The Unusual Number of Douluo

"OK then!"

Flender was moved by Zhao Xuan's serious eyes. He summoned a staff member of the arena, whispered beside him for a while, took out a mask from his arms and handed it to Zhao Xuan.

At the same time, the staff member walked to Zhao Xuan and looked at him in amazement: "Follow me."

Everyone looked at Zhao Xuan, who was following the staff, and Tang San couldn't help asking: "Dean, why would you agree."

There was a hint of anger in his voice, as if he was complaining why Flanders agreed and put Zhao Xuan in danger.

Flander's face was calm. He glanced at everyone and found that everyone had a different color on their faces. He said lightly: "I'm just a dean. I won't stop the students from thinking. I can only count you. A guide on the road, and you choose me not to interfere."

"And... do you really think how dangerous Zhao Xuan is? He is stronger than you think."

Thinking of the master's description of Zhao Xuan in the letter, Flender couldn't help sighing.

Chapter 26 The Undifferentiated Arena

"My lord, please come here."

The waiter in the Soto Great Arena respectfully led the way in front, and did not neglect Zhao Xuan's age at all.

Along the way, many guests and soul masters who came and went were surprised when they looked at Zhao Xuan. One was because of his outstanding appearance, and the second was because he looked so young.

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

"Is the indiscriminate fighting field underground?"

After putting on the mask, Zhao Xuan looked at the somewhat deep staircase in front of him and asked the waiter on the side.

"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 flame light could not dispel the darkness. The candlelight was limited to a small area, and the whole staircase made people feel the cold feeling.

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

When stepping out of the stairs, the light swallowed by darkness returned to the world, and at the same time the huge noise began to echo in the ears, roaring, swearing, exclaiming, crying...

There was such a noisy sound in all directions, and Zhao Xuan was a little uncomfortable. He frowned and turned his head to look around.

This is a large rotunda. There are many luminous crystal lamps hanging on the top of the hall. The crystal lamps have a bead curtain, and the crystals on the bead curtain exude a dazzling light.

In the center of the hall, there is a circular counter, where the most people gather, and the others are scattered in twos and threes in the hall.

There are more than fifty passages on the edge of the hall, one of which Zhao Xuan is in, and the noise of those noises comes from some of them.

"My lord, you can register wherever you want to participate in any competition." The waiter on the side pointed to the position in the middle of the hall.

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

Many people who were standing in the hall talking stopped, looked at Zhao Xuan with various eyes, and the most inside was unkind.

"Rookie?"

"Interesting, one more prey."

"Jie Jie, it's a pity that I can't see his face clearly after wearing a mask, otherwise I can imagine my fingertips scratching his face."

Someone smiled weirdly, the voice seemed to be pushing and pulling a jammed door, the voice was sharp and annoying.

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

He reached the counter and handed out his Iron Fighting Soul badge.

"Hello, sign up to fight indiscriminately." Zhao Xuan's voice was a bit thick, but still a little immature.

There was a flash of surprise in the eyes of the staff at the counter, but soon they respectfully accepted Zhao Xuan's badge.

"Please wait, sir." After receiving Zhao Xuan's badge, he simply made a few notes, and then said.

"Your competition will start in the Dizi No. 3 field in ten minutes. You can wait here for the rest of the time."

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

The people around also withdrew their gazes at Zhao Xuan, but Zhao Xuan's gaze turned to them again.

These people are of different shapes and colors, and some people hide their faces like Zhao Xuan, obviously don't want people to recognize themselves.And many people couldn't tell from the outside that he was a spirit master, but Zhao Xuan could feel the spirit power fluctuations from the people here more or less.

There was a sloppy old man sitting in the corner of the hall with a wine gourd, his face was as dense as a gully, and his face was red.

A young woman in a red dress, graceful and luxurious, she just stood there thinking of a spotlight, attracting people's eyes.

and also……

Here, the highly respected soul masters from the outside world are like rotten streets, no one can see their dignity, and even soon they will be like monkeys.

During the waiting period, there was a burst of sound from time to time in the hall, and the soul master who was pronounced the nickname hurriedly walked towards a passage.

Zhao Xuan stood quietly, which made him sigh, who could think of what the world is like here?!

"Please go to the Dizi No.7 Arena of Souls." A voice rang in the hall three times in a row.

"It's me."

Zhao Xuan showed a smile, as if a raging fire rose instantly in his heart, he felt the blood in his entire body boil.

Sometimes he also feels weird. He is not a person who is eager to fight. His dream is to be a salted fish and spend his life lazily.

But deep in his body, there seemed to be a flame burning that would never go out, driving him to fight.

Entering the passage to Dizi No. 7 Field, a waiter was waiting at the end.

At this moment, there is a deep and dark passage to the left and the right, and an exit full of light can be seen in the distance, and the waiter points to one of the passages.

"My lord, 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, feel the darkness, feel the rush of blood, feel loneliness, and then step out of the darkness and step into the light to fight!

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

"Welcome to our other challenger, the black mystery! He is a thirty-fourth-level control system war soul sovereign!"

"His opponent is the forty-fifth level of the Battle Soul Sect, the blood-colored lone wolf who has won five consecutive victories in this arena."

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