Douluo: I, Tang San, want to marry Qian Renxue in this life

The useless Xiaogang also seemed at a loss at this moment. He touched his shiny crew head. His small eyes were full of anxiety and confusion. He didn't dare to look at Flanders' eyes that were almost spitting out fire. He just lowered his head. Looking at his toes, he said with a trembling voice: "Well, no, Flanders, have you really staked all your money?"

There was unconcealable horror and disbelief in his words.

In his opinion, even if the Shrek Seven Devils are quite powerful, it would be too risky to bet all their wealth on such an unknown battle.

Flender's face was pale, and he stared closely at the useless Xiaogang.

"Yes!" He almost roared out this sentence, "I thought we Shrek Seven Devils would definitely win, but I didn't expect... All the troubles we had on the road are gone now, but what should I do? ah!"

When the useless Xiaogang heard this, his body trembled involuntarily. He raised his head and looked at Flanders' face that was twisted with anger and despair, feeling panicked in his heart.

"This..." He swallowed and tried to calm down his emotions, "If that doesn't work, let's go to the supervisor and ask him to return the 300,000 gold soul coins to us. After all, I am well-known in the soul master world. Master, and Rand, you are also a strong soul saint, how dare you not give us face in this small big soul fighting arena in Silvis City?"

There was a hint of luck and hope in his words, as if he was looking for a way out for himself and Flender.

Flanders was silent for a moment when he heard this. There was a complicated light in his eyes, as if he was weighing the pros and cons.

Finally, he nodded, his voice revealing endless bitterness and helplessness.

"Okay, that's a bit of a loss of face, but I can't lose 300,000 gold soul coins all at once. Let's wait for the children to recuperate first, and then we'll get all our gold soul coins back..."

In the soul fighting arena.

With Qian Renxue leaving, the staff of the Great Soul Fighting Arena became busy.

They carried stretchers, lifted Niu Dagang, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun one by one and sent them to the rest room. These three people had suffered a lot of injuries in the previous battle, and they all looked a little weak and powerless at the moment.

Although Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu were not injured, they were severely hit by this sudden failure. They followed the stretcher silently.

Dai Mubai, Niu Dagang, and Ma Hongjun were rudely carried into the lounge of the Great Soul Fighting Arena by the staff.

The stretcher shook violently a few times, and then with a bang, the three of them were mercilessly thrown to the ground.

This sudden impact made Niu Dagang, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun groan in pain. Their faces instantly became paler, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

"Take it easy!" Oscar looked at this scene with anger in his heart.

He shouted and rushed towards the three of them, while waving his hands rapidly, the soul power condensed in his palms, forming attractive healing sausages.

These sausages exude a faint soul power fluctuation and an alluring aroma, as if they have the power to heal all wounds.

Oscar first handed a large therapeutic sausage to Ma Hongjun's mouth. His eyes were full of concern and anxiety: "Fat man, eat it quickly. This will make you feel better."

Although Ma Hongjun was in too much pain to speak, he still managed to open his mouth and ate the sausage handed over by Oscar.

As the sausage entered his belly, a warm current spread in Ma Hongjun's body. His face gradually returned to a little rosy, and his painful expression softened a little.

Then, Oscar handed over large healing sausages to Niu Dagang and Dai Mubai respectively. Although their condition was slightly better than that of Ma Hongjun, they were both seriously injured.

They took the sausage, looked at Oscar gratefully, and ate it.

As time passed, the breaths of the three gradually became calmer, and the pain on their faces gradually faded.

They lay on the ground and began to calmly adjust their breathing and recuperate.

At this moment, the door of the lounge was pushed open, and the old bachelor Flanders and the useless Xiaogang walked in with gloomy faces.

Their steps were heavy, and their faces no longer had the smiles of the past, replaced by seriousness and solemnity.

Seeing the expressions of the teachers, several people suddenly felt guilty and guilty.

They all stood up and lowered their heads, not daring to look directly into the eyes of Flanders and Yu Xiaogang.

As the captain, Dai Mubai first apologized: "Teacher, I'm sorry, it's all our fault for letting you down." His voice was full of self-blame and regret.

Others echoed the apology, expressing their guilt and determination.

Oscar couldn't help but said: "We underestimated the enemy too much. I didn't expect that Xue'er was so powerful." His tone revealed his awe for Qian Renxue and his dissatisfaction with himself.

Flanders waved his hand, interrupting everyone's apology.

He took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound calm: "Forget it, it's useless to say this now. You guys rest here first. Qin Ming will come to pick you up later. Xiaogang and I are going to see this guy." The boss behind the Elvis Great Spirit Arena, please get our money back by the way."

Hearing Flender's words, several people were surprised. They didn't expect that the teacher had such a plan. After all, they had already lost the game. According to common sense, it is almost impossible to recover the lost money. .

However, Flanders seemed extremely determined and confident.

He glanced at Yu Xiaogang, who also nodded in support.

Flanders continued: "On this continent, there are not many people who dare to win my golden iron triangle. Although we lost the game, it does not mean that we give up."

There was an unquestionable majesty and domineeringness in his words, which made several people feel excited and reassured.

They know that as long as the dean and master are here, there will be a way to solve the problem.

Ning Rongrong couldn't help but ask: "Want to get the money back? Didn't we lose?" Her tone revealed confusion and confusion. In her opinion, if you lose, you lose, and no matter how hard you try, you can't change the result.

Xiao Wu also echoed: "Yes, you and Master are so shameless."

Flender was not angry or frustrated because of their words. On the contrary, he smiled obscenely, showing a row of yellow teeth: "Even if we lose, Xiaogang and I will get our money back, so don't worry. Our Golden Triangle’s reputation is not in vain.”

After saying that, he and Yu Xiaogang looked at each other, smiled, turned and walked out of the lounge.

The loser Xiaogang and the old bachelor Flanders walked side by side through the corridor. The dim candlelight on both sides of the corridor stretched their shadows, as if foreshadowing the unknown challenges that were about to happen.