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Chapter 746 I'm Not Called a Wooden Bucket
"Hey, welcome, welcome! You look like a newbie, haha, no problem, no problem. Every dark horse emerges from among the newbies. Can you tell me your name? You don't need your real name, any name is fine, but of course, a more impressive name will make it easier for people to remember you. The more people bet on you, the more commission you'll earn."
This "lonely wife" is indeed quite enthusiastic. It seems the guy at the door was right; there really is a shortage of people here lately.
As for naming... Xu Ning pondered for a moment. Well, the duke had told him beforehand not to come in to grind monsters and make money, so naturally he couldn't use his real name.
What should I name it? As the saying goes, "Press down one gourd and another pops up," so now that I've hidden the gourd beneath the surface, let's name it...
"Yes, you can register me as 'Piao Zhenren'."
The "lonely wife" was a little confused. What... what real person? Brother, do your family members know you're being so blunt?
"Hehe, that's certainly an impressive name. I've already registered it. So, can you participate in the duel anytime? Sure? How about the next match? I won't arrange any seeded players or championship favorites for you. Let's start with a few old, weak, and disabled players to test our skills. Let's get on a winning streak first, get the atmosphere heated up, and then you can face a tough opponent to see our strength. How about that?"
This "lonely wife" seems to have a very clear grasp of the rhythm of this arena. With just a few words, she has made a simple plan for her to become famous. It seems that she has a good eye for people and knows that she is not the kind of player who will change her mind easily.
"Okay, I'll do as you say. By the way, if I place a bet on myself before the game starts, it shouldn't be against the rules, right?"
Upon hearing Xu Ning's question, the "Lonely Wife" laughed heartily, "How could that be against the rules? This will only give us more motivation to fight, won't it? We'd be happy to welcome you. Do you want to place a bet now?"
"Let's play one game to save up some capital first. You know I'm a newbie."
"The Lonely Wife" then stepped onto the arena. It seems that this guy is not only the vote counter, but also the arena host.
"I'm sure everyone is eager to watch the next thrilling battle. Of course, those unlucky souls from the last round, are you ready to make a comeback? If you're out of money, go to the factory district and do some hard labor. Don't leave your poor faces here and give me bad luck..."
Two sentences were enough to make the entire arena boil over, and of course, the vast majority of the greetings were warm and friendly to the "lonely wife" on the stage.
Xu Ning then understood why this guy had also developed such a muscular physique; otherwise, he would probably have been beaten to death deep inside some pipe at least ten times during a single hosting session.
"Next up is a new friend joining our family. He despises what is said to be a kind of humanoid creature called a 'soft egg,' and his tool for judging soft eggs is his fist. He is—Piao Zhenren! Next up, he will be fighting our famous 'Wooden Barrel' Mr."
Immediately, a guy in the audience raised his hand and shouted angrily, "Are you kidding me? I'm next, and I'm not called 'Wooden Bucket'!"
The "Lost Wife" remained unmoved. "Ever since you were shoved headfirst into that wooden barrel, you can forget about ever using your old, imposing name again. By the way, have you 'reflected' as the mysterious person gave you on that note? If not, congratulations, you might also be getting the title of 'Coward' today!"
Xu Ning had already stepped onto the fighting stage when the host announced his name.
Meanwhile, "Mr. Barrel" rushed up impatiently, looking as if he wanted to beat Xu Ning and his "lonely wife" to death on the spot.
But before anyone could place their bets, the "Lonely Wife" had already gone offstage to count the votes, so he could only stare at Xu Ning with a burning rage.
Everyone placed their bets quickly. Xu Ning glanced casually at the small blackboard over there, and it seemed that quite a few people still valued the skills of the man in front of him.
But it seems quite a few people are buying their own stuff. These scumbags here have pretty good taste, don't they?
In fact, Xu Ning hadn't expected that his relaxed demeanor would give those scumbags so much confidence. They might lack foresight, but most of them remembered what their opponents were like when they received the worst beatings, like the Duke's lazy expression, and that same expression was on a newcomer.
The vote counting ended quickly.
"Kid, don't think you can look down on me just because I've suffered some minor injuries. Back in the day, I was an elite recruit in the Fools' Vanguard Recruit Camp..."
Fools? Advance detachment? New recruit camp?
Upon hearing these keywords, Xu Ning frowned and began to carefully examine the young man in front of him, before suddenly smiling with a strange expression.
"No wonder, it seems you haven't reflected on your actions. Hello, Wooden Bucket, would you be interested in changing your name?"
"Mr. Barrel" roared and pounced on Xu Ning without even waiting for the host to say "start".
The "lonely wife" didn't care at all. She just wanted to fight, the more intense the better. Anyway, she would naturally take action when someone died. Moreover, she was even happier to see Xu Ning use her words to further provoke his opponent.
Xu Ning didn't take this former recruit's strength seriously at all. He didn't even use his drunken fist technique, let alone elemental power. He simply dodged a few attacks casually, then took a step closer to the guy and gently punched him in the stomach from bottom to top.
Even though Xu Ning had held back, it was still too much for this guy to bear. For a moment, he almost thought he was going to die in the arms of this "Master Piao".
However, this punch was not enough to subdue him, but the voice was even more terrifying than the punch.
"Hey……"
The man with the ridiculous name whispered in his ear, "Give me all the confetti you have, or you'll end up like poor Joffrey, a confetti thrown around during the holidays. You haven't forgotten that smell, have you?"
The recruit's body suddenly began to tremble, like a sieve being held by a frail old woman, and he couldn't stop no matter what.
"How...how did you know...back then...who...who are you..."
So you guys wouldn't recognize me unless I'm holding the gourd?
Xu Ning said angrily in a low voice, "Now imagine what a gourd looks like..."
The recruit's face suddenly turned ashen. "So it was you. No wonder you knew... It's ridiculous that I was fighting with you."
Oh, it's your mom! What made you think of me?
The recruit forced himself to stand up despite the pain in his body, then took all the privilege coupons out of his pocket and put them on the ground.
"I lost."
Xu Ning reached out to stop him. "Wait, I have another question. Have you seen your executive officer—Young Master—here?"