Is this Ming Lang?
The annual ranking champion of the Underground Beast Fighting Arena? One of the four dark powers on Linlan Street?
Yue Jinghua couldn’t help but glance sideways.
Ming Lang’s age is unknown, his identity unclear, and his origins a mystery. His cultivation strength also remains a secret to the outside world.
Ming Lang beca famous a year ago when, within the span of a month, he rose from an unknown bouncer in a gambling house to defeat the weekly, monthly, and annual champions of the Underground Beast Fighting Arena.
Strangely, unlike other champions of the Beast Fighting Arena, after his rise to fa, Ming Lang declined all invitations from powerful families and even refused the requests of the Imperial Military Departnt, choosing instead to remain alone on Linlan Street.
Since then, even without any agreent or followers, Ming Lang still beca one of the four major forces on Linlan Street.
Since becoming the annual champion, Ming Lang has stopped participating in the competitions of the Underground Beast Fighting Arena.
Regarding Ming Lang’s non-participation, various rumors circulated around the Underground Beast Fighting Arena and Linlan Street.
So say he accumulated a staggering wealth from his early competitions. Others say that there’s a superpower family backing him.
But one thing is certain: Ming Lang’s strength is terrifyingly formidable.
After he beca famous, there were a few tis local Dark Practitioners, including experts of Dark Heavenly grade, challenged Ming Lang, and not a single one lasted more than three moves against him.
Even those Dark Practitioners who had witnessed Ming Lang’s contests couldn’t clearly describe how he made his moves or how he killed.
And right now, that enigmatic Ming Lang was standing not far from Yue Jinghua.
"Hand over the data on that Dark Beast," Ming Lang spoke curtly, his request simple.
"Master Ming Lang, this... As you know, the rules of the Beast Fighting Arena forbid the disclosure of client data. I cannot provide the Dark Beast’s information," the staff mber, taking his responsibilities seriously, refused to reveal Little Shanshan’s identity and origins.
In the Imperial City, a Dark Beast is not only a beast, but also a symbol of status and a type of property.
Especially those which have made a na in the Underground Beast Fighting Arena can overnight see their value skyrocket.
In the past, there have been tragedies where participating Dark Beasts’ information was leaked, leading to the beasts and their owners being kidnapped and killed.
For safety reasons, the Underground Beast Fighting Arena has a strict set of security and confidentiality asures and will never disclose client and Dark Beast information.
"Where is Qing Zizhu?" Ming Lang didn’t ask further.
"Young Master Qing is not here tonight," the staff mber of the Underground Beast Fighting Arena imdiately broke out in a cold sweat.
Ming Lang did not say more, after taking another glance at the Flash Mink Leopard in the arena, he paused and then left.
Yue Jinghua listened for a while and a look of understanding appeared on his face.
Underground Beast Fighting Arena, Qing Zizhu?
If I rember correctly, isn’t Qing Zizhu one of the so-called ’officials’, the son of the president of the Yanyue Chamber of Comrce?
The Dark Beasts of the Underground Beast Fighting Arena die off in batches every day, yet they can be supplied continuously, even supplying War Beasts. From this, it seems that the relationship between the Underground Beast Fighting Arena and the Yanyue Chamber of Comrce is anything but shallow.
No wonder, back at the Sky Port, that guard captain hemd and hawed, saying that nowadays in the Imperial City, the one truly in power is not Long Teng the 72nd.
From the rampant ’officials’ to the four dark powers of Linlan Street, and then to the Underground Beast Fighting Arena that can make tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of Gold Coins overnight, the situation in Wo Hua Imperial City is much more complex than she imagined.
"Let’s go," Yue Jinghua pondered for a mont, reminding Shalman who was eager to try and couldn’t wait to let the Five-Colored Spider have a match.
"Go? Where to? I haven’t had enough fun yet. I was just discussing with Hongling whether we should sign up for a human fight to earn so extra money," Shalman laughed hehe.
Yue Jinghua rolled her eyes and said impatiently, "We are going to choose Dark Beasts for the second round of matches. We’ve already placed our bets on the preliminary odds, and the winnings are enough to earn you a year’s worth of extra money."
That night, the Flash Mink Leopard went from being initially despised to becoming the hottest contender, winning five matches in a row. Apart from avoiding the war beast "Bloodthirsty Leopards," it almost took turns defeating the strongest ones among the ten Dark Beasts present that evening.
Yue Jinghua and others, including Shalman, also made a killing with the five consecutive wins, netting no less than 150,000 just from the bets.
After their victory, they inquired further, and the girl who initially greeted them certainly did not dare to underestimate Yue Jinghua and her mini leopard anymore.
"Guests, your Dark Beast is very impressive. If interested, you can also participate in the monthly battles of the Beast Fighting Arena. On the fifteenth day of every bi-month and the first day of each single month, the Beast Fighting Arena holds the White Beast Battle, where the grade of the Dark Beasts, the corresponding prizes, and the attending guests will be several tis more than today," the girl explained enthusiastically.
"We’ll see when the ti cos," Yue Jinghua did not make a firm promise, but after collecting the Gold Coins, they left the Beast Fighting Arena.
The girl from the Beast Fighting Arena watched the three people leave and then pondered for a while.
She walked to the cage of birds in the Beast Fighting Arena, chose a particularly fierce albatross, quickly wrote a page, and tied it to the albatross’s leg.
Upon receiving the letter, the albatross imdiately flew into the night sky, passing over half of the Wohua Imperial City, and finally landed on the top floor of a brightly lit restaurant.
In the elegant seat on the top floor, several beautiful concubines from out of town were dancing to the music, one man was sitting by the rail, while another man was playing a Purple Bamboo Flute.
After the albatross flew in, it landed next to the man with the Purple Bamboo Flute, who then stopped playing, took the letter, skimd it briefly, and then burned the letter with a candle fla.
Watching the paper burn vigorously into ashes, the man sitting by the rail raised his eyebrows, and a trace of Evil Qi appeared on his face, revealing a hint of curiosity: "What’s wrong, sothing happened at the Underground Beast Fighting Arena?"
"Soone won five tis in a row, taking away a huge sum of prize and bet money amounting to hundreds of thousands," the man with the Purple Bamboo Flute said, twirling his flute in his hand.
"A few hundred thousand? A single monthly battle can win back several tis that amount. Besides, as long as my departnt’s War Beasts co into play, the opponent’s Dark Beast is dood. Zizhu, you’re becoming more and more impatient," the man with Evil Qi said unconcernedly, teasing his friend.
"You’re wrong, Bei Ao, What caught my attention is not the sum of hundreds of thousands of Gold Coins, but the fact that the winning Dark Beast is just a Flash Mink Leopard. Even more strange is that Ming Lang has expressed interest in that Dark Beast," the man with the Purple Bamboo Flute said with a faint smile, his expression quite carefree.
"A Flash Mink Leopard that even Ming Lang is interested in? That’s quite interesting. I haven’t been to the Underground Beast Fighting Arena for a long ti to practice. Count in for this month’s battle," Zhan BeiAo said, and leaped from the tall building, leaving only his back shadow to Qing Zizhu.
The latter touched his chin and muttered to himself: "Why is everyone only interested in the Dark Beast? I am more curious about the origins of the owner behind the Dark Beast."
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