Douluo's giant

Because he went downstairs late, Hao Heng fell behind the crowd and could only follow from a distance.

When he reached the end of the street, he specifically looked up at the plaque hanging above the door of the pub.

"You can't get drunk enough to drink in a tavern."

He muttered softly, his head froze, and he muttered softly: "Isn't this drinking just to get drunk? Isn't it interesting to stay drunk?"

Someone passed by him and heard him chanting. He looked at him specifically and said, "Brother, he must be from outside."

Hao Heng turned around and saw that the man had a beard, a dark complexion, messy hair, and a huge beer belly. He was also holding a bottle in his hand. As soon as he spoke, Hao Heng smelled the smell of alcohol. Come.

He instinctively wanted to retreat quickly, but then he thought about it. He had just arrived here and was worried that no one would show him the way. It was not a good time to have someone to talk to him now.

Hao Heng suppressed the disgust in his heart and asked quickly: "Yes, brother, how did you see it?"

The man smiled without saying a word, picked up the bottle and took a sip, looking at Hao Heng's finger.

Hao Heng was not stupid either. He frowned and raised his hand to take out a gold soul coin.

The man raised his eyebrows, put down the bottle, and smiled as he tried to get the gold soul coin in Hao Heng's hand.

Hao Heng dodged and said with a smile: "Brother, you should first tell me how you can tell that I am from outside. After that, I can give this to you."

The man was not embarrassed, and wiped his empty fingers with his clothes that were dirtier than the mop on the floor, and then said: "What's so difficult about this? Just by the fact that you pronounced the name of this pub in surprise, you can tell that you must I rarely come here, no, it’s probably because I’ve never been to our soul-hunting town.”

Hao Heng was even more confused and asked, "Why is that so?"

The man said: "Because, who has been to this city once, who doesn't know the name of this tavern? Their wine is great, the wine is strong, and the more you drink, the more fragrant it becomes. No matter how much you drink, you will not get drunk. Instead, you will feel full of strength. The more you drink, the stronger you will become. Not only is this city famous, even in cities five or six kilometers away, there are people who run every day regardless of the distance. Come over for a drink, you say, you don’t even know this, is it appropriate?”

"Whether you are drunk or not, the more you drink, the better it tastes. So you shouldn't be famous only here, right?"

Hao Heng asked doubtfully.

"Then how would I know."

When Hao Heng wasn't paying attention, the man snatched the golden soul coin and bit it with his teeth. He muttered happily, "I have the money for today's drink."

Then he quickly stuffed the gold soul coin into his inner pocket. He was afraid that Hao Heng would fight with him, so he hid his body and said something to Hao Heng.

"It is said that when the wine here is taken out of this city, the aroma of the wine will dissipate and turn into ordinary water. It is probably because of this that it is famous only in a few surrounding cities."

After he finished speaking, he blended into the crowd like a loach and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Hao Heng looked at his leaving figure, his hand still holding the gold soul coin. It took him a few seconds to realize that he had been robbed.

"Gan, I want to see if this tavern has such magical wine. If not, don't let me find you."

He groaned dejectedly, threw his arms, and walked towards the crowded tavern.

The pub looks small from the outside, but I didn't expect it to be so magical inside.

There were at least twenty people surrounding the two strong men just now, but it didn't feel crowded at all when they entered the house.

Hao Heng stood at the door and looked inside. The decoration in the tavern was very simple. On the wall opposite the door, there was a long wooden bar, four or five meters long. Behind the bar was a wine cabinet, and on the far left was a fan covered with a black curtain. door, and the rest of the space is filled with round wooden tables.

After entering the door, Hao Heng happened to hear a voice full of desire shouting.

"If you damage tables and chairs, you will be compensated three times!"

Hao Heng stood on tiptoe to see who was speaking, but at this moment a burst of cheers broke out from the crowd, and then the flow of people began to move. Those who moved tables moved tables, and those who moved chairs moved chairs. Soon, an open space was cleared.

The two big men stood there, looking into each other's eyes, crossing their arms, looking serious.

After a few minutes of confrontation, the strong man on the left spoke, his voice low.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you. Once the battle begins, there will be a winner. Are you prepared?"

The strong man on the right sneered, raised his arm and made a fist and waved it a few times, widened his eyes and shouted: "If you are not prepared, I dare to challenge you, captain!"

He bit the last two words very hard, and fierce momentum burst out from his body at that moment.

The other side did not give in at all, standing on the same spot, as steady as a mountain peak, no matter how the opponent's momentum impacted, he did not move a step, and his expression did not change.

Hao Heng looked at the two people inside with interest and asked curiously: "What kind of hatred is this?"

The person next to him forgot about him and looked at him: "Brother, you are not a local."

"Ah this!"

Hao Heng glanced at him and nodded.

The man looked as if he was like this, and then said: "Actually, it's nothing. They are all from the same soul hunting team. The member on the right probably had a surge in self-confidence due to his breakthrough in strength. He thought he could do it, so he asked the captain Challenge, and if he wins, he can become captain, which happens every day in our city."

"What! So outrageous!"

Hao Heng had never heard such outrageous words. The position of the boss of a team was changed only through a simple competition of strength. You must know that it is not easy to be the boss, but the stronger the person, the more suitable it is.

But when he thought about it, this was the outskirts of the Star Forest. A stronger captain would prove that the team was stronger and could attract more outstanding players to join. This seemed to be the truth.

"But looking at their appearance, it seems that it will be difficult to end without some blood! If the team members compete for positions every day, how many people will be injured or even killed on that day, and why choose this tavern for the competition? As for the venue, why not choose an open place?"

After Hao Heng stated all the questions in his head, he looked at the man expectantly. The man glanced at him mysteriously, then smiled and said, "You'll find out after you read on."

After saying that, he ignored him and looked toward the center of the field.

Hao Heng also looked up and saw two people dressed like the waiters he had seen in the hotel just now, carrying a table and placing it in the middle.

"Humph!"

The strong man on the left waited for the two people carrying the table to retreat, then took two steps forward, squatted half-crouched, banged his elbow on the table, and shouted to the person opposite: "Come here."

The strong man on the right didn't dare to show weakness. He shook his arms twice, stepped forward, put his arm on the table, stretched out his hand to hold it with the opponent, without saying a word, and stared at the opponent sharply.

A waiter came up, put his hand on the two clasped hands, and counted down to three.

"Three, two, one, start!"

After saying "start", he immediately let go of his hand and pushed away, only to hear two muffled sounds exploded from the two of them. Almost at the moment when the waiter said "start", the two thick arms were in synchronization, and the thick muscles directly moved their respective arms. A pair of short sleeves burst into cracks, and the terrifying muscle lines told the audience the silent collision of two forces. After three seconds, the faces of the two strong men began to turn red. After five seconds, the first drop of sweat began to seep out. out.

As time passed, the voices in the tavern gradually became quieter.

For 1 minute, their hands were still in the center.

At 2 minutes, the strong man on the left shook his body and gave a little arc.

At 3 minutes, the strong man on the right wanted to overpower the opponent and leaned forward slightly. However, the moment he started, the eyes of the strong man on the left suddenly lit up, and he moved the disadvantage directly back, and he was still pressing to the left a little bit.

The forehead of the strong man on the right was already covered with sweat, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and this panic became bigger and bigger as the arc of his arm decreased little by little.

Finally, nearly 6 minutes later, with a bang, the back of the strong man's hand on the right was hit on the table.

"Uh-huh, boy, if you want to challenge me, you'd better be a little greener, wait until you have practiced for a few years before you come again!"

After the strong man on the left won, he wiped his sweat, put his hands on his hips and laughed.

The strong man on the right was lying on the table in despair, biting his lip unwillingly. After waiting for a few seconds, he sighed and said: "As expected of the captain, so strong!"

"Okay, boy, you're pretty good too. You might be able to beat me in a few years. Don't give up. Come on."

"Captain, hmm!"

The people around him saw that there was no excitement to watch. After the strong man on the left won, they cheered for a while and then dispersed. Hao Heng was still standing there, looking at the two strong men with a blank expression, looking at each other affectionately. The guys looked at each other and thought of two words in their minds.

"That's it?!"