Douluo: Start with a Tom Cat

Pang Tao, the person in charge of the fighting arena, walked in and saw the mess on the ground. His eyelids twitched. He looked at Shen An's information. Is this really the power that a great soul master can cause?

When Shen An was brewing words and preparing to communicate with Pang Tao to give less money, Ning Rongrong stood up.

"This is what we broke. If you want compensation, you can take my token directly to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect."

When Shen An heard this, he looked at Ning Rongrong with a soft look. This girl is usually willful and willful, but she can still get along at critical moments.

She really gives money when she has money, and she really goes to help when there is something wrong.

Pang Tao returned the token to Ning Rongrong respectfully: "Miss, you are joking. It's just some facilities. Why do you need to compensate? Besides, it's our fault to let people break in."

"It's just that high-level soul saints are rare. We can't stop them. Please forgive me, Miss."

After hearing this, Ning Rongrong said: "It's okay. In that case, we will leave first."

"Miss, wait a minute. I'm sorry to scare you and your friends today. I specially prepared three thousand gold soul coins to show my appreciation."

When the high-level soul saint broke in, the person in charge was really panicked. Fortunately, Ning Rongrong was fine, otherwise he really didn't know whether his big soul fighting field would still exist.

"I'm not short of money, give it to them." Ning Rongrong pointed at Shen An and Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuqing also shook her head to indicate that she didn't want it, while Shen An fell into deep thought.

Tom was so anxious that he turned around and around. This is all money. Why don't you want it?

Shen An stepped forward and said with a smile: "Oh, you are too polite. It is really embarrassing to ask for money after destroying your facilities."

"But since you are so sincere, Shen has a request."

Pang Tao's face softened when he heard the first half of Shen An's words, but when he heard the latter, he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.

He didn't want any money, so he must have a bigger plan. He just looked at the face of the little princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. If this person's request was not excessive, he would agree.

Pang Tao gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, it's our fault today, little brother, just say it."

Shen An smiled and said: "This big brother, I don't like money, but I love some false reputation. Can you arrange some gambling fights for me as soon as possible and then promote it for me."

Pang Tao looked at Shen An with strange eyes. In fact, most people come to the fighting spirit field to gain fame and fortune, but in the final analysis, it is still for money.

This guy is good, he doesn't love money but only love fame, but this is easy to deal with, just some publicity.

"Little brother, you are polite, of course, this is fine, my name is Pang Tao, you can call me Brother Pang from now on." Pang Tao said.

Shen An said happily: "Thank you, Brother Pang."

Shen An thought that he still had more than 30% of his soul power, so it was more than enough to fight a game.

The battle with the four Shrek people was just to vent Zhu Zhuqing's anger, and the real purpose was to become famous in the Great Fighting Soul Arena and gain fame points.

Ning Rongrong frowned and said: "Why are you so strong, and you are still fighting, aren't you tired?"

Shen An laughed: "Those who are happy in the middle, so they don't know how to get tired."

How can such a happy thing as earning fame points and then winning the lottery to improve yourself make people feel tired?

Pang Tao is very efficient and quickly arranged a game for Shen An, and it was the one with the most people.

According to the eyesight of Pang Tao, a six-ring soul emperor, Shen An is very strong. Even with the assistance of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, Shen An's brilliance cannot be covered.

You know, the assistance of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda is stronger when facing a strong opponent. The traces of fighting on the scene have exceeded the strength of the three-ring soul master.

Therefore, Pang Tao directly arranged the strongest among the great soul masters in the fighting soul field for Shen An.

If Shen An wants fame, he naturally needs a strong person as a stepping stone. The fame brought by the weak person is minimal.

Pang Tao looked at Shen An as if he was looking at a treasure pot. Shen An's fame does not conflict with the interests of the fighting soul field. As long as it is properly operated, the fighting soul field can also gain fame and fortune.

"Forget it, why are you like a fighting maniac? Then this lady will play a two-on-two game with you later. Anyway, the team has been registered."

Seeing that Shen An was not tired, Zhu Zhuqing wanted to say that if Shen An liked fighting, she could accompany Shen An, but she didn't expect Ning Rongrong to speak first and said that the team had been registered.

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes were dim, her lips were pursed, and her teeth left a row of teeth marks. It was obviously me who came first.

In the following game, Shen An won as expected. He was highly focused throughout the whole process, which was even more tense than the battle with Tang San.

Shen An had to control his strength at all times to avoid splitting the opponent in half. The opponent was not strong enough, not even as strong as any combat soul master in Shrek.

Whether it was a one-on-one or two-on-two game, there was only one game a day, so Shen An took the two girls and one cat to the two-on-two venue.

At least half of the audience seats in the two-on-two were occupied, and the popularity was high. At this time, their two opponents had already stood on the stage.

The host now announced the opening remarks of the soul master combination as usual.

Shen An walked in front of Ning Rongrong. At this time, Shen An was nearly 1.8 meters tall. The improvement of soul power and the acquisition of soul rings made him develop exceptionally well, and he did not look like a twelve-year-old at all.

Ning Rongrong looked at Shen An's tall figure standing in front of her and felt her face getting a little hot. Damn, what's going on with this strange sense of security?

Zhu Zhuqing was petting a cat off the stage while looking at the two people on the stage in a sullen manner. It was really annoying. She thought about it and unconsciously exerted force on her hands.

Tom meowed, which shocked Zhu Zhuqing. It turned out that he had used too much strength and a tuft of blue hair fell off the top of Tom's head.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at the sad Tom with a guilty look on his face: "I'm sorry, Tom, it's all my fault. I was thinking about something and didn't notice you, so I used too much force unconsciously."

Tom wiped the tears from his eyes, gathered the blue hair in Zhu Zhuqing's hand, and took out a bottle of glue with 502 written on it.

It first wiped it on the bald head of its head, and then carefully put the blue hair on it. Zhu Zhuqing was stunned as to why Tom could always take out strange things.

Shen An's opponents were also a man and a woman.

The man was a muscular man with gnarled veins on his body. He was obviously a powerful soul master. The woman was charming and voluptuous, and her clothes were revealing.

"The next step will be an exciting battle. The Akaashi team, which has won four consecutive victories, will face our talented young player An Rong team today. Who among them can win the final victory? Let's wait and see!"

When Shen An heard about the An Rong combination, he couldn't help but look at Ning Rongrong sideways, and Ning Rongrong said with a guilty conscience:

"Didn't you let me get it myself? Besides, Anrong is so nice, safe, prosperous and wealthy."

After Zhu Zhuqing in the audience heard the An Rong group, his narrow and slender little hands suddenly tugged hard, as if he was violently venting his emotions.

"ah!"

Tom screamed in pain again, tears streaming down his face as he looked at the large piece of blue hair in Zhu Zhuqing's hand.

This emperor is bald again.

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