More than ten meters away, five or six young people were striding toward them.
These people are all around 24 or 25 years old. They are well-dressed but not extravagant. They are obviously from well-off families.
The group of people looked at them with evil eyes at this time.
The leader was a young man with a hooked nose and a somewhat gloomy face.
The words just now came from his mouth.
Seeing the person coming, Di Ping snorted coldly and said:
"The word "escape" does not exist in my dictionary, but you, Song Hong, I thought you had run away with your tail between your legs."
The young man named Song Hong was not angry. Instead, he pointed at Tong Hao, who had just won on the ring and was enjoying the cheers of the audience, and said proudly:
"Why should I run? I haven't seen Tong Hao. He is the contestant I brought, the champion of the Yongding City Underground Colosseum. Looking at the entire underground beast fighting circle, his strength is definitely among the top."
A handful of people, just because your useless soul master who can barely defeat a sixth-level ferocious beast is no match for him, you will definitely lose tonight!"
As soon as these words came out, Liao Hua's face suddenly became extremely ugly.
Obviously, the useless spiritual master Song Hong mentioned was referring to him.
Even so, Liao Hua did not dare to scold or even refute.
Song Hong was not only one of the founders of the Underground Colosseum, he was also a direct descendant of a certain family of beast masters. He had an unusually deep background, which was far beyond what a soul master with no background could provoke.
Di Ping can ridicule the other party, but he cannot.
His subordinates were ridiculed, and Di Ping's eyes suddenly darkened a bit.
But soon, he recovered and said with a curl of his lips: "Then you will be disappointed. I have also found a master. You will definitely lose tonight!"
Hearing this, Song Hong couldn't help but be stunned and immediately looked towards Di Ping.
At this time, the only people standing next to Di Ping were Liao Hua and Lin Ze.
Liao Hua is obviously impossible, so the answer is ready to come out.
When his eyes fell on Lin Ze's young face, Song Hong was stunned for a moment, then he couldn't help but burst into laughter as if he had seen something very funny.
"I read that right, Di Ping, you are so funny. You actually found a young boy to come here. Judging from his age, he is still a student. I'm afraid he has never even participated in an underground beast fighting competition. You found such a guy.
When you come here, you won’t be worried that you won’t win the game, so you should make good excuses for yourself in advance.”
Song Hong laughed loudly.
The companions behind him also laughed out loud, looking at Di Ping and Lin Ze with ridiculing eyes.
Although underground beast fighting is a gray area competition, it is not low in professionalism and requires high strength from the participants.
Participants with weaker spiritual skills may not be able to pass even the lowest level competition.
Not to mention that tonight’s game is a heavyweight one.
Among the challenges, there are even boss-level ferocious beasts.
Di Ping brought such a young beastmaster here, which really made people laugh.
The harsh and wild laughter made Di Ping's face darken, and he wanted to refute it, but then he thought about it, if he really wanted to show Lin Ze's strength clearly, wouldn't it make his opponent on guard, so he rolled his eyes and snorted coldly.
Silence fell again.
However, this behavior fell into Song Hong's eyes, but he misunderstood it as a guilty conscience, so his expression became more contemptuous and disdainful.
"I thought you could still pose some threat to me, but now it seems that I have overestimated you. I hope the guy you brought can at least survive the first game tonight and give us some fun, otherwise it will be really bad.
It makes people laugh."
"Also, don't forget our bet. If anyone loses, they will have to call each other brother when they see each other in the future!"
After saying these words, Song Hong turned around and left with his companions with a sarcastic face.
From beginning to end, he didn't even look at Lin Ze.
It was as if the latter was just a pebble on the roadside in his eyes, not worth mentioning at all.
Looking at Song Hong's walking back, Di Ping spat.
"Bah, you arrogant fellow, you will look good later!"
After saying that, he turned to look at Lin Ze, patted the latter's shoulder and comforted him:
"Ignore what that guy said, I believe you, you are definitely no weaker than that Tong Hao!"
Lin Ze smiled faintly, glanced at Song Hong's back, and suddenly asked: "Song Hong is one of the founders of the Underground Colosseum?"
Di Ping nodded without thinking: "That's right."
"That's it."
Lin Ze's eyes flashed slightly, and his eyes were deep.
In this way, he won money without any psychological burden.
"Let's go, let's go to the box first."
Di Ping waved away the waiter who wanted to lead the way, and led Lin Ze and Liao Hua to the top box with ease.
There were already more than twenty people sitting in the box.
Song Hong and others were also among them.
Seeing Di Ping and the others coming in, they sneered contemptuously.
Di Ping ignored them and said hello to the others.
The people in the box were almost all children of aristocratic families. They were already very familiar with each other and were divided into several small circles.
Song Hong and the others formed a small circle, and Di Ping naturally had his own small circle.
After greeting each other familiarly, several people started whispering in low voices.
"Master Di, what's going on with you? Why did you find such a young person to come to such an important game tonight?"
"I'm also surprised, Mr. Di. It's not that I judge people by their appearance, but the person you are looking for is not even twenty years old. How high can his spiritual skills be at such a young age?"
"The boy Song Hong brought here tonight is a master, Tong Hao. If you underestimate the enemy, you will cry if you lose the game."
"You are so unreliable..."
"Stop, stop, stop!"
Di Ping raised his hands to interrupt everyone's complaints and rolled his eyes.
"Let me tell you, it's me who is betting against Song Hong, not you. I'm not anxious. Why are you anxious?"
"What are you talking about? If you really lose the game, you will have to call Song Hong brother when you see him in the future. We are walking with you. Can we not be embarrassed together?"
"That's right, if you really do that, you won't have the shame to come here in the future, and don't even think about asking us out."
Everyone continued to denounce Di Ping.
The latter finally couldn't resist and apologized repeatedly: "Brothers and elder brothers, I said the wrong thing. You adults don't remember the faults of villains. Please spare me this time."
After calming down the dissatisfaction of his friends, Di Ping continued: "Don't worry, I'm not stupid. How could I lose the game on purpose? What I found tonight is a master... Hey, what are you doing?
What's his expression? Regardless of his youth, his strength is definitely beyond your expectations, just wait and see!"
Seeing Di Ping's face filled with confidence, everyone couldn't help but look at each other with doubts.
No wonder they were suspicious, it was Lin Ze's age that was too deceptive.
Anyone who didn't know Lin Ze well would not think that such a young beast master would be a master.
At this time, the second game had already begun. Everyone saw the situation and stopped talking, concentrating on watching the game.