Douluo Continent: Reincarnation of Huo Linfei, Illusory Lin Nebula

Chapter 71 Cut off the fuel supply, buy at the bottom!

Barak Arena.

The two groups walked side by side toward the interior of the Soul Arena.

People around recognized him, and exclamations of surprise rose and fell.

"Isn't that the Royal Fighting Team?"

"They're here today too! Let's hurry back and try to make another killing!"

"What incredible luck! My time spent waiting here wasn't wasted after all... Hehehe!"

...

Huo Linfei looked at him strangely.

"Are these people really that famous here?"

"It's okay." Slim Jun smiled and said, "Once you win, Afei, we'll be the coolest guys here!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

As Miao Tiaojun's arrogant laughter rang out, strange gazes were cast in his direction.

Zhu Zhuqing saw this.

I wish I could slap myself twice.

Why not wait for Huo Linfei and Miao Tiaojun to return at the hotel?

Why do you have to come along?

She glanced at the two of them instinctively.

But when he noticed that the two of them seemed to ignore those stares, he immediately deflated like a punctured balloon.

"Huo Linfei, our Royal Fighting Team has never been defeated since our debut!"

"Even though you're the Soul King, there are seven of us!"

"I advise you to just accept defeat; at least that way you'll avoid physical pain!"

Yu Tianheng crossed his arms, held his head high with arrogance, and looked like he was doing Huo Linfei a favor.

But a hint of tension lingered in his eyes.

Actually, when he arrived at the Barak Arena, he also felt guilty.

Upon hearing this, Huo Linfei's lips curled up slightly.

"I hope you'll still be this unruly later."

Registration area.

"Registration fee is ten gold coins. Please state your nickname or name," the waiter asked as usual.

Huo Linfei spoke up: "I am Huo Linfei, and I will not change my name or surname."

The waiter said calmly, "Alright, Mr. Huo Linfei, this is your identity token, the lowest level Iron Fighting Soul. Please keep it safe."

Yu Tianheng and the others remained silent upon hearing this.

What kind of nickname is this...?

Huo Linfei noticed the looks in Yu Tianheng's and the others' eyes, but he didn't understand why.

Although I felt there was something wrong with what the waiter said, I didn't pay much attention to it.

But after checking the ID card, they were immediately dumbfounded.

"My name is Huo Linfei, why did you add such a long sentence before it!"

Upon hearing this, the waiter looked up at Huo Linfei and said indifferently, "Didn't you say that?"

Huo Linfei took a deep breath: "Are you deaf? Remove all the words before that, just leave the three words 'Huo Linfei'!"

"Changing your name will cost ten gold coins," the waiter said casually.

Huo Linfei's lips twitched slightly.

His gaze suddenly fell on Yu Tianheng.

"What are you laughing at? You're the one who wanted to fight, so you have to pay for the registration!"

"Well……"

Yu Tianheng gritted his teeth.

hateful!

Forget it, I've already spent a million, so a few dozen more gold soul coins won't make a difference.

"Lingling..."

Of those present, Ye Lingling was probably the only one who still had some savings.

Ye Lingling blinked her beautiful eyes slightly.

Although her beautiful face showed no emotion, she couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

What's going on here?

Take out twenty gold soul coins and place them in front of the waiter.

A moment later, the waiter handed Huo Linfei an iron fighting spirit badge with the three characters "Huo Linfei" printed on it.

Please keep this safe.

Upon seeing this, Yu Tianheng breathed a sigh of relief, but was also somewhat nervous.

Please don't crash, please don't crash...

"Wait here for me, I'll go talk to the manager!"

After Yu Tianheng finished speaking, he turned and left.

A short while later, Yu Tianheng returned, accompanied by a beautiful woman dressed in cool and mature attire.

Safina smiled slightly: "Everyone, I am Safina, the manager of this Barak Arena. Your fighting arenas have been arranged, and the competition will officially begin in half an hour."

"Okay." Huo Linfei nodded, then looked at Miao Tiaojun and said, "Go on, Fatty."

"Please call me Slim Handsome!"

Miao Tiaojun snorted and swaggered away, heading towards the betting area.

Upon arriving here, Miao Tiaojun was instantly stunned by the scene before him.

The place was now overflowing with people, all of whom were wealthy, well-dressed, and plump.

"I'm betting on Team Royal Fighting to win, 100,000 Gold Soul Coins!"

"I'm betting on the Royal Fighting Team to win, 50,000 Gold Soul Coins!"

"I'm betting on Team Royal Fighting to win! Ten thousand gold soul coins!"

"Get out of here, you bumpkin! I'm betting on the Royal Fighting Team to win, 300,000 Gold Soul Coins!"

Miao Tiaojun looked at the bustling scene and glanced up at the betting odds of this gambling match.

"Royal Fighting Team VS Fire Kirin... 1:10..."

"Is the proportion really that exaggerated...?"

"Hehehe, I've made a killing!"

"Make way, let me have a turn! I'm betting on Huo Linfei to win, one million gold soul coins!"

In an instant, the scene fell silent, and everyone stiffly turned their heads to look at Miao Tiaojun.

But then, another burst of laughter rang out.

"Laugh, laugh, laugh, you'll be crying later!" Miao Tiaojun pursed his lips and turned to leave.

This was just a minor incident.

However, before the betting match began, two figures in black quietly arrived and then quickly left.

...

"Ah Fei, it's done!" Miao Tiaojun rushed back, grabbed Huo Linfei's shoulders and shook him violently, laughing excitedly, "We've hit the jackpot this time!"

"Do you know the ratio? It's one to ten. If you win, you'll get ten million!"

"Ten million! Ten million! Ten million! We're rich! Hahaha!"

Huo Linfei felt dizzy and lightheaded, and almost threw up his "breakfast".

"You fat bastard, are you trying to die?! Let go of me right now!"

"My dear Afei, you have to do your best!" Miao Tiaojun's eyes gleamed, looking at Huo Linfei as if he were looking at a treasure.

"Alright, alright!" Huo Linfei pushed Miao Tiaojun away and rolled his eyes. "Don't look at me like that, it makes me want to throw up."

"A bunch of Soul Masters, the weakest of the weak. I'll take care of them."

at the same time.

Royal Fighting Team's rest area.

Yu Tianheng and the others sat together with serious expressions, discussing tactics.

This was their first time battling it out, and Qin Ming wasn't present; they had to rely on themselves for everything.

The atmosphere was so serious that none of the six people noticed Ye Lingling returning from outside.

Ye Lingling didn't seem inclined to speak.

She sat quietly on an empty sofa not far away, waiting for Yu Tianheng and the others to finish their discussion.

Anyway, her abilities are rather limited; she only has the ability to heal. Whoever is injured, she just heals them.

As the start of the event approached, Yu Tianheng and the others remained serious.

"Actually, I think we don't need to fight that Huo Linfei at all. Whether we win or lose, there's absolutely no benefit to us," Oslo said helplessly.

"What do you know!" Yu Tianheng said with a displeased expression.

"Didn't you see that Teacher Qin Ming is unhappy? He obviously cares a lot about his alma mater, Shrek Academy."

"A tree lives on its bark, a person lives on their spirit!"

(End of this chapter)