Volume 1 Chapter 25 Undercurrent 1
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By the time all the battles Durand had asked for were over, it was already afternoon.
In the box, Durand let out a long breath, almost slumping on the sand, exhausted to death. He sank his mind into his body, helplessly seeing that the energy in the elemental crystal was almost exhausted, and at this time it was recovering little by little. Although the consumption is large, Durand is quite satisfied with today's results. He calmed down again, patiently regaining his strength as he pondered how to weaken his suppression.
Durand has no rank to advance in this world, and the only cultivation he can do is to constantly analyze the rules.
In fact, it wasn't until much later that Durand realized that the qiΔ he was doing now was actually meaningful, and it played a crucial role in his future career exhibition.
It didn't take long for Ruger, who was also sweating profusely, knocking on the door, and Durand answered, and the fat man pushed the door in. He was very thoughtful and brought a lot of fresh fruit, and his face was full of smiles: "Oops, Mr. Duland, look at you tired!" Come on, here are the freshest tropical fruits, specially transported from the sea! Give it a taste. β
Durand was not polite, grabbed an orange exotic fruit and chewed it, and said vaguely while eating: "Hmph, I don't know your mind yet?" Don't worry, I took your benefits, and naturally I won't pay the bill. Come on, come and sit. β
The fat man's face was happy, he sat next to Durand, and asked: "Then, I'll listen to you later, I will vote for whichever one you say, you have to guarantee that I win!" β
"Don't worry." Durand casually threw a bunch of grapes to the fat man, and laughed: "Don't be so nervous, you don't know my vision, you can't be wrong." β
"That's that, haha!"
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In the gladiatorial arena, groups of alien slaves enter, fight, divide the winners and losers, and then leave the arena, and so on. The audience also changed a few batches, especially in the evening, many guests will choose to go to Fengyue Island or Bifei Casino, and the stands will gradually cool down. By seven o'clock, the Colosseum of BatllΓ³ was far less popular than it was during the day, and there were some unsavory battles going on in the Colosseum.
In the box, the fat man stood up unsatisfied, and gasped for a while.
His face was flushed, he had won money for several hours in a row, and his mood couldn't have been better, and he kept complimenting Durand at this time, and all kinds of fleshy sycophants changed their tricks and sent them in turn. Durand also unceremoniously took it all, still munching on the fruit.
"My God, Mr. Duland, I have no words to praise your vision and insight! A miracle, it's a miracle! The fat man exaggerated that this was not complete flattery, but a bit of a heartfelt sigh.
Durand smiled: "Okay, let's stop here today, I'll go first." Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, I will come again. β
"You're always welcome." The fat man bowed deeply.
At this time, Durand had already picked up the musket that was put aside, and the fat man hesitated for a moment, but still said: "This, Mr. Duland, I think it is better to inform you if you have some words, don't mind." β
"Oh?" Durand looked at Ruger with some surprise: "Say, when did you become so spittering?" β
"That's right...... I've been to the other guests' boxes to talk to them before, and almost all of them will talk about your big fight for Miss Andrea and the three Seven Star Hunters at Lanlinghold last night, and some of them have asked me about you! β
Durand nodded slightly, and said lightly: "This is normal, it was not the three cabbages that I defeated yesterday, but the real Seven Star Hunters, and it is normal for some reactions in the city today." β
"Well, I still think you'd better be careful." The fat man thought for a while, and his face was a little stern: "You know, Miss Andrea has many suitors in the city, after all, with her nobility and beauty, how can there be fewer suitors?" I know that Mr. Durand, you are strong, but no matter how strong you are, you can't stand up to a lot of people! And you know very well what kind of place the city of shepherds is, the people here don't have any rules, and the whole city here is full of villains! Oh no, not a good person except you. Those who are jealous of you will definitely come up with all kinds of shady tricks against you when they see that you are so powerful. β
After saying so much in one breath, the fat man took a breath and sighed: "A strong man like you has never experienced jealousy in his life, and he doesn't know how terrible this psychology is...... To tell you the truth, I was a little jealous when I heard that Miss Andrea was your woman. But I don't mean anything else! It's just very, very simple, a little jealous...... Don't think about it! β
Durand laughed and said, "Fatty, you are patting so many sycophants today, and this is the most intriguing!" β
After a slight pause, Durand smiled and said, "I understand what you mean, thank you, I'll pay more attention." But what should come will always come, it's nothing more than soldiers coming to block it, and the water comes to cover it, and it's not a big deal. Patting the fat man on the shoulder, Durand laughed and said, "That's it, let's go." β
It wasn't until Durand left the box that the fat man sighed a little complicatedly: "Fuck, this is the confidence of the strong, right...... Why didn't I cultivate well back then? Obviously has a good talent, but he wastes all his energy on money and women! Depend on! β
Just sighed a few words, the fat man suddenly remembered that he hadn't counted how much he had earned today, so he screamed strangely and rushed out of the box to find money.
As for cultivation...... To hell with it!
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At night, there were not many spectators in the stands of the Colosseum in BatllΓ³.
In one corner of the stands, two men sat who looked no different from ordinary spectators. One of them is not tall, and his appearance is at best middle-to-upper. He sat still with his hands flat on his laps. It can be seen that his fingers are much longer than the average person, and they are not like human hands. This man was wearing a light brown leather jacket, his face was expressionless, and there was no temperature at all in his eyes, as if he was born with this cold appearance.
Next to the cold man sat a silver old man in his fifties. The old man is very handsome, although he has shown his old state, but he still has a unique charm that has been deposited over the years.
He always had a faint smile on his face, and said quietly, "Bobcat, have you heard about the incident of Blue Spirit Castle yesterday?" β
PS: Second update!