Douluo: Refuse to join Shrek at the beginning

Fasnuo Province is located on the southwest border of the Tiandou Empire, bordering the Star Luo Empire and the Star Dou Forest.

Since some areas of Fasno Province border the Star Dou, soul masters have spontaneously formed some organizations in the small towns in these places, specifically responsible for hunting soul beasts and carrying out underground soul fighting.

The small town of Ondo is one of them.

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Although the gambling area of ​​the underground fighting spirit arena is not magnificent, it still has its own flavor.

However, once you are in such an environment, there will be indescribable confusion and discomfort.

However, a pair of middle-aged and young people walked in here and turned a blind eye to the chaos in front of them.

Under the guidance of the waiter, the middle-aged man came to the front desk with brisk steps, put his hand on the table at the front desk of the gambling area, and said to the beautiful lady: "Hello, I am here to participate in the gambling competition. I don't know what you are doing."

Any suitable recommendations?"

The lady at the front desk had long blond hair that swept past the middle-aged man's clothes, but her expression did not change at all.

On the contrary, when she saw the young man behind her, her eyes suddenly lit up and she stared at him.

The look in his eyes was like a pervert seeing a stunning beauty who was half-covered and half-exposed.

She just ignored the middle-aged man and winked at the young man. Even though the young man was gentle, he frowned and showed displeasure. He simply turned his head and saw someone who was out of sight and out of mind.

When the middle-aged man saw this, he couldn't help but frown.

The underground spirit fighting arena can be described as a mixed bag of dragons and snakes, with all kinds of people there, so it makes sense that the receptionist here has this kind of behavior.

When the receptionist saw the young man turning his head, he showed a lack of interest again, returned to his lazy look, turned to look at the middle-aged man and said.

"Are you here to bet and fight?"

"Yes, I would like to ask this lady, is there any suitable fighting spirit that we can bet on tonight? After all, I plan to make a good fortune here tonight."

The middle-aged man said this, and kept rubbing his two fingers. He looked like a money addict and a gambler.

The front desk is not surprised by this either.

After all, I work here every day, and I encounter a lot of middle-aged people.

There are eight hundred even if there are not one thousand.

Flipping through the information in her hand, the receptionist quickly handed the middle-aged man the fighting spirit information available for betting tonight. The most eye-catching one was the fighting spirit information marked in red.

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows lightly, "This spirit battle is..."

Sensing the middle-aged man's slightly inquiring gaze, the young lady directly informed the middle-aged man of the details of the spirit fight.

"...So in general, once you place a bet on this spirit fight, as long as you win the bet, you can make a lot of money. Of course, the greater the benefit, the greater the accompanying risk."

"A great soul master in the underground soul fighting arena..."

The face of the middle-aged man is full of tangles.

Judging from the information he could get, he couldn't tell the strength of the two sides at all. Especially the one called Ganfanwang, this nickname was too silly.

Just when he was hesitating about who to bet on...

"Then it's settled!"

A voice suddenly attracted the attention of the middle-aged man. In the room in the gambling area, a person dressed as a person in charge was surrounding a young man with an unhappy face, his face full of flattery.

"Then I wish you success in advance."

After hearing the person in charge's words, the expressionless young man next to him just glanced at him lightly. Although he didn't say anything, he obviously didn't give him a good look either.

Because he also knew in his heart that this kind of person was like this. So he didn't bother to talk to him, turned around and left, heading towards the soul fighting field.

When the middle-aged man in the distance saw this scene, he couldn't help but be a little curious. So he asked the young lady on the side: "Who is that young man? How can he make the person in charge of the underground soul fighting gambling area so...respected."

"He is the king of rice cookers!"

The lady at the front desk looked at the boy's leaving figure with a burning look in her eyes, as if she wanted to eat the boy alive! So when she heard the middle-aged man's question, she subconsciously answered.

"Oh! Such a young great soul master." A light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly became interested.

Although this young man is tall and tall, from the perspective of countless people he has seen, this young man is definitely less than 12 years old.

This is a little monster!

After learning the answer he wanted, the middle-aged man felt very good and took out his money bag and placed it at the front desk.

"Thank you, beauty! Put all the money on this bet and put it all on that boy!"

Having said this, the middle-aged man's face lit up with joy, "Now I can make a lot of money again, haha..." Then, with a long smile, he led the young man behind him towards the auditorium of the Soul Fighting Arena.

Go.

The front desk lady looked at the middle-aged man and couldn't help but be stunned. But when she came to her senses, she secretly shook her head.

"This uncle is really big-hearted. He places bets without knowing anything about them. Although Wang Qiang is the best, his opponent this time is not simple at all."

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"Dean, you are so generous?" Seeing his dean's face glowing with joy, the young man immediately showed a suspicious expression on his face.

"Xiao Ming, you don't understand now."

Obviously, the middle-aged man is very confident in his bet, "Believe me, Dean, I am absolutely 90% sure about a large-scale gambling like this. And..."

Under the square-framed glasses of the middle-aged man, a flash of light flashed. It was obvious that he must have an ulterior motive.

"Xiao Ming, what do you think of that boy?"

"If it is true as the teacher said, that boy is not yet 12 years old, then he can indeed be regarded as a little monster. And with that physique, coupled with the fact that he can fight in the underground spirit fighting arena, his strength is not much weaker."

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Having said this, the young man gradually understood the thoughts of his dean, "Dean, do you want to drag that boy into our college?"

"Not bad."

The middle-aged man nodded slightly, and then a helpless but determined bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "To be honest, our college has high requirements, so there are too few students. So since this young man is so talented, I have to fight for him and get him

Geihu... no, I sincerely invite him to join."

"Dean, you..."

When the young man heard this, he felt a little helpless.

But he didn't say anything, because the dean was his mentor, and his achievements were also brought to him by the dean and the teachers of the college.

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On the other side, the Arhat who had just come out of the gambling area walked towards the fighting area of ​​the Soul Fighting Arena.

"King of Rice" was a nickname he randomly picked up when he came to the underground spirit fighting arena in this small town. After all, in such a chaotic place, no one would wander around with their real name.

Since he came to the underground spirit fighting arena a month ago, he has quickly made a name for himself here by virtue of his ten-year-old age and his cultivation as a great spirit master.

Now he can be said to be one of the popular figures in the underground spirit fighting arena.

But even so, the distress in his heart remained undiminished. Just like now, "Staying here all the time fighting underground souls is obviously not an option."

The Arhat muttered, looking slightly troubled. Unknowingly, he stepped into the noisy underground spirit fighting arena.

At the same time, when a staff member saw the Arhat coming, he immediately came over to greet him.

"King Ganfan, the next battle between you and the Bloody Butcher is about to begin. You need to prepare."