Douluo: Possess Eight Magic Skills

As I said before, 10,000 gold soul coins is not a small number. If I go back this time, the money I want will definitely be another 30,000 or 40,000, right? In this world, tens of thousands of gold soul coins can be taken out at will, giving people the impression that the forces (excluding countries) are only the Wuhun Temple and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, although the other six of the seven sects can also take out at any time. The liquidity of tens of thousands of gold soul coins, however, the above-mentioned forces can never give these tens of thousands of gold soul coins to one person to enjoy and squander, including Wuhun Hall and Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

As for going to the Prince's Palace as Xue Qinghe to get money, please, Xue Qinghe's image is a corporal of Li Xian and a gentle breeze, where can there be private money? Moreover, even if you ask for it from above, what do you, a locked-up prince, ask for money?

"Forget it, if I don't steal or rob, I won't be able to get so much money even if I go back to those places." We will not do anything we are not sure about, what we should consider is whether we need to use force to get out of the Great Soul Arena in the future."

Hearing Mo Lin's confident words, Qian Renxue hesitated for a while, but followed Mo Lin in. Although he didn't understand where Mo Lin's confidence came from, he could ensure that he would win the game, but Qian Renxue had never seen it before. Merlin did something he wasn't sure about.

When he came to the big battle field, Mo Lin opened a room to watch the battle, but instead of placing a bet right away, he came to the room with a booklet with all the battles and the odds of each game for today. , then sat cross-legged on the sofa and said:

"Xiaoxue, no matter what happens, don't disturb me in front of my eyes."

Qian Renxue nodded, and then she felt that Mo Lin seemed to have activated some kind of ability. She was still very familiar with this feeling.

'This is. . . Is it Kobayashi's soul skill? What is he using this for now? The game hasn't started yet? This is not the time to cheat! ’

That's right, Mo Lin very roguely used Fenghou Qimen to let himself into the interior scene, so as to calculate the outcome of each battle of the fighting spirit today. This kind of behavior can be said to be extremely "gateway", but Mo Lin is short of money now, this is the only way he can think of to quickly get money by means of seemingly "legal" means, and in Mo Lin obtained the seventh spirit ring After that, he didn't have to show his spirit ring at all when he used the eight strange skills, so no one could find out what Mo Lin did.

And even if they found out, they would definitely not understand why, in this world, only Mo Lin is the only one who understands Qimen, and anyone who has heard of Qimen can be counted as Tang San at most. It doesn't count if you don't get seen."

When he came to the interior scene, Mo Lin looked around. Although Zhuge Qing said that the interior scene was equivalent to the spiritual space of a warlock, it was still different from the spiritual space. Mo Lin did not see those who stayed in his body here. guy.

Mo Lin silently repeated in his heart that he wanted to know the results of all the battles in the Soul Battle Arena in Hanhai City today, and a ball of light the size of Mo Lin's head appeared in front of Mo Lin.

"Similar to what I thought, this kind of money-related things, as long as the scope is well controlled, generally won't have much impact on the world, anyway, the final result of these gamblers is either poverty (referring to the kind of gambling that spends money The people on the board), or it’s innocuous (referring to those rich people who gamble and play), I just make some people’s self-inflicted poor life ahead of time, or basically have little impact on some people.”

Mo Lin opened the ball of light in front of him, suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and then a bunch of information was passed into his brain. The final result of all the fighting spirits in today's Great Soul Arena appeared in Mo Lin's brain. inside.

After getting what he wanted, Merlin exited the scene and returned to reality.

Mo Lin opened his eyes, picked up the booklet on the side and looked at it, then frowned. Judging from the results obtained by Mo Lin in the interior scene, the games on the first page were basically the ones with low odds winning the soul masters. Turning to the next page, there are finally a few 3-for-1 and 4-for-1, but that's not enough, don't go in casually if you don't have 100,000 money-burning places like auctions.

In the end, Merlin decided to bet on four games, two in the morning and two in the afternoon. Because the rules of the Great Soul Fighting Field were to settle all bets every half a day, Mo Lin planned to place 5,000 Gold Soul Coins in each of the two Soul Fighting games in the morning.

In front of the counter, Merlin handed the card to the waitress at the counter, and pointed to the two contestants in the two games in the booklet:

"Hello, please help me bet on these two games."

"Okay, okay!" The waitress in charge of betting had never seen such a handsome young man to place a bet. In Hanhai City, generally only the sloppy older homeless people and the nobility who pass by occasionally come to bet, because this area is not as rich as the inland, and people of Mo Lin's age are generally still up early to make money from the dark. , did not dare to spend money on such a risky thing, not to mention Mo Lin still has the appearance and temperament to crush the audience.

After Mo Lin finished his bet, he didn't know whether it was because he was jealous of his appearance or because he really felt that Mo Lin was inexperienced, just like disgusting and disgusting Mo Lin. A voice just barely audible began to speak.

"Look, that kid actually bet on Lu Renjia and Shi Bingyi, you can tell he is a newcomer at a glance."

"That's ~www.NovelMTL.com~ Lu Renjia and Shi Bingyi are only level 41 Soul Sect. Their opponents are level 48 and level 49. How could they have won?"

"That's right, betting on these two people to win is simply a brain problem. It's a wise move to bet against someone like us."

. . . . . .

Mo Lin looked at the odds of the other two players in the two games he had bet on. He turned his head to leave and looked at the dress of these old gamblers, showing a look of contempt.

'Although I know the final result through Fenghou Qimen, I can't even see this obvious trap. No wonder you are still just some sloppy gamblers. It's in this game. ’

Those old gamblers have been talking about Mo Lin, and naturally they noticed Mo Lin's expression when he looked at them, because Mo Lin's clothes are very monotonous black and white, and the fabric is very good, but if you don't look carefully, you can't tell. There are no decorations, and it looks like a "middle class" at most,

Those gamblers were naturally very upset, but after looking at the patrolling security guards, they went back.