Douluo: Take the First Poseidon’s Nine Tests

"Okay, good boy. I admit that this time I'm wrong. Take that crystal away!" Flender said with a grim face and endured the pain. As the so-called ten fingers are connected to the heart, the pain that the entire palm is almost crushed is not a joke. Even if his strength is expensive, it does not mean that he is not afraid of pain.

"How embarrassing is this, it's not relatives, I'd better pay for it." Hemingway righteously refused. And said he could buy it with money.

After speaking, he explored the ring and finally found a copper soul coin with the lowest face value. Like alms beggars, he casually threw the copper coins to Flender who was lying in the deep space, followed by a casual move. The Seagod Trident, which had made him embarrassed, automatically flew up and fell back into his hands. Flender was also greatly relieved, not even caring about the insult of this copper coin.

Now he only expects this evil star to leave quickly!

This time he confessed.

There is no way, a character who can swing a fork weighing 108,000 pounds like an arm, he does not feel that if he is a hard bar, he will be an opponent. Besides, his palm is almost useless now, and his strength has dropped significantly. It is not a wise move to fight hastily. We can only wait for the opportunity in the future to find the place again.

Hemingway could naturally feel his unwillingness and resentment in his heart, but he would not care about the whining of the defeated dog. That's it, it's enough of a lesson to lose one of his hands. Be forgiving and forgiving. It's just a small thing after all.

"Let's go." Hemingway put the fork back on his back, and put the spoils of the trip into the ring. Then he greeted Zhu Zhuqing and walked out of the almost collapsed shop on his own. Zhu Zhuqing naturally followed quickly.

Not long after the two left, Flender, who finally breathed a sigh of relief, dragged his palm, which was almost shredded flesh, and slowly stood up from the pit. Looking at his blood and flesh, there is only a mess of fleshy palms left. The corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, and he cursed inwardly.

Today, I really lost my wife and lost my army.

Not only did he not make money, but he was also injured.

"Boy, you'd better not fall into my hands in the future!" Flender gritted his teeth angrily, then used his soul power to jump lightly and jumped into the deep pit. Turning his head to look at his crumbling shop, he was so distressed that he almost passed out. The whole store was done like this, and there was no doubt that it had to be demolished and rebuilt.

But how much will it cost, it's no wonder that the stingy Flender doesn't feel bad.

"Forget it, let's go to the treatment first. The longer it takes, the more difficult it will be to heal, and the more money will be charged." Flender shook his head, and finally gritted his teeth, enduring the severe pain from his hand. When he was about to go out of the store to seek a doctor, he seemed to think of something and stopped temporarily.

"If you don't take it for nothing, you won't take it,

Can't be wasted. "He murmured, and finally jumped into the pit again. Bent down and searched for what?

After searching for a while, I finally found what I was looking for in a crack. It turned out to be a copper coin, it was the compensation coin Hemingway gave.

After finding the copper coin, Flender's expression finally improved. It can only be said that this person's stinginess has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

 …

Somewhere in a stately and grand medical hall.

This is a medical center opened by a soul sage-level soul master who has been cured by martial arts. It only accepts soul masters. And it's super expensive!

The miser, Flender, dragged his almost scrapped right hand to the hospital. As soon as he entered the door, he directly showed his spirit ring, and the seven spirit rings showed his identity as a soul saint. This immediately changed the attitude of the guard who guarded the gate, from arrogant to cautious at the beginning. One person was assigned to usher him in.

The two walked through a long aisle. There were many people queuing up here. However, if you have strength, you have privileges. Flanders, who is a soul saint, doesn't have to wait here like them. He can jump in the queue to see a doctor directly.

The two finally came to the door of a room.

The guard carefully helped to open the door.

After opening the door, Flender found that there was a person receiving treatment in this room at this time, and one person was standing beside him, apparently accompanying him. And the two are no strangers to themselves. It could even be said to be very familiar.

because……

"Mubai, Oscar, why are you here?!" Flender looked at Dai Mubai who was just getting out of the hospital bed after being cured, and frowned, "Where did you go to cause trouble and get injured?"

"Dean."

At this time, Dai Mubai, who was fully recovered from his injuries, was also a little embarrassed, but he was too embarrassed to speak. After all, it was really embarrassing. His fiancée ran away with someone, and he stepped forward to provoke him. He was seriously injured when he was casually thrown... This made him so embarrassed to say it.

Seeing his appearance, Flender frowned, looked at Oscar, the bearded young man beside him, and said, "Oscar, what do you say?"

"Dean..." Oscar also looked embarrassed. In fact, he didn't know how Dai Mubai was injured. He just met Dai Mubai lying on the ground at the entrance of the village, and then he quickly made sausages to hang his life, and then rushed him here for treatment.

But soon, when he noticed the sight of Flender's left hand holding his right hand, the other hand was bloody. Immediately putting the question behind him, he asked subconsciously, "Dean, what's wrong with your hand?"

"...this?!" Flender was asked this question, a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face. But he quickly restrained himself and turned to say, "I'll talk about this later, I'm asking you now!"

At this time, the doctor who had been waiting for a long time was impatient. He said, "Wait for the old things to wait for you to go back and talk about it slowly. It's better to treat it first, there are still a bunch of people waiting behind."

Indeed, in the corridor outside the door, there was a large number of more or less injured people waiting there. The doctor only thought that Flender was also lining up to come in, and he didn't know that his strength had reached Soul Saint.

"Treatment, you can't do it. Ask your dean to help me." Flender said casually after glancing at the doctor.

Although this hospital was opened by the Soul Sanctuary, of course it is impossible for only the Soul Sanctuary to act as a doctor. It will definitely recruit some healing soul masters as assistants. Unfortunately, the strength of this healing soul master is only at the peak of the soul king. I want to help His treatment was still a little short of heat.

With that said, Flender revealed his seven spirit rings. Immediately, the doctor's attitude changed greatly, and he hurriedly apologized, and then opened the door to find the dean.

After a while.

Flender was invited to another room, and the equipment was undoubtedly not comparable to the room just now. The treatment of the strong is naturally different from that of the weak. He didn't feel anything strange, he just sat in the room like this and waited patiently.

Moments later, the door was opened.

A gray-haired old man walked in, who was the director of the hospital. That soul saint level healing soul master!

Faced with the same level, Flender didn't dare to care, and after standing up from the chair, he hurriedly chatted with the old man for a while, and then the two entered the topic.