Assistant of Douluo World

Zhang Lan's previous guess was correct. When Contra unleashed his eighth soul skill and killed two soul saints, he could gain soul power by assisting him.

He was directly promoted to a level, and now his soul power is level 35.

After a hasty night's rest, Xue Qinghe, Zhang Lan and others continued on their way the next day.

After rushing for five days, everyone finally arrived at the main hall of Wuhun Palace.

The headquarters of Wuhun Palace is located in a huge city.

It is called Wuhun City.

Wuhun City is very large, at least twice the size of Soto City.

The streets are busy with traffic and people coming and going.

The shops on both sides are also full of everything.

Many times more lively than Soto City.

Moreover, the religious atmosphere in Wuhun City is very strong. Zhang Lan saw many stone statues of seraphs, as well as churches for worship.

Xue Qinghe took Zhang Lan to stay at a hotel in Wuhun City, and then went to the main church of Wuhun Palace with the elders who came to greet him.

After spending so many days together, Zhang Lan also learned that his eldest brother was Xue Qinghe, the eldest prince of the Tiandou Empire. This time he came to Wuhun Hall to negotiate some issues.

Zhang Lan didn't ask what it was specifically.

However, Zhang Lan guessed that Xue Qinghe at this time was probably Qian Renxue in disguise.

Zhang Lan was visiting around the Wuhun City in Noda. After all, he followed Xue Qinghe here just to see the city where the Wuhun Temple is located.

Zhang Lan walked around Wuhun City for a while and sighed in her heart. Should it be said that this place deserves to be the main hall of Wuhun Palace?The number of soul masters here is terrifying.

Soul masters can be seen everywhere on the street.

What made Zhang Lan even more impressed was the public security here. Soul masters were a special group with power, just like the heroes in ancient times. They would always draw their swords and fight for no apparent reason.

Even in Soto City, Zhang Lan occasionally saw soul masters making trouble or fighting on the streets, but here, Zhang Lan really never saw any soul masters fighting.

Although there are many conflicts, they usually go to the Soul Arena to resolve them instead of fighting directly on the street.

Seeing a stall selling grilled sausages nearby, Zhang Lan went over and took out a few copper coins to buy a few.

Xue Qinghe had already returned his ring to him before, and the contents were still there.

Then Zhang Lan continued to wander around. As he was strolling around, he smelled the aroma of wine, and then turned in.

Zhang Lan walked to the counter and said to the bartender: "Give me a glass of the strongest wine."

"Two silver coins."

The bartender said and handed Zhang Lan a bottle of liquor.

Two silver coins flipped on Zhang Lan's fingertips, spun a few times in the air, and landed on the bartender's fingertips. Then they danced like butterflies as the bartender flipped his fingers.

Zhang Lan’s eyes lit up, so beautiful~

Then two more silver coins were thrown out.

The bartender grabbed the silver coins and said calmly: "Two at most."

Zhang Lan didn't care, took a sip of wine and praised: "Tip."

Then he smacked his lips, the wine was okay, the wine tasted mellow, but it was a little weak, at most it was over 60 degrees.

At this time, a young man suddenly appeared next to Zhang Lan and shouted: "Bring me a bottle of wine, I want strong liquor."

The bartender had no expression on his face and handed over a bottle identical to the one in Zhang Lan's hand.

"Two silver coins."

The young man paused for a moment, then prepared to leave.

Zhang Lan threw two silver coins to the bartender.

"Please."

The white light on this young man's body is very strong, and this guy is a good person.

"Thank you."

The young man's voice was filled with sorrow, and he suddenly grabbed the wine bottle in his hand and drank hard at the mouth of the bottle.

"Pfft~cough cough cough!"

However, at first glance, he looked like the kind of person who had never drank much. He choked and coughed as soon as he took a sip.

After coughing, he continued to pour heavily.

Not long after, his face turned red, and he cried bitterly and murmured "Why why..."

Zhang Lan picked up the wine glass next to him, filled it up and handed it to the young man.

"Brother, you have a story and I have a drink. Tell it to me. Listen, don't keep it all in your heart."

Maybe it was because I was too sad, or maybe because I was really drunk.

The young man picked up the wine glass, drank it in one gulp, and then said with a cry: "I have worked hard for my girlfriend for a long time, but when I saw her today, she ended up with someone else!"

Zhang Lan patted the young man on the shoulder and put the green turban on his head.

"It's okay. If you don't have a girlfriend, you still have brothers. As the saying goes, women are like clothes and brothers are like siblings. If your girlfriend is gone, you will be gone. Just find another one when the time comes."

The young man slapped Zhang Lan's hand away.

"It's just my brother and my girlfriend."

Zhang Lan hesitated, which was indeed a bit miserable.

"Brother, although you have lost your brother and girlfriend, you still have a family."

"I'm an orphan with no family."

"You still have a career and a dream!"

"My dream is to marry my girlfriend!"

Zhang Lan looked at the guy in front of him with disgust, and said with a flat mouth: "Forget it, go to hell, you have nothing to live for."

"Hehehe."

After hearing Zhang Lan's words, the young man smiled mockingly to himself, "That's right, that's it, there's nothing to worry about anymore."

Zhang Lan took a helpless sip of wine, put down the glass and said calmly: "You want to die anyway, so come and help me before you die, just think of it as a good deed."

The young man nodded slowly.

"Just think of it as paying back your drink money."

"Go to the Soul Arena now and let me see how strong you are. If you are not good at it, you can't help me."

At this moment, the young man looked like he was already on his head. He stood up unsteadily and walked outside.

Zhang Lan then followed the young man.

The Soul Arena is not too far away, and the two of them will arrive in a short time.

However, after arriving at the entrance of the Soul Arena, the young man actually became somewhat sober and was about to go in.

Then Zhang Lan saw a man and a woman walking up to him and saying something to him, and then he saw the young man with a livid look on his face.

Then the young man roared suddenly and punched the purple-haired young man in the face. The purple-haired man was staggered, but at first glance, the purple-haired man was a spirit master of the attack type. He was tall and had strong muscles. , and the young man is quite thin.

After the purple-haired man stabilized his steps, he punched back, and the young man immediately fell to the ground.

The purple-haired man was still angry and kicked the young man lying on the ground hard.

Zhang Lan seemed to have a hint of intolerance flashing from the purple-haired man's eyes?

The girl on the other side also lowered her head and clutched her clothes tightly with both hands as if she was holding back something.

Zhang Lan couldn't stand it any longer, so she walked over and pushed the purple-haired man away.

"Who are you?!"

The purple-haired man took a few steps back and looked at Zhang Lan with an angry look on his face.

Zhang Lan didn't look at him but looked at the girl behind him. She was a beautiful girl with a slim figure and a delicate face.

Zhang Lan turned around and looked at the young man behind him who was curled up on the ground in tears.

It's a little pathetic.

[Forget it, I guess you’re a drinking buddy and I’ll give you a hand. 】

Zhang Lan pointed to the young man on the ground behind him and said, "I am his friend."

Originally, when the purple-haired man heard what Zhang Lan said, he was about to rush up and teach Zhang Lan a lesson, but when he saw the guards at the entrance of the Soul Arena, he saw the chaos gathering here and held back.

Then he took a few steps forward and stood in front of Zhang Lan, looking at Zhang Lan fiercely: "Trash! Do you dare to compete with me in the Soul Arena!"