Chapter 36: The Fate of the Dog

(This chapter was written before, and it hasn't been refined yet, so if you have a problem, you can say it)

Tang San was now caught between the two, one was his only brother, and the other was his teacher.

"Enough!!" Tang San, who had always been gentle as jade, rarely had such a big fire, and before Tang San could say anything, a middle-aged man dressed in gorgeous clothes walked over, it seemed that the movement was too loud to attract the attention of the guards of the Fighting Soul Arena.

"Hello ladies and gentlemen, don't you know if there is anything I can do to help you?"

It looks like a character like the manager of the Fighting Arena.

"I want to be part of the next fight."

Guan Yun immediately got up and said, but was opposed by Tang San and the master in unison: "No! ”

The master's original intention was to let Guan Yun participate in the Fighting Soul Arena, not this disgusting Fighting Arena.

"Little three... Believe me. Guan Yun stared into Tang San's eyes.

It was the kind of look that Tang San couldn't refuse.

"No matter what, you must put your own safety first."

"Nonsense!" The master was angry again, Guan Yun was messing around, why didn't even Xiao San start to know the severity?

"It's a fateful arena!"

Tang San painstakingly comforted the master, he believed that Guan Yun could do it, in terms of physical fitness alone, Guan Yun at this time had surpassed most people, not to mention that he still had so many hole cards.

Guan Yun was having a childish temper, and he had already followed the steward to prepare, and since Xiao Qisan agreed, there was nothing to worry about.

When Guan Yun arrived at the waiting room, there were already nine people sitting in place and waiting quietly, and when they saw Guan Yun, they all frowned, but none of them said a word.

Among them, there was a thin man who caught Guan Yun's attention, and he was the only one who asked the Martial Saint Martial Spirit to give a warning.

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The battle went on very quickly, perhaps because most people had a clear conscience, almost no one made a move on Guan Yun, a little kid, he wanted to find someone to practice, but after a few breaths, there was only one man on the field still standing with a sword.

Guan Yun also saw ...... for the first time There is still a handleless sword in this world?

The thin man has never released his martial soul, but his swordsmanship is really sharp, and his moves are deadly, even if he is not deliberately targeted, Guan Yun vaguely feels a chill in his head.

"Easy to ask... What is your martial spirit? Guan Yun suddenly became curious.

"Handkerchief." In the face of this child, he didn't seem to be in a hurry to end the battle, but it seemed that he didn't intend to let Guan Yun go.

"Shhh...... It's true? ”

obviously has such an outstanding talent in swordsmanship, but is there still less bloody things in this world?

"Are you short of money?"

"Nope."

"Then why are you participating in the Fighting Arena if you have nothing to do?"

Guan Yun felt that he was uncovering a great secret.

"Why are you participating in the Fighting Arena?"

There was silence for a while, but I didn't expect the thin man to ask a rhetorical question directly.

"If I don't fight, I'll die, if you don't fight, will you die?"

Guan Yun was full of confidence when he said this, but for Mao, he always felt as if he had some kind of tendency?

"There is always a thought in life, and someone is for money...... Artificial ...... Artificial rights... I live with a sword. ”

"Boy, do you know what you're trying to live for?"

The man looked very low.

This is the end of the conversation, because our "audience" is already a little unhappy with the way the two beasts get along.

Guan Yun didn't want to expose his martial spirit, so he chose a Pu knife as his weapon before the game.

Subconsciously, he raised his breath to the limit, the thin man's sword was very strong, he could catch it, but he never dared to have a trace of carelessness, in the face of such a dangerous person, the momentary distraction was a dead end.

But at the moment when the swords were about to collide, the thin man put the sword away, and the sword sank into his body.

There was a boo on the field, and even many people shouted angrily "refund the ticket", obviously they couldn't accept this result, the man is a perennial winner in the fighting field, he can't just fall on a child of a few years old! They're betting big!

"Why?"

Guan Yun couldn't believe it, what is this? I don't need a victory like this, bastard!

"Don't come again, look around."

The man spat blood from his mouth, and used all his strength with every word.

"No one treats us as human beings here."

"It's just a beast that gives them excitement."

"You know what? When I came here a year ago, I thought I had found my own existence, that I could fight, that I could be respected...... But a whole year of killing has taught me ...... I was wrong. ”

"If I rely on taking other people's lives to gain respect and status, then what is the difference between me and the group of people above......"

"I thought my conscience was gone, but when I saw you...... My heart trembled uncontrollably...... It turns out that I'm still a human being. ”

"So I'm still a human being."

"Remember, boy, they can see our lives as playthings, but we can't."

"You're still young, and you can still remember the good memories of your life, maybe it was yesterday's bowl of chicken soup, or maybe it was the days when you played with your friends."

"But you know what? I've forgotten how good I used to be, and I was a kid like you. ”

The thin man used his last strength to pat Guan Yun's back,

"Stand up, you've won."

Audience... Some are cheering, others are cursing.

But no one heard the guy's last words.

"Dog fate, don't come."

………………

The steward, who was looking for trouble, was scared away by the master with a token, and the three of them walked on the way back to the hotel.

"Three."

Tang San looked at Guan Yun in a low voice.

"He's a strong man, isn't he?"

"Yes."

"How strong?"

"At least better than the so-called gods in your mouth."

"Why?" Guan Yun raised his head, and Tang San saw his red eyes clearly.

"Because he has a really strong personality."

"Such a person...... You can't lose. ”

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"Will you fight tomorrow?"

"Hit."

"Fighting Field?"

"No, I'll fight tomorrow."

"Don't cry again."

"I'm not going to cry anymore."

“…… Really fragrant? ”

“……”