Douluo's Subversion

Chapter 123 The Avalanche of Ten Thousand Arrows Piercing the Heart

To be honest, as a professional manager, Xue Beng is quite qualified.

No matter what the purpose is, anyway, he cares about Ning Yuanfei.

In the next month, ten life-and-death battles were reserved in a row.

ten games?

you feel less
Oh…

God...

I drop that obediently.

Did you know that Xue Beng's legs were about to break just because of booking these ten games.

It's almost time to set up a tent in the fighting spirit field.

Making an appointment for a game is harder than grabbing a train ticket during Chinese New Year.

If it's Xue Qinghe, then it's just a matter of one sentence, but even though they are both princes, the status difference between him and Xue Qinghe is a hundred Prince Xuexing.

People's Soul Arena doesn't care about his onion at all.

Want to enter?

Okay.

Have you made an appointment in advance?
what?
Have you made an appointment?

Sorry, I was earlier than you...

Just ask if you are angry?

It's not that the Soul Fighting Field deliberately made things difficult for Xue Beng.

No wonder there are too few people participating in the life-and-death battle.

You have to make an appointment and you have to meet a suitable opponent.

If you come one step later, others will be there first.

The dignified prince of the empire, who has always been an arrogant and domineering Xue Beng, unexpectedly had his door closed for several days in a row.

He knows all the rules, and besides, the backstage of the Soul Arena is not something he can offend.

In the end, being forced to do nothing, the elder brother became ruthless, and went to the counter of the fighting spirit field every morning to stay at the counter, and did not leave until evening.

The employees in the fighting spirit field are not as punctual as him...

It made the manager of the Soul Arena feel embarrassed, if he hadn't considered his status, he would have thought of giving him a bonus.

Relying on this unremitting squatting, it is possible to make ten appointments successfully.

A month later, the avalanche obviously lost a lot of weight...

There is no way, in order to get close to Ning Yuanfei's future thigh, no matter how hard and tiring he is, he has to.

Xue Beng's perseverance perfectly explained what it means to not have enough status, and to make up for it with physical strength...

Life and death fights are not ordinary soul fights.

This life-and-death fight does not mean that you can fight whenever you want, that requires an appointment.

After all, the survival rate is limited. It is possible that one of the last two will die, or if it is not done well, the last two will die and one will be disabled.

That's a life-and-death fight, you can't even faint, you can't die forever.

Therefore, the number of people participating in this competition is even scarcer than that of giant pandas, so every death is one less.

The life-and-death fight was bloody and exciting, but it was hard to find the participants.

Even if there are contestants, the soul power must be at a certain level, so it will be even more difficult to find.

Looking at Xue Beng's thinning figure, Ning Yuanfei was a little moved.

Of course, Ning Yuanfei did not disappoint Xue Beng's fragile heart.

In eleven life-and-death battles, all opponents were killed except for one minor injury.

That minor injury was the lucky player in the first game-Adley.

It was cheap for him, Ning Yuanfei was not very familiar with the rules when he played for the first time, so he let him go when he fainted.

The opponents after that have all learned how to behave, and they don't talk nonsense when they come up, and just go straight to it.

The results of it?
Ha ha……

It's not as good as the nonsense Adeli, none of them walked down by themselves...

After eleven life-and-death battles, Ning Yuanfei is considered well-known in the soul fighting arena.

Of course, it's limited to those who have watched the life-and-death battle.

What kind of control system, strong attack system, agility attack system, and defense system, none of them are easy to use. In front of my majestic Huaxia Bajiquan, they are all dead.

Ning Yuanfei, who was on the stage for the second time, saw that his opponent had been beaten to the ground. He thought it was over, but he never thought that he would use his last breath to launch a sneak attack.

You are very interesting.

If I don’t kill you, do you really think I believe in Buddhism?

the result...

Obviously, none of the next ten people could step down with a breath.

With this eleven consecutive victories, not only Ning Yuanfei's popularity is overwhelming, Xue Beng's popularity in the fighting spirit field is also rising.

Now he walks arrogantly, with a kind of air of giving up to me, and he is no longer the pitiful squatting waiting for an appointment.

Now the manager has to nod and bow when he sees him, and asks when the next game is coming.

The performance of the manager's bow and servant made Xue Beng greatly satisfy his vanity, which is not something that can be obtained by relying on the status of a prince.

He has never enjoyed such a sincere compliment from someone. Even though it is the blessing of Tuo Ning Yuanfei, it is still very useful.

Haven't you seen the manager's sincere smile?
what?
You say he is hypocritical?
How can it be?

His was a genuine compliment, free from any hypocrisy.

the reason...

Although I have won a lot of bonuses, I can win more in the Soul Fighting Field...

He completely regarded himself as a money-scattering boy.

He is more enthusiastic about himself than his own father...

Now I am even more eager to come every day, who made Ning Yuanfei wear a mask all day long, so that he can disappear like a ghost.

Therefore, if the Soul Arena wants him to participate, it can only pass through itself.

Eleven victories in a life-and-death fight?

Could it be ordinary people?
How many times can some people participate in a lifetime?
Even if he wins, who doesn't have a body injury, and who doesn't want to take part in the next game, who doesn't have to rest for eight months?
Xiang Ning Yuanfei has participated in eleven games in a row, not to say that there are no, there are too few, as few as one in a thousand years.

That's why the manager is so courteous to him.

Of course, without Xue Qinghe, Xue Beng would be happier.

Seeing Xue Qinghe chatting and laughing with Ning Yuanfei outside the door, Xue Beng's original good mood immediately became extremely depressed, as disgusting as a fly suddenly eaten while eating.

The avalanche at this time is not the pain of a sharp sword piercing the heart, it is simply the pain of a thousand arrows piercing the heart...

He just wanted to ask Xue Qinghe.

How free are you?
Eleven soul fights, have you come to ten?
The only one he missed, why did he ask Ning Yuanfei to have a meal afterwards to express his regret?
Cooperating with the busy work of running back and forth with my legs all day long as if I don't want money, did you fulfill you in the end?
In the past, every time he saw Father, he would praise you for your hard work, as if you were busy with everything.

Now he really wants to go back to the palace and ask Emperor Xue Ye, is this the diligent prince you are talking about?
Where are you working hard?

This is so much more leisurely than me...

Did you give Xue Qinghe a vacation recently?

The empire has so many important affairs to deal with every day. As the prince of the empire, why is he so idle?

Why don't you assign him something to do?
Let him share more burdens for you, don't run out all day and mess up the situation?

"Your Highness? Your Highness?"

Seeing Xue Beng's joyful face just now, the manager of the fighting field suddenly darkened, and for some unknown reason, he called out a few words in a low voice cautiously.

"what?"

Xue Beng looked viciously at the manager next to him, except for Ning Yuanfei, he was annoyed by everyone.

"Well, when will you come again next time? I'll arrange an opponent for you."

The manager didn't know how he had offended Xue Beng, so he could only carefully keep a smile on his face. In the past, I didn't care if you were a prince or not, I didn't have time to chat with you.

But not now, this Xue Beng is now an ancestor, and if he wants to find Wuming to compete, he can only go through him.

I really can't afford to offend myself, especially when someone above speaks...

Xue Beng looked helplessly at Xue Qinghe, this f*ck is really useless.

Turning around, he said to the manager angrily:

"Ten days later, find two soul sects."

"Two games a day? Isn't it a little too hasty?"

The manager frowned. It's not impossible to say two games a day, but...

Isn't this nameless a bit drifting?

Do you really think you are invincible?

(End of this chapter)