"Haha! Who among you will compete with me in the ring? If you win, I will help you pay for your drinks."

Second Young Master Wang said with a proud smile.

The thin young man and the boy looked at each other, both with wry smiles on their faces.

"Brother Yu, let me fight him in the ring!"

The boy took the initiative to speak.

"good!"

The thin boy nodded, full of confidence in the boy's strength.

Second Young Master Wang's eyes almost popped out of his head. He didn't expect that the other party would actually send a child to fight with him. If he really entered the ring, he would be victorious.

"Boy, are you worthy of fighting with me? You don't overestimate your abilities."

Second Young Master Wang said in a contemptuous tone.

"You want to challenge me, I just accept it."

The boy said with his head held high.

"Heizi, go find my eldest nephew."

Second Young Master Wang smiled.

"Second Young Master, wait a moment!"

The young man called Kuroko replied.

"Are you going to get on the stage yet?"

The boy asked coldly.

"Haha! Boy, just wait, I will find a genius of your own age to compete with you. If you can defeat him, I will not care about you anymore."

Second Young Master Wang laughed.

"trouble!"

The thin boy shook his head.

"Brother Yu, we are not in a hurry, let's just follow what he said!"

The boy smiled and reassured.

A moment later, a group of children appeared outside the tavern. One of them, a dark-skinned child, with bright eyes and slightly raised head, walked toward Mr. Wang surrounded by other children.

"Second uncle!"

The boy bowed his hands and said.

"Tianyi, uncle has found you an opponent of the same age. You go to the ring to play with him."

Second Young Master Wang chuckled.

"who?"

Wang Tianyi asked.

"It's this little brat!"

Second Young Master Wang pointed at the boy and smiled.

"Ah! Second uncle really found a brat to compete with me in the ring. This is too boring!"

Wang Tian didn't even look at the boy opposite him, and his tone was arrogant, no less than that of Second Young Master Wang.

"If I am a brat, you are also a brat. I also have a name. My name is King Zhou."

The boy said coldly.

"Second uncle, for such a small character, I can dispatch a small follower to deal with him."

Wang Tianyi said with disdain.

"Haha! Tianyi, you can send anyone to fight. My second uncle is just looking for you to have fun."

Second Young Master Wang laughed.

"Bucket, it's your turn."

Wang Tianyi sneered.

A little fat man shakily walked out from behind. He was about the same height as King Zhou, but his body was much fatter than King Zhou. From a distance, he looked like a bucket.

"Shui Tong, don't let down Brother Tianyi's expectations! If you can't even beat that little brat, you are a real waste."

A handsomely dressed young man laughed.

"Haha! King Zhou, if you want to fight with me, you must first defeat my lackey, Bucket!"

Wang Tianyi laughed wildly.

"Today is interesting. Tianyi, come and have a drink with uncle!"

Second Young Master Wang smiled and opened a few tables outside the tavern, drinking very arrogantly.

"Little brat, I will definitely beat you in the ring. I will beat you and clear my name."

The little fat man gritted his teeth and said.

"Little fat man, you have no chance of winning."

King Zhou said with a smile.

"What are you talking about? Come to the ring and fight!"

Second Young Master Wang shouted.

"Bucket, go quickly!"

Wang Tianyi shouted unhappily.

Mr. Zhang had been paying attention to the excitement. The wine glass had been empty for a while, and he finally came back to his senses.

"Ye Tian, ​​which one of those two little brats do you think will win?"

Mr. Zhang asked with a smile.

Ye Tian drank a glass of wine calmly and then smiled: "Mr. Zhang, there is no suspense about the outcome. As for who will win, I don't want to say."

Mr. Zhang looked surprised and looked at the two children. He felt that King Zhou had a higher chance of winning the battle because the little fat man looked fat, but this was just an appearance.

After the two of them entered the arena, the middle-aged man in blue robe also personally entered another arena.

"Everyone, someone is challenging us in the ring today to cheer for us. I will be the banker on behalf of the tavern. You can bet on the outcome of the game as you like. This tavern does not accept gold and silver, and all bets will be calculated according to the primary yuan stone.

Dear new guests, if you want to dine for free, come and participate in betting! As long as you guess correctly, you can not only enjoy free wine and food, but also earn yuan stones, killing two birds with one stone! As for the rules of betting, I

I should be able to tell you in detail..."

The middle-aged man in blue robe said with a radiant face.

The drinkers below were all gearing up, attracted by the speech of the middle-aged man in blue robe.

"You two, there is one thing you must abide by, otherwise, you will be regarded as the enemy of this tavern."

The middle-aged man in blue robe said coldly.

"What happened?"

King Zhou asked puzzledly.

"Boy, in the ring battle, all the rules are decided by me. Whether your battle is a battle of freedom or a battle of matching, I have the final say."

The middle-aged man in blue robe said.

"Why?"

King Zhou was a little angry. The battle in the ring was inexplicable, and the rules were all decided by the opponent. This was so unfair.

"Hmph! Boy, if you don't want to follow the rules, then you will be regarded as an enemy of this tavern. Are you sure you want to be an enemy of this tavern?"

The middle-aged man in blue robe snorted coldly.

King Zhou thought for a moment and shook his head, knowing that this tavern could exist here for many years for a reason, and there was no need to be enemies with them.

"In this case, I will decide the rules of the arena for you. This time, for the sake of fairness, I have decided to give you a chance to fight. That means you can only use the same level of strength. Once you violate the rules, you should be punished.

Admit defeat. Do you have any objections?"

The middle-aged man in blue robe asked.

"No!"

The little fat man shook his head and said.

King Zhou also shook his head.

"Ye Tian, ​​why don't we join in the fun and make a bet?"

Mr. Zhang laughed.
To be continued...