The odd number of Douluo

Chapter 28

"My lord, please come this way."

The waiter of Suotuo Great Soul Arena led the way respectfully in front, and did not neglect Zhao Xuan because of his age.

Along the way, many guests and soul masters looked at Zhao Xuan with surprise. One was because of his outstanding appearance, and the other was because he looked so young.

Holding the mask Flender handed him, Zhao Xuan seemed to understand why Flender handed it to him.

"Is the indiscriminate fighting field underground?"

After putting on the mask, Zhao Xuan looked at the somewhat dark stairs in front of him and asked the waiter beside him.

"Yes, the more dangerous arenas are all below, and the only game arena on the first floor." The waiter replied.

Zhao Xuan nodded without the slightest surprise.It is normal for light to float on the surface and darkness to hide underground.

Bright candles were lit on both sides of the deep staircase, but the flames could not disperse the darkness. The candlelight was only limited to a small area, and the entire staircase made people feel gloomy and cold.

Zhao Xuan followed the waiter down, and in the stairwell he faintly heard a slight sound coming from under his feet, and as the footsteps got closer, the sound became louder.

The moment he stepped out of the stairs, the light swallowed by the darkness returned to the world, and at the same time, a huge noise began to echo in his ears, roaring, cursing, exclaiming, crying...

There were such noisy voices from all directions, Zhao Xuan felt a little uncomfortable, he frowned and turned his head to look around.

This is a large circular hall. There are many glowing crystal lamps hanging on the top of the hall. The crystal lamps have bead curtains, and the crystals strung on the bead curtains exude dazzling light.

And there is a ring-shaped counter in the center of the hall, where the most people gather, while others are scattered in twos and threes in the hall.

There are more than 50 passages on the edge of the hall, Zhao Xuan is in one of them, and those noisy voices come from some of them.

"My lord, you can sign up for whatever competition you want to participate in." The waiter at the side pointed to the middle of the hall.

Zhao Xuan nodded, then walked towards the counter in front of him, and his figure also attracted a lot of attention.

Many people standing in the hall and talking stopped and looked at Zhao Xuan with all kinds of eyes, most of them were unkind.

"A newcomer?"

"Interesting, there is one more prey."

"Jie Jie, it's a pity that I can't see his face clearly with a mask on, otherwise I can imagine the scene where my fingertips scratched his face."

Someone laughed strangely, the sound was like pushing and pulling a stuck door, the sound was sharp and disturbing.

Zhao Xuan's face under the mask was calm, as if the surrounding environment could not affect him at all.

He went to the counter and handed out his Iron Fighting Soul Badge.

"Hello, sign up for indiscriminate fighting." Zhao Xuan's voice was thick, but still a little immature.

Surprise flashed in the eyes of the staff at the counter, but they quickly took Zhao Xuan's badge respectfully.

"Please wait a moment, honorable lord." After taking Zhao Xuan's badge, he made a few simple notes, and then said.

"Your competition will start in Dizi No. 10 in [-] minutes, and you can wait here for the rest of the time."

Zhao Xuan nodded, and then casually stood in a corner of the hall.

The people around also looked back at Zhao Xuan, but Zhao Xuan looked at them again.

These people were of different shapes and colors, and some of them hid their faces like Zhao Xuan, obviously not wanting to be recognized by others.And many people can't tell that he is a soul master from the outside, but Zhao Xuan can feel the soul power fluctuations coming from the people here.

There was a scruffy old man sitting in a corner of the hall holding a wine gourd, his face was covered with wrinkles like ravines, and his face was flushed red.

A young woman in a red dress, graceful and luxurious, just stood there like a spotlight, attracting people's attention.

and also……

Here, the highly respected soul masters in the outside world are like rotten street goods. No one can see their dignity, and they will even be surrounded by people like monkeys in the near future.

During the waiting period, there were bursts of voices in the hall from time to time, and the soul master who had been nicknamed hurriedly walked towards a passage.

Zhao Xuan stood quietly, this place made him sigh, who would have imagined what the world here is like? !
"Please 'Mo Se Xuan Ji' go to Dizi No. [-] Soul Arena." Three times in a row, voices rang out in the hall.

"It's my turn."

Zhao Xuan showed a smile, as if a raging fire rose from the bottom of his heart instantly, he felt the blood in his whole body boiled up.

Sometimes he also feels very weird, he himself is not a person eager to fight, his dream is to be a salted fish and spend his life lazily.

But deep within his body, there seemed to be an unquenchable flame burning, driving him to fight.

Walk into the passage to Dizi No. [-] field, and there is a waiter waiting at the end point.

At this moment, there is a deep and dark passage to the left and right, and a bright exit in the distance can be seen in the distance. The waiter pointed to one of the passages.

"Sir, please."

Zhao Xuan stepped into the darkness, and the surroundings became surprisingly quiet. The scene here made people feel a little flustered, as if he could hear his beating heart clearly.

This seems to be the purpose of the designer, he seems to be whispering in an unknown corner, go feel the darkness, feel the gushing blood, feel the loneliness, and then walk out of the darkness and step into the light to fight!

The moment he stepped out of the darkness, the gushing hot blood filled his forehead, making people blush.

"Welcome our other challenger, Mo Se Xuanji! He is a level 34 control-type battle soul master!"

"And his opponent is the 45th-level Battle Soul Sect, the Scarlet Lone Wolf, who has won five consecutive victories in this arena."

"This is a long-lost low-level battle! Roar, everyone!"

Hearing his voice before seeing him, Zhao Xuan, who had just walked out of the passage, heard the host's crazy shouts.

The surrounding audience seemed to be boiling, and the noisy voices echoed in the enclosed space, with excited and crazy voices one after another!
"Lone wolf! Get rid of that rookie!"

"Kill him! Let his blood be spilled!"

"..."

The audience around were crazy, but the field was strangely calm.

Zhao Xuan first took a look at the environment on the field. They were standing on a 50-meter-square platform surrounded by tall stands, on which sat heart-piercing and roaring spectators.

The venue was very dark, as if to set off the atmosphere, dim yellow crystal lamps were hoisted around.

Then, Zhao Xuan looked towards the opposite side, the man with eagle eyes...

(End of this chapter)