The Wizard is Coming

Oh, isn't this Young Master Douluo? You blind guys, didn't you see Young Master Douluo coming? Hurry up and bring a chair for Young Master Douluo.

Sha Lan looked at the thin, short middle-aged man in front of him wearing gold and silver, like an upstart, if he was interested, but he didn't say much, but stood behind Douluo like a guard. Well, here, his identity is just one of Douro's guards, and he used Douro's relationship to participate in fighting competitions in the underground fighting arena, avoiding his own identity from being exposed to the eyes of those who want to.

Du Luo's acting skills are not bad, he nodded to the middle-aged nouveau riche, sat on the chair, looked at the middle-aged nouveau riche who was quite respectful to him and said: Mr. Babo, don't be too polite, I also want to ask Mr. Babo to give me some help this time.

Du Luo is very clear that the reason why Babo is so enthusiastic about him and his attitude is so low is because his father has recently become the mayor of Cynthia City. You must know that when he came here before that, Babo Bo also just smiled and said hello, this level of treatment was only given to Nano who is now missing, so Douluo never thought he was so great, so he was domineering, and he still had reservations when dealing with Babo respectful.

Hearing that Douluo came here to ask for help, Babo rolled his eyes immediately, and said with a cautious smile, I don't know what Master Douluo wants me to do? As long as I, Babo, can If we do, we will definitely do our best to help Young Master Douluo.

Of course, Douluo didn't believe Babo's words, but it's really a trivial matter for one person to participate in an underground fighting game. I'm afraid Babo is still happy, so Duro didn't pretend to be a fool, and said: Mr. Babo, I want the guard next to me to participate in the underground fighting competition, I don't know what Mr. Babo thinks?

When he heard that Du Luo's request was only to arrange for someone to participate in the underground fighting competition, Babo's heart sank, his face immediately smiled like a chrysanthemum, nodded repeatedly and said: No problem, this matter Of course it’s okay, as long as you speak, Master Douluo, there’s no reason why you can’t do it, it’s just as a rule in our fighting arena, I think you, Master Douluo, should be clear that once you enter the fighting arena, life and death are irrelevant, so You need to sign a life-and-death contract before going on stage, so you should be able to make the decision, Young Master Douluo?

Hearing about life and death and the life and death contract, Douluo immediately hesitated. After all, Sha Lan was not his real guard, and even if he was a real guard, his father would not let him decide the life and death of the guard so casually. Just when Douluo was about to turn his head to ask Shalan, Shalan put his hand on Douro's shoulder and spoke to Nababo.

Mr. Babo, my young master can naturally make the decision. I can sign a life and death contract with you now.

Although he was a bit puzzled by Shalan's youthful appearance, Babo didn't intend to get to the bottom of the matter of the nobles. He just nodded and turned around to ask his subordinates to fetch the contract.

At this time, Sha Lan had already taken out half of a pure black mask from the backpack she was carrying. This half of pure black mask would only cover the upper half of her face, and there were two long and narrow openings for her eyes. As for the other parts, they are all extremely smooth planes.

Putting on the mask, Shalan moved his head, adjusted the angle of the mask, and then looked at Babo who fetched the contract again, and pressed his handprint without the slightest hesitation. Names can be faked , and many people who come to the underground fighting arena to compete are unwilling to reveal their true faces and real names, so only fingerprints are the real proof of effectiveness.

Sir, I don't know what we should call you. After all, we will introduce it to the audience when we play.

Just call me Black Ting, Black Black, Thunder Ting.

OK,

Mr. Hei Ting, please follow my men to the temporary lounge. I will arrange an entry-level competition for Mr. Hei Ting in a while.

Before knowing the strength of those fighters in the underground fighting arena, Sha Lan would naturally not pretend to ask him to arrange a strong opponent for him. Start with entry-level fighters and gradually increase their strength. This is the safest way After all, Sha Lan came here to seek battle to improve his strength, not to seek death.

When Sha Lan was about to follow Babo's men to the lounge, Du Luo suddenly caught up and cried to Sha Lan in a low voice: Sha Lan, you have to be careful, I'm not worried that you will be beaten I will die, but even if I am seriously injured, I will have a layer of skin peeled off, so it is still too late for you to regret it now.

Seeing the crying Douluo, Shalan smiled slightly, and said to Douluo: Have you brought any money? If you do, beat me to win. It just so happens that you are not short of money recently? This can help you a lot. You ease the financial pressure.

No, what kind of money is there now? I'm relieved that your boss can come back safe and sound.

Regarding the fact that Shalan killed Jonathan, at the request of Rolle, confidential measures were taken, so Douro actually didn't know the extent of Shalan's strength, but only knew that Shalan was under Hasted's attack. It's just training, otherwise it would be impossible for Duro to agree to let Sha Lan come here to participate in the underground fighting competition.

Patting Douro on the shoulder, Shalan smiled and said, Don't worry, the result will satisfy you.

After the words fell, Sha Lan followed Babo's men to the players' lounge to rest temporarily, waiting for the start of the game, while Duro followed Babo helplessly to the best players in the underground fighting arena. Sitting down in the stands, he looked anxiously at the extremely bright boxing ring-like ring in the center that was illuminated by lights.

Under the leadership of Babo, Shalan came to a slightly damp and dark lounge. This is a single lounge with a lot of water and food, as well as places to sit and lie down. Sha Lan just stood on the ground of the lounge, slowly posing and doing warm-up exercises, but she couldn't see any nervousness.

He waited for a long time, and heard cheers and curses from outside. Not long after there were panicked footsteps and wailing outside the door, someone knocked on the door of Shalan's lounge, and Babo's men opened it. He walked through the door of the waiting room, and said to Sha Lan with a little respect: Mr. Hei Ting, your competition is about to start, please go to the ring to prepare for the competition.