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Chapter 432 Spouton's Story
His kindness can be felt from Spouton's tone, even though this person really doesn't look like a good person.

It's normal. As dark creatures, blood races are inherently contrary to words such as kindness and integrity. Spouton has tried his best to be friendly.

"I can feel your kindness. Is there anything else?" Lin Mingyuan folded his arms in front of his chest, and his body language was distrustful.

"It's gone, you should have a good rest." Spouton didn't say much, to show that he didn't have any malicious intentions, and walked away neatly.

For Spouton, no matter how brave he was in the preliminary round, it was meaningless. Spouton would not bet heavily on Lin Mingyuan in the current period, and everything had to wait for Lin Mingyuan to advance to the semi-finals.

Who are the contestants in the preliminary round? 80.00% of them are demigods. To put it bluntly, an existence of this level can be killed by a sneeze. Lin Mingyuan abused and killed so many ants that he admired him. Only when Lin Mingyuan proved himself in a tough battle would he be valued by Spouton.

Except for the small episode of encountering Spouton, the next two games were uneventful. The opponent was an ordinary demigod. In the second game, the opponent was even worse than Rex the Ripper, not even a peak demigod. The odds of betting on Lin Mingyuan's victory were as high as [-]%. No one thought that Lin Mingyuan would lose.

The result is also obvious. Lin Mingyuan evaporated his opponent with one punch. In the last match of the evening, he also killed his opponent with one punch. All his opponents that day were defeated by him with one punch. After only one day of appearance, Lin Mingyuan had already become famous in the preliminary round.

At night, he rested at a hotel near the arena, booked a presidential suite for three months, and rejected several groups of succubus girls who approached him. Lin Mingyuan slept comfortably until dawn, and continued to compete the next day.

The process of the competition was very boring, and Lin Mingyuan had to stay in the arena for a whole day, because Lin Mingyuan was famous, there was always Lin Mingyuan's hot game in the morning, and there was always Lin Mingyuan's finale in the evening.

As a star player, Lin Mingyuan has to play three games a day. Of course, this is a good thing for Lin Mingyuan. The more games he plays, the faster he can reach the [-]-win mark to advance to the semi-finals.

Those players who are not well-known are the worst. They may have worked hard for two months and have not finished a hundred games, because the audience is unwilling to watch their games. They may not be ranked in a game every day. In the first round of the month, he could only win a maximum of [-] games, and even if he won all [-] games, he would not be eligible to advance to the semi-finals.

For half a month thereafter, Lin Mingyuan lingered in rings [-] to [-], and his opponents were basically demigods. After Lin Mingyuan's winning streak reached [-] games, Lin Mingyuan was transferred to rings [-] to [-]. Occasionally there would be Demon God appears.

A total of nine arenas in the Dome Arena started at the same time. There were so many people participating in the Ultimate Demon Arena that it would be impossible to accommodate multiple arenas without lining up.

When Lin Mingyuan's victories reach more than [-] games, he will be transferred to rings one to three. Basically, demigods are rarely seen in rings one to three. Very strong, an excellent demigod capable of leapfrogging and fighting.

After Lin Mingyuan was promoted to No. [-] to No. [-] ring, Spouton focused on Lin Mingyuan's first match against the Demon God. Lin Mingyuan had been abusing food steadily for half a month, and finally he was about to fight a tough battle. He ended his opponent with a single punch, earning the title of [One Punch Balrog] in the Ultimate Demon Arena.

Whether the title can be maintained depends on whether Lin Mingyuan can continue to maintain his strong dominance in the match against the Demon God.

Ring No. [-], the last match of the day, the host called out the nicknames of the contestants in a passionate tone. Lin Mingyuan and [Leishishan Heavy Gunner], Judgment Soul Demon Canary stepped onto the ring side by side.

From the point of view of body shape, Lin Mingyuan and Canary are about the same size. Since he is a boxer by profession, Canary's arms covered with tattoos are thicker than Lin Mingyuan's.

The war drums sounded and the match began. Facing Canari, who had won 79 games and was about to be promoted to the first to third arenas, Lin Mingyuan showed him respect. He also used simple straight punches, but this time Lin Mingyuan's body was filled with flames, and his right arm muscles bulged. The blood vessels on the arm were clearly visible, shining golden arcs, which meant that Lin Mingyuan had injected divine power.

The blowing wind was like a typhoon passing through, and half of the ring collapsed. Canary, who was in a defensive posture, was faced with the pressure of the blowing wind. In the billowing dust and smoke, the skin peeled off first, and then the muscles separated from the bones, and the strongest bones were crushed into dust.

It was too late, but it was too fast, all of this happened in an instant, Canary was defeated in an instant, and when the dust settled, the audience saw the body that had been crushed into a pulp.

"One Punch Balrog! One Fist Balrog! One Fist Balrog."

Lin Mingyuan maintained his invincible performance. Facing an opponent with 79 victories, he also defeated the enemy with one punch. This victory completely established Lin Mingyuan's status, and the name of the one-punch Balrog became even more resounding. When Lin Mingyuan stepped down, the audience The shouts are uniform, and can be heard in several other arenas.

After this match, Spouton, who hadn't seen him for half a month, reappeared. After many days of observation and the tough battle that forced Lin Mingyuan to show some hole cards, Spouton was sure that he had found a treasure, and Lin Mingyuan definitely had the weaker The strength of the divine power and demon god has such terrifying strength before he is officially conferred. His talent is limitless, so when will he not win him over at this time?
There are not a few people who have the same idea as Spouton to recruit Lin Mingyuan. In the past few days, every time Lin Mingyuan went to the hotel to rest, he would meet representatives of various forces, trying to force Lin Mingyuan to join their forces by means of coercion and lure, and turn Lin Mingyuan into a cash cow. .

Their methods couldn't scare Lin Mingyuan, and Lin Mingyuan, who became a contestant in the Ultimate Demon Arena, temporarily obtained the status of the disciple of Baal, the King of War. The small forces in the middle abyss only dared to intimidate Lin Mingyuan, dared to speak but not to do.

Back at the hotel where he was staying, standing at the door, Lin Mingyuan smelled the smell of vampires inside. The smell was very familiar. Lin Mingyuan sighed and pushed open the door.

"The one who should come will always come, but let's see what the famous Prince Spouton wants to do."

The Bad Blood Prince Spouton is paying attention to Lin Mingyuan. Lin Mingyuan also inquired about Spouton's identity information, but the information Lin Mingyuan inquired about was not comprehensive. In Lin Mingyuan's view, Spouton was just a senior gambler who was plagued by bad luck but still insisted on gambling. Dogs don't know the deep-seated reasons inside.

"Your performance today impressed me. Let me introduce myself again. My name is Ston. Many people call me Bad Luck Ston because I offended Lady Fortune in the early years and was cursed by her." In Ston When he was talking, the chair he was sitting on creaked, and it suddenly fell apart as if it couldn't bear the weight. Spouton's buttocks were hanging in the air, and his sitting posture was still maintained.

"You have seen the effect of the curse. I didn't lie to you. Misfortune is always with me. I can't avoid it and I can't get rid of it. A chair that can't be broken by a big guy weighing dozens of tons will collapse when I sit on it."

Spouton looked bitter, and this time he told Lin Mingyuan the truth about his situation with full sincerity.

"What does this have to do with you looking for me?" Lin Mingyuan asked.

"It has a lot to do with Bellona, ​​Ms. Misfortune, who cursed me, but she also left me with a path of redemption. If I can win a series of gambles and become a big winner at the end, the curse of Doom will disappear completely. I can return to a normal life. This is the reason why I am addicted to gambling. I don’t love gambling. I have to gamble. Only in this way can the curse be eliminated.” Spouton is very sincere, and every word he says comes from the heart , is his true inner thoughts.

"If this is the case, it's very simple. You can't win luck-like gambling, and you will definitely lose. The Ultimate Demon Arena has nothing to do with luck. You just need to bet on the last champion. The king of sin, Black Flame Gormon, won last year. Three consecutive championships, the probability of winning four consecutive championships this year is very high." Lin Mingyuan's idea is feasible, there will often be strong players who monopolize the championship level in the Ultimate Demon Arena, and once they appear, they will often monopolize the championship for several years, so betting on them is natural If you can win all the way to the end and break the curse, why come to Lin Mingyuan.

Spouton shook his head: "This road won't work. It's not that I haven't tried to bet on the favorite to win the championship. 50 years ago, there was a super genius, Archangel Capone, who won nine consecutive championships and was on the rise Ten consecutive championships, and there was no opponent who could beat Capone back then. I happily called and bet for Capone to win for a year. As a result, Capone accidentally got drunk and defiled the granddaughter of the trick demon Mimir at the ball at the final moment. Mimir fought half to death and lost the final day. Because Capone took the initiative to cause trouble, and Barr, the king of war, did not intervene in this matter, Capone, who should have won ten consecutive championships, suffered a big upset and lost to an unknown opponent."

"In the post-match interview Capone said he wasn't some brainless demon who would get drunk at the crunch time of his [-]th championship and just happen to defile Mimir's granddaughter and he was cursed with bad luck that day and all All the bad luck was concentrated on that day. It was only by various coincidences that Capone did something that he regretted for the rest of his life. After the investigation, the referee team found that what Capone said was true. Peng was unlucky to the extreme. After tracing back to the source, I was finally found out because I bet on Capone the whole time. Capone, who has won all the way, shared my bad luck and curse. Capone is really powerful and carries the curse. However, the accumulated bad luck broke out on the day of the finals, and everything Capone did that day was guided by the bad luck to the worst ending, but if Capone's strength was close to being beaten to death by Mimir on the spot, it is possible."

(End of this chapter)