Douluo: Refresh the entries and start with great luck!.

Chapter 82: Zhao Li: I'll just go all in! I'm sure to win!
Lin Feng comforted Dugu Yan.

Then, he remembered that she still had the phrase "Immune to Fate" hanging above her head.

Now that he has become the child of destiny, he has not noticed any special changes in Dugu Yan's attitude towards him.

Now that there are no other Destined Children in the world, this entry seems to have no use.

Fortunately, he was too lazy to keep the entries after refreshing them.

The entry refreshed for Dugu Yan a month ago is still waiting for his choice.

Lin Feng looked at the three entries above Dugu Yan's head that were refreshed by Immune Destiny.

[Villain Boss (Purple): You are destined to become the enemy of the Destiny Child and are immune to Destiny.]

He has become the son of destiny, how could he let his wife become a villain?

Lin Feng was speechless. How could such an entry be refreshed for him?

[Ageless Face (Purple): Your appearance will not age with time.]

This is too spicy.

Titled Douluo can maintain the appearance of his youth.

Moreover, the item he had found before that could keep the whole body young was only a purple item.

This is just appearance.

The dish is really rubbish.

Lin Feng sighed inwardly and could only look at the last entry.

[Dream Explorer (Purple): You can control it at will, jump out of your own dream, and enter the dreams of others.]

This is another useless entry, it can be regarded as an entertainment entry.

Forget it.

It just so happens that Dugu Yan always complains of being bored, so giving her this entry might help her find some fun.

"System, select this."

"Ding! The entry was successfully changed!"

As the system voice fell, Lin Feng continued to eat.

Soon the night was approaching, and the few of them ended the party early and returned to school.

"Bye, Young Master. Listen carefully to your words, Xiao Feng."

Yu Kuang smiled and waved his hand.

After saying goodbye to Lin Feng and the others, he did not go home, but walked in another direction.

The big soul fighting arena.

The exchange office was bustling with people coming and going.

In the VIP room on the second floor, Zhao Li's eyes were bloodshot and his eyeballs seemed to be popping out.

"Zhao San, give me one thousand gold coins to bet on the Invincible Bull!"

He stared at the fighting arena intently and shouted loudly with a hoarse voice.

"Master, you've already lost a lot. How about we just forget about it and take a day off to try to regain our luck?"

His subordinate Zhao San stood aside, looking extremely nervous, with beads of sweat on his forehead, and advised cautiously.

"I don't believe this! I'm sure I'll win this time. This is an undefeated bull!"

"It hasn't lost a single match before, it's sure to win again!"

Zhao Li glared at him fiercely and roared at Zhao San, looking at him with a murderous look.

He had lost so many times that he couldn't believe his luck was this bad.

What do you mean by trying to get lucky? Is that something he would do?

He insisted on fighting to the end!
What if he loses? He just wants to lose until he wins!
On the competition stage.

The battle between the Invincible Bull and the Sky-Defying Eagle ended quickly.

"Oh my god! The Sky-Defying Eagle unexpectedly won the game."

The host held the microphone and announced the results of the competition passionately.

The cheers from the audience were deafening, but Zhao Li felt like he was struck by a bolt from the blue.

"Fuck, I'm so unlucky today!"

"No more playing."

He was so angry that he kicked the table to pieces and left the box with his men in anger.

Just as he walked to the first floor and was about to leave, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Sign me up for the Soul Sect-level fighting spirit, the sooner the better."

"Okay sir"

Yu Kuang threw a gold coin to the staff and stood confidently at the registration entrance.

In a moment, he walked into the contestant preparation area.

"That guy is Yu Kuang, right? He actually signed up for the Soul Sect battle? Did he break through to the Soul Sect level?"

Zhao Li looked at Yu Kuang's back, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and said.

His subordinate Zhao San nodded quickly: "Yes, sir."

When Zhao Li heard this, he was overjoyed and felt relieved instantly.

This Yu Kuang has just broken through to Soul Sect, at most level 41st or 42nd.

He will definitely lose this battle!
If I just make a slight move and suppress his opponent, won't I be able to win back all the losses I lost before?

Maybe you can make a fortune!
Hahahaha, what a turn of events!

Thinking of this, he immediately ran to the manager of the fighting arena like a gust of wind and excitedly shouted, "Lend me 100,000 gold soul coins!"

"Sir, don't borrow so much. If we lose, it will be all over. We won't be able to pay it back!"

When Zhao San, who was following nearby, heard this, his face turned pale instantly and he hurriedly tried to persuade him.

Zhao Li interrupted him impatiently: "What do you know! I'm sure to win! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

"Mr. Zhao, you haven't been very lucky lately. I'm afraid you can't borrow so much." "You already owe a lot of money. If you lose again..."

The manager of the fighting arena looked embarrassed, with wrinkles on his face twisted together, and said reluctantly.

"Stop talking nonsense! I'll pay you back in the next round, hurry up!"

When Zhao Li heard this, he immediately became furious, his face turned red, and he shouted loudly.

"Assistant, give him the money, 10,000 gold soul coins."

The manager of the fighting arena had no choice but to wave his hand and call his assistant to come over and give him the money.

After all, he is the son of Marquis Zhao, so he should be able to afford the 10,000 gold soul coins.

"Hahahaha, now I'm all for the Tigers to win."

"Damn it, I don't believe I can lose this time."

"Zhao San, go over and place your bet."

After Zhao Li got the money, he didn't care how much it was and put it all on Yu Kuang's opponent Menghu without hesitation.

His eyes were fixed on the fighting arena, with greed flashing in his eyes. He rubbed his hands excitedly, waiting to collect the money.

On the soul fighting stage.

"Game start!"

As the host finished speaking, Yu Kuang took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently, and his soul power surged throughout his body.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Vacuum Slash!"

For a moment, he sucked all the air out of the fighting arena.

The entire competition stage seemed to be in a brief state of suffocation.

"What's going on? I can't breathe?"

"This is actually a suffocating ability. It's powerful."

"Oooooh! Mom, I'm going to die."

"Ahh, I, I, huh—I can finally breathe again."

Fortunately, the fighting arena was large enough and ventilated, and it was refilled with air in just a few seconds.

People breathed greedily.

A few seconds of suffocation does not cause much harm, but the fear it brings is very intense.

"That's it? Trying to defeat a soul master by suffocating him is ridiculous!"

"You think you can beat me like this? You're so naive! I'm a level 48 tiger!"

Seeing this, the tiger was not panicked, but instead spoke sarcastically.

"The third soul skill..."

However, his words had not yet finished.

Yu Kuang exerted his strength again, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes.

A sharp vacuum slash whizzed out, as fast as lightning.

The next second, without waiting for the tiger to react.

With a loud "bang", the tiger was directly knocked out of the competition venue by Yu Kuang.

“Never underestimate your opponent.”

Yu Kuang looked at the tiger outside the venue with a cold face and said with disdain.

VIP room on the second floor.

When Zhao Li saw this scene, he was stunned and stood there, his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground.

"How could this happen? How is it possible..."

"How did this tiger lose?"

"Why is Yu Kuang so powerful now?"

He muttered to himself with empty eyes.

Zhao San, who was standing by, squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, looking devastated, and couldn't help but groan in his heart.

I knew the young master couldn't win. What should I do now?

We definitely can't pay this back!
If the master knew about this, he would definitely skin us alive.

not far away.

The manager of the fighting arena walked straight towards their box with several strong men.

"Zhao San, stop them quickly. I have something else to do and I'll leave first."

Zhao Li, who was about to escape, came out and saw this, and hurriedly shouted to Zhao San.

"Me... me?"

"Master, how can I stop them?"

"That's the Soul King!"

Zhao San pointed at himself, looking confused and with his mouth wide open.

"What's the point of talking? Just go!"

Zhao Li roared impatiently.

After saying that, he turned around and ran away.

Zhao San waved his hands helplessly, and watched the manager and others approaching with trepidation, his legs shaking constantly.

Finally, he mustered up the courage and rushed over shouting.

Before he could rush to the front, the assistant knocked him unconscious with a knife.

"Forget it, let's notify the Zhao family and let them deal with this mess."

The manager looked at Zhao Liyuan's back and shook his head.

(End of this chapter)