being taught.
But unfortunately, according to my grandfather, it seems that my father has only been taught a lesson by one person since his debut.
At that time, I also told me that if I encountered this person in any mission in the future, I would definitely start the final means immediately and give up the mission immediately.
And also my own stinky big brother, when grandfather mentioned that person, his whole body seemed to turn into ice cubes.
There was a chilling chill all over his body.
That dark, cold and twisted aura made the naturally sensitive silver-haired Xiao Zhengtai's hair stand on end.
Although it was only for a moment, it was still the breath that he unintentionally revealed.
But he was still caught by the silver-haired little Zhengtai.
Since then, he has gained a deeper understanding of the nature of his eldest brother.
That kind of dark and twisted aura is completely unlike what humans can have.
"Don't worry, uncle, don't look at me like this, in fact, I'm very strong." Before getting off the car, the silver-haired Xiao Zhengtai replied to the driver's uncle.
"It's still very strong... Just your little arms and calves, you really can't remember to call me, by the way, looking at my brain, I don't even know your name."
Seeing that the silver-haired Xiaozheng was about to get off the bus, the driver's uncle warned again.
【pause--!】
The silver-haired little Zhengtai, who was going to close the door after getting off the car, paused.
He didn't know if he should say his name, after all, his surname is more sensitive.
Although it is difficult for a normal person to think of it for a while, it cannot be ruled out.
However, after a moment of silence, the silver-haired little Zhengtai still smiled and replied: "Killua, just call me Killua."