[Comprehensive] Full-level boss pretending to be new

Komaeda's daily routine this week is playing fake matches-eating-finding someone to give false testimony-resting in constant rotation. When he reaches the [-]th floor and has his own room, he can't even leave the Sky Arena. No. (..)

He stayed among the players, occasionally commenting on some games, and gained a lot of fans with his sharp comments.

In terms of competition, he took the time to play one or two rounds, and the winners and losers stayed around the 110th floor. He didn't leave the Sky Arena, and he didn't do the most conspicuous one, so he got his name out of it.

Everyone knows that on the 10th floor there is a handsome boy who holds up half the sky of the arena. Whenever there is a game with him, the tickets will definitely be snatched up in [-] minutes, and more than half of the people present are women. They held up shiny support signs and became a beautiful landscape.

After winning, some girls would frantically call. If they relax, the opponent will suffer from the pain of being stared at by a group of women soldiers.

There is also the sadness of being cursed and unable to find a partner in this life.

Everyone expects this white-haired bastard to go up quickly and stay on the [-]th floor as a roadblock, but he doesn't, it depends on luck when he wins, similar to the magic of stumbling on his toe when fighting on the first floor.

If he loses, no one dares to hit him in the face. There was a contestant who came to him in the face before. After winning, he entered the upper floor and was beaten by a female contestant. The injury he suffered was worse than when he was fighting with Huige. .

Today's Yayoi Komaeda still enjoys the love of thousands of fans.

On this day, Komaeda, who was invited to commentate the game, walked halfway, relying on the reputation he had gained these days, he had already started contacting people who could give false testimony.

What he wanted was a high-quality false certificate that would not be found in various countries, and he didn't like small street advertisements.

This also caused his progress to be very slow, but this is nothing, the flow speed of the two worlds is different, and he was very nervous when he first came. Trying desperately to find a way to go back in time.

In the end, I went back through a certain magical ruin, but I don’t know if the little friend who entered the ruins with him at that time escaped.

Komaeda hurried back and realized that only an hour had passed in this world.

After smoking a cigarette, he decided that this would be a good place for him to take a break from now on.

As he walked while thinking like this, he brushed a white fluffy head beside him, which looked quite palpable, and it was obviously a child who was heading in the same direction as him, and stopped in front of the same gate.

"You are my opponent today?"

The little boy with a lollipop in his mouth said indifferently, "I will kill you."

"That's really embarrassing, I'm the commentator."

Komaeda rubbed the child's head as he wished: "As for your opponent, he should have been waiting for you on the stage early."

He helped the little player open the door, and before he could go in, the cheers from around the stands surged like mountains and seas.

After learning that today's commentary is Komaeda, his fans once again showed their local tyrant characteristics, and more than half of the tickets were all booked by them. Surrounded by those shining signs, they don't know today's protagonist Who is it.

"Master Gray Grid ahhhhh!"

Komaeda, who used the same code name, bowed slightly, leaving the middle position to the contestants. He made a gesture of invitation and let this cute kid go first.

Qiya Dadike walked in the aisle very calmly. He had only one goal, which was to kill the people on the stage, get money, and buy chocolates.

——It is indeed a child's approach.

Komaeda walked behind, and Shi Shiran sat down in the commentary area, probably to squeeze out the value of his face. Originally, he was sitting in the small room behind the auditorium, and he had to sit through the glass The commentators have now changed positions.

Another commentator next to him began to read the materials of the two sides on the stage. When he heard that the children were good at assassination and one-hit kills, Komaeda nodded to show that he was listening carefully.

"The kids these days are amazing."

Judging by the child's body size, he is only six or seven years old. He dared to put people in the arena at such a young age. The adults in his family have a very broad heart.

Besides, it doesn't matter whether life or death is on the fighting arena, if a more brutal opponent comes, the child will be tortured and killed.

There are not a few perverts who come to Sky Arena to kill people reasonably.

"Yeah, Qi Ya is a player who has been promoted quite quickly, but because of his body, he is not good at protracted battles. Most of his achievements now come from his heart-pounding blows. I don't know what will happen to his performance today."

"I wish they could have played longer."

Yayoi Komaeda spoke slowly: "In this way, people who like me can look at me for a while, can't they?"

He also waved his hand toward the crowd of fans, summoning an even bigger wave of screaming.

The commentator wiped the sweat off his brow, and began to guide the topic conscientiously, knowing that a game with gray grids cannot be quiet, and it also has to bear the plight of the players on the field being ignored by the audience...

However, this is the moment to show my professionalism.

Picking up the microphone, the commentator started roaring into the microphone with enthusiasm, trying to mobilize the enthusiasm of the audience and let them focus on the upcoming scene of the cutie fighting Godzilla.

"I suddenly discovered that the Qiya player's hair color is very close to mine, maybe I have a son like him."

Komaeda said this during the interval between explaining drinking water.

The fans who were not very interested in the game looked at the players on the field. Their eyes with fan filters finally let the child in, and they deeply imagined the child's identity based on Komaeda's words.

Besides, the kid is also very cute, with those big cat eyes blinking, which makes people really want to play cats.

"It does look a lot like Master Gray Grid!"

"Regardless of blood relationship, they are definitely a family in terms of appearance!"

This fan looked at the problem from a tricky angle, and as his words spread among the crowd, everyone looked at Qi Ya with a dreamy expression.

Maybe this is the love of the fans. The auditorium, which was still lifeless just now, suddenly became full of enthusiasm. Their cheering lights were white, and it was quite appropriate to cheer for Qi Ya at this moment.

"It's finally getting lively."

Komaeda sighed, and took money to do things, and the scene was so hot that his hard work was worth it.

There is nothing to explain in the subsequent games. As a player who is very eye-catching in all aspects, Qi Ya has long been noticed by players from all walks of life.

It is not an idiot who has been able to fight so far. If he underestimated the opponent because he was a child, he would have died countless times. This Godzilla player boldly chose to attack first, but Qi Ya made a wrong step, and siege appeared on the stage. It became a phantom in a circle.

Godzilla is not good at anything else, crazy boxing is his forte, he has the style of knocking himself out before defeating the enemy, his fists are airtight, and he also protects himself like an iron barrel, trying to attack He must break through his outer protection.

He punched the master to death indiscriminately, how many people lost half of their lives just because of his indiscriminate beating.

Qi Ya wanted to just keep exhausting the opponent like this, let the opponent run out of physical strength and kill him with one blow. He does have a huge shortcoming. The lack of size is very obvious. If the opponent catches him, there is nothing left to do .

But Godzilla can be regarded as a capable person, and while punching, he just approached Qi Ya like this.

The fist wind accelerated his speed, creating a storm on the field. Before the opponent's physical strength was exhausted, Qi Ya couldn't find a gap to attack, so he could only run around on the field, slipping away from the opponent.

Komaeda laughed while watching, always thinking that if this Godzilla player stopped playing games in the future, he would have a bright future as a doll fan.

"Now it's up to Godzilla to run out of energy and stop, or if the kid can't run and gets caught."

In Komaeda's eyes, this is a pecking game. The competition is not technology, but battery life. Godzilla's punch that tears the air falls on the children, and they will either die or be injured. If the heart is successfully drawn out, the other party will die properly.

The referee stood in the corner at this time to prevent himself from being taken by the whirlwind of the human body. He was full of helplessness. After all, he still chased and ran up to now, without even making contact, so what point was awarded.

Komaeda pressed the microphone on the headset and started connecting with the referee.

"In another 5 minutes, it will be called a timeout when the kid makes a move."

In the noisy venue, Komaeda's voice was like the gurgling of clear water, which made people feel refreshed.

The referee's lips moved slightly, and the voice was accurately conveyed.

If the referee of the Sky Arena doesn't even have any communication skills, how can he judge when he is playing fake matches (...).

"Godzilla can still make money, so it's a pity to die like this."

Komaeda looked at the kid's somewhat chaotic steps, and knew that the kid's physical strength and endurance were almost at the limit.

It's not Qi Ya's style to be beaten all the time. He is also observing the opponent's weakness while running. No matter how powerful the fist is, repeated the same movement will also cause stiffness. What he wants to capture is this moment.

Three, two, one...

It's now!

The structure of the finger changed, Qi Ya narrowed his cat's eyes slightly, and shot at the moment the opponent froze.

"The game is suspended!"

The distorted voice of the referee came to the ears,

Kiya's nails have already pierced half of Godzilla's chest, and the beating heart is just one centimeter in front, and it is almost possible to successfully dig out the heart.

Godzilla stood still, maintaining his punching posture.

His heart stopped suddenly for two or three seconds, and when his mind returned to normal, the lack of blood supply to his heart surged up in an instant, and his whole body blushed.

Qi Ya pushed him, and Godzilla slammed on the fighting platform, his pupils dilated.

"The winner is Qi Ya!"

The referee quickly made a judgment, and at the same time signaled the medical team to come up and take Godzilla away.

The person is not dead, but this cowardly performance, it is estimated that it will take a long time to recuperate before it will come in handy.

In this way, it would be better to let him be killed by the children, and it can also create momentum for the children, and it will be better promoted in the future.

He glanced at Huige with complaints, but was shuddered by the half-smile on the other side's expression.

...Could it be that Qi Ya is really Huige's son?

I recalled the information of the two of them in my heart, and it seemed that they could match up.

The referee didn't know what to say, he was just a small referee, there was no need to get involved in these matters.

"Little friend, do you want to have a meal with uncle and me?"

Komaeda stood at the entrance of the passage and generously invited Qiya: "I'm full of sweets, come?"

"Come."

Biting the candy in his mouth, Kiya nodded indifferently.