Stuck in The Tower

Chapter 252 The Rainbow Hero

Did they say that crisis comes without warning?

The crisis came right away because of this guy, Rilka.

I’ll have to scold you later.

Took. I let go of the guy’s head.

“It hurts!”

“Yes, it will hurt more later. It’s a reservation for 20 honey nights.”

“Ewww!”

The guy holding my head and glaring at me.

What? Who am I to become like this?

When I open my eyes, I back away with excitement.

That’s it.

“It’s a request for countless duels…”

Why are you familiar with it?

I think something similar happened once before.

How many floors were there?

ah! 8th Floor Orc Championship.

Even then, the Orcs of each tribe had applied for a duel.

food. I just laughed out loud

Misconceptions end here.

“Whoa.”

I took a small breath and looked at them.

Who are you dealing with this time?

He is also a skilled player who has risen to the 60th floor.

One good thing is that you can only duel once per day. I mean, it only takes one person.

Fortunately, I’m in good shape… Let’s see, there are six people in total who challenged me to a duel.

“Who is the strongest among the six?”

I asked, warming up.

If you can’t avoid it, do it right.

Even if you get lucky, there’s no law saying you won’t have another duel next time.

At this point, we have to defeat the strong guy and reduce the number of challengers.

Is it because my remarks are provocative?

“Look at that bastard. Come on, the strong one.”

“This newcomer is full of ambition, isn’t it?”

“It’s just the right time to be full of confidence.”

“hey. There are kids who came back after climbing the 60th floor here. If you mess around, you get beaten up?”

The reaction is hot.

The same goes for the six people who named me.

“Of course I am the strongest. Doesn’t everyone agree?”

“You must have dreamed of becoming the strongest person in the world. Don’t talk nonsense and get out of here because I’m stronger than you.”

“Let’s go objective. The number of defeats is written in the Hall of Defeat. I have the least.”

“I understand that he is a lazy guy who doesn’t even engage in sparring.”

claiming to be strong.

If you come to the 60th floor, you can’t be without confidence.

Why don’t we just let them fight like this and run away?

I was slightly attracted, but the quarrel was shorter than I thought.

“What’s the matter, just take a number and wait. Let’s set an order and fight tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.”

“okay.”

After an amicable agreement, the target was a small-sized man.

He was short, but had well-developed muscles and had no hair at a young age.

Instead, a thick beard reminds me of a dwarf.

As for the weapon…

“A club?”

“If you look at it funny, you’ll get a serious nose injury.”

There are many people who use blades, so it’s been a long time since I’ve seen such a blunt weapon.

I don’t know what material it’s made of, but it must have weight and hardness beyond imagination.

Even though it is long, it is thick enough to look short.

[Hell Jailer’s Club (AAA)]

– A club used to beat up sinners who have entered Hell.

– Bad people hurt more!

-Hell pain mixed in with some.

The explanation is brutal too.

Other equipment is mediocre. Nothing special.

What’s important is the guy’s own specs.

I checked his information.

[Boris Vsevolodovich Mashkov]

-Nickname: Muscle Warrior

-Maximum Climbing Floor: 62nd Floor

-Has AAA-class power butcher.

-Has the title meat seller.

-Has the title Battle Maniac.

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He went up to the 62nd floor…

This is information to keep an eye on.

Authority is AAA level. If the power is good, it’s comfortable, but even if it’s relatively low, there’s no problem climbing.

There are various titles and the skill level is high. Saying that there is no corner missing anywhere.

Even so…

“Although I will win.”

[I accept the duel.]

[The arena is created.]

[Coins are not consumed even if you die in a formal duel.] [

The murderer title is not created in a formal duel.]

[The duel ends when a defeat is declared uncombatable.]

-Paaaaaaaaaaa

At the same time you press Accept, a blue light comes out.

dome-shaped arena.

Inside are me and Boris.

“ruler! The match begins. Let’s place a bet. Our big stone fist, Boriska! Against him is a newcomer! What will be his stage name!”

“Somebody said it was a big stone fist!”

He protests, but everyone just laughs it off.

He wrinkles his face and looks at me.

“My name is Boris Vsevolodovich Mashkov. Call me Boriska.”

“It’s Evil Eye.”

“It doesn’t matter if it’s a nickname or something. Keep in mind one thing. Because the result of this duel will be your nickname. See that guy over there?”

He pointed to Hunter, who was eating popcorn among the crowd.

“That guy’s nickname is Jjaeng. In the first duel, I broke my instep and lost fighting on one foot. That’s how it goes. Do your best. If you don’t want to be made fun of by everyone.”

“Don’t worry. I will do it right.”

You guys end up in ridicule and teasing, but my social life is at stake.

The weight you are carrying is different.

“Betting over! Two gentlemen fight like dogs!”

The NPC who seemed to be the moderator shouted to start.

“Suck!”

– Kwaaaaang!

Boriska came running in a month.

explosive movement.

The guy who reached it in an instant wielded a club.

It looks ordinary, but it is a season with 6 skills and a title effect.

He quickly predicted the situation in his head.

Currently, I am at the end of the arena.

Even if you dodge backwards, a series of attacks will come in and the arena will be blocked.

that’s what you’re aiming for

It’s a bit risky, but let’s dig in.

– Aaaaaaang!

I took a defensive stance and was attacked by him.

An aftershock rages along with the sound of metal hitting your ears.

Dust rising like a smoke screen covers the arena.

“You idiot, what if I stop that!”

“Boriska seems easy on the attack. Disguise your ultimate as a flat hit. Hehehe!”

“Tsk tsk. Everyone who bet on the rookie will die.”

“Avoiding is the correct answer, but hehe.”

The crowd roared in anticipation of my defeat.

“…you’re not normal.”

“I’m a bit strong.”

Only Boriska, who hit me directly, knew the truth.

An attack aimed directly at the head.

I lowered my center of gravity and raised my arm to block it.

[Iron Will (S) Lv.3]

[Rigid Body (S) Lv.4]

[Physical Attack Resistance (S) Lv.3]

Boriska’s attacks are threatening, but not enough to pierce 3 S-class passives I’ll see.

Did you block all the damage?

That’s not it.

‘If I continue to get hit, the damage will accumulate.’

It’s okay now, but you never know what will happen later.

As long as you don’t know what spleen you have left, there’s nothing wrong with being careful.

-Huuuuu As

the dust clears, the onlookers are seen.

Those who checked the arena and cheered.

“what! Did you survive that?”

“Did you go to the tanker side?”

“Hey, hey, remember me. There aren’t many kids like that.”

“I believed in you, newcomer!”

“Uh… Evileye? Evileye brother, I am a member of the Union! older brother!”

What is it, there were people from the alliance on the 60th floor?

Why did a nobleman who didn’t even need a strategy join the alliance?

Let’s not argue, Bosongsongi also joined the union.

In the first place, rather than a guild, it is also a place where the feeling of gathering and playing is stronger.

think about this later

‘I need to finish it as quickly as possible.’

Dozens of people are watching me.

If you lose even once, you die in a social sense. Besides, the longer the fight, the more things I own are exposed.

Let’s focus on the battle again.

“Big!”

are you holding me back Boriska falls right back.

Good judgment.

If not.

[Fire Bomb (S) Lv.6]

-Quaaaaaaang!

You must have been caught in an explosion.

A huge red flame engulfs the arena.

big explosion.

The power that cools heat and chatter.

I ran straight ahead.

This is a duel. Space is limited.

It’s a structure that is advantageous to those who use ranged attacks like me.

There was a limit to avoiding it.

[Time Bomb (AAA) Lv.1]

[Time Bomb (AAA) Lv.1]

[Time Bomb (AAA) Lv.1]

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It was enough for me to reduce his range of motion.

Threatened him and swept the arena.

A ticking time bomb started dropping on the floor.

– Kwaaaaang!

Swords and clubs collide.

strong.

As the weight of the weapon was different, my arm instantly bounced off.

“Huap!”

[Dragonian Punch (S) Lv. 2]

The guy who didn’t miss the opportunity stretched out his fist.

I wondered why his nickname was “Jjangdol Fist”, but he was hiding this.

Makes you think he’s going to attack you with a stick, of course.

I’m sorry, but it’s not like that.

[Pupils of the Abyss (AA) Lv.6]

[Ghosts Obsessed (AAA) Lv.1]

The pupils revealed as the air was ripped open touched his trauma, and the specter entangled him.

over here

[Road of a Loner (B) Lv. 1]

He twisted his body while using his stealth skill.

A momentary but confused mind, a body that has stopped.

I disappeared before my eyes.

His fist loses its direction.

All that remains is counterattack.

[Fire Bomb (S) Lv.6]

-Quaaaaaang!

After avoiding Boriska’s attack, I exploded without hesitation.

“Ha ha ha!”

The guy who flew away without being able to overcome the repulsive force rolled on the floor.

A floor full of ticking time bombs.

Good bye then.

– Kwa-gwa-gwa-gwang!

-Quaaaang!

A series of explosions.

A feast of flames that cannot be avoided or avoided.

The stadium shakes precariously, and screams and shouts are drowned out by the explosion.

[The duel ends]

[The Hall of Defeat will be updated.]

A message that came up quietly.

The central hologram has changed.

[Hall of Defeat]

-Muscle Warrior:

Cold sweat runs down the back of the 6th defeat.

It’s real.

The nickname really sticks.

Can the feeling be the same when you hear it in words and when you see it with your own eyes?

I felt threatened.

“Ohhhh! Well done rookie!”

“To beat that jerk. Are you playing?”

“What’s your nickname? I won the first duel properly, so it should be a decent one.”

“Rainbow Man?”

“You saw the explosion. How about bomb-flavored candy? colorful.”

“You seem to have lost your naming sense, but how about you go out too?”

Onlookers who couldn’t even guess how I felt came and cheered.

There was a man shouting as he squeezed in between them.

“Evileye is the rainbow hero, you idiots! My name is Kim Shin-jung, brother! It is an honor to meet you!”

The guy proudly wears a union sash on one arm and wears an official union goods t-shirt.

Even at first glance, he is a true union person.

My head is dizzy.

what why why are you wearing that

I usually just keep it as a souvenir, but don’t I wear it myself?

Is it the same fruit as bosongsong?

While thinking about how to deal with this damn situation.

“Rainbow Warrior? I’m fine.”

“Okay, decide with that!”

“rainbow! rainbow!”

“Warrior! Warrior!”

My nickname has been fixed.

haha. uh heh heh

Laughter flows out without me knowing.

It’s all because of this guy Lilka.

trudge. took a step towards it.

“Hee hee hee! yeah! Good job Evil Eye!”

A guy who seems to have won a lot of money.

You look good. It’s not me.

-Kuuuuuk

“Evil! head! head!”

I pressed the guy’s head.

“Are you ready?”

He clenched his fists. Try the taste of nuclear honey chestnut.

Rilka desperately shakes her hand, as if she remembered her situation only then.

“Wait a minute! stop! I’ll give you this! Actually, I was trying to get this, good!”

“There’s no way! You can’t stop me with something like that…!”

wait for a sec.

Do you think you can stop it?

I carefully examined what Rilka held out.