Elven King Trainer

Chapter 150 Challenge, Arena Trainer. (seeking subscription)
"Boss, trust me, I will definitely pay you back the money slowly."

"Of course I believe you, but I don't need it, I have a solution." Wen Luo stood up slowly and made a decision.

"What way?" Standing beside Wen Luo, Feng Chen asked anxiously.

"Just like you, let's have an elf competition." Wen Luo said seriously.

Feng Chen quickly wanted to choke Wen Luo's thoughts: "Boss, no! What if you lose too."

"Besides, in the battles here, in order to get rewards, I used all my strength to fight. When my Fireball Rat was fighting, fortunately, I moved quickly and quickly retracted the Fireball Rat to admit defeat, otherwise the Flame Rat would be seriously injured."

"Of course I know that fighting here is dangerous for elves, but I want to try." Wen Luo's eyes were firm.

In the past, he would never let his elf companions fight in this kind of place, but after experiencing the elves controlled by the power of nightmares, the practice of the nightmare god in the abandoned base, and when they strayed into the alien space, these things are actually the most real and cruel battles.

There is also what Wen Luo has always cared about, the evil beast group behind the Nightmare God. He feels that he can no longer get out of these things.

But once he decides to explore the secrets of the evil beast group, it is equivalent to embarking on an extremely dangerous path. Wen Luo has not yet figured it out clearly, but no matter whether he intervenes in the matter or not, his future life will be indispensable, dangerous experiences and tribulations.

As for the fighting style in the arena, although it is a bit excessive, it is nothing compared to those more cruel realities.

Therefore, here is a good place to hone, and it will also allow the elves to face those real battles in the future.

"Then you still..."

"The battle rules in the arena are limited to trainers of the same level. I am now a black iron level 2 trainer. I am confident that I can defeat most of the opponents in the black iron level." Wen Luo said with great confidence.

"Black Iron 2? It's so strong." Feng Chen was startled, thinking of himself, now he's only a rookie at level [-].

"Walk."

Wen Luo took the lead and walked out of the room, and the man in the floral dress outside surrounded him: "How do you say, how do you want to make up for it?"

"Arrange me a competitive battle and bet on energy cubes." Wen Luo said bluntly.

"Huh?" The man in the floral dress was stunned for a moment. He understood what Wen Luo meant, and wanted to make up for it through competitive fighting. He sneered, "You think so many people come out to gamble with energy cubes every day!"

"Besides, don't you have no energy cubes?"

"But, I have money." Wen Luo said proudly.

"There is no one who wants to gamble with energy cubes today. If you really want to come, you can fight against our trainers in the Shadow Arena." The man in the floral dress showed a sinister smile.

"Sure enough, it's a scam you set up!" Wen Luo sneered, and the few words of the man in floral clothes confirmed what he thought in his heart. Fengchen's energy cubes would be stolen, and now it is very likely that the Shadow Arena messed up.

"Setting up a trick? What are you talking about?" The man in the floral dress was startled. He was extremely calm on the surface, but he felt guilty.

The other party was right, the loss of Feng Chen's energy cube was not accidental.

The man in the floral dress accidentally found a young man holding an energy cube near the Shadow Arena, so he designed to steal it and lead it to the vicinity of the arena. Such a precious thing just disappeared, and there was a chance to earn back the valuables in front of him. There was a great possibility that he would choose to try.

This is the case with Feng Chen. After entering the Shadow Arena, the man in flowered clothes immediately arranged a battle to bet on energy cubes. Feng Chen's opponent, although he said he was an outsider, was actually a trainer in the arena.

The man in the floral dress was calm on the surface, but his eyes dodged from time to time. Even if Wen Luo didn't look at this detail, he already knew the trick involved, and said it bluntly: "All the rules of the arena are battles between the same level. Fengchen is only a trainer at the rookie level. How can so many people have such a precious resource as energy cubes?"

"Not to mention, it's so easy to come to the arena and take this as a bet, and within half an hour after entering your arena, my friend immediately arranged a match with energy cubes as a bet, isn't it too smooth?"

"Haha, what can he do with his luck, we happen to have such a person here!" The man in the floral dress laughed loudly.Even if someone guessed it, he would never admit such a thing.

"Okay, it's useless to talk too much, hurry up and arrange for a black iron trainer from your Shadow Arena to play." Wen Luo ignored the man in floral clothes in front of him.

It is useless to say these things now, Wen Luo has no definite evidence, as long as the other party refuses to admit it, there is nothing they can do, and they are too lazy to talk nonsense.

"This kid!" The man in the floral dress gritted his teeth inwardly, this kid is too crazy.

Resisting his unhappiness, the man in the flowered dress agreed to Wen Luo's request, and challenged the trainer of the Shadow Arena, which was tantamount to free. The man in the flowered dress was too happy to sign up for Wen Luo.

"Brother Ye, forget it, you should still help me advance one hundred thousand, and I will pay you back slowly. I will fight against the trainers in the arena. Few of them have won. They will all send out the strongest trainers in the arena at their level."

"You have very little chance of winning!" Feng Chen tried his best to dissuade, the methods here in the arena are almost known to everyone, and it is basically impossible to earn something in the arena.

Unless it is, a powerful trainer with a level beyond that comes into play.

"Hehe, have some confidence in me?" Wen Luo made up his mind.

"Hehe, good boy, all of you are optimistic about him, I'll arrange an opponent for him!" the man in the floral dress said, and then walked towards the battle registration hall.

Under normal circumstances, trainers who want to fight against each other must come to the registration office to sign up on their own. After filling out the information, wait for a while, and the people in the arena will arrange an opponent of the same level for you.

After the surrounding spectators placed their bets, they could start a competitive battle, and the man in the floral dress took the initiative to help Wen Luo find an opponent.

He wanted to find one, the strongest and most ferocious trainer among the black iron-level trainers in the Shadow Arena, and teach this kid from the Junsha clan a lesson.

"What about the Junsha family, you are too young, kid!" the man in the floral dress said sinisterly.

"Hey! Wait!" Wen Luo called to stop the man in the floral dress.

The man in the floral dress stopped and turned his head slowly.

"I haven't said how many bets yet."

"???" The man in the floral dress was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "How many more do you want to bet?"

(End of this chapter)