The middle-aged man nodded, with that elegant smile still on his face:
"I don't know what to call this gentleman?"
Long Zhanye raised his chin slightly. "My name is Po Hongchen."
The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with light.
Po Hongchen?
Of course he could tell that this was just a random name and could never be his real name.
What parent would name their child like this?
But what he didn't know was that the name Long Zhanye was not chosen randomly.
Mingde Hall Master's name is Jing Hongchen.
He had the same name, so he got the name Po Hongchen.
This is a provocation and an oath that he will break the legend of Jing Hongchen.
The middle-aged man did not ask further questions.
Many Soul Engineer have special hobbies.
Moreover, many people have scruples about participating in underground competitions, and there are many people who use pseudonyms.
And the way this competition held by the underground forces can win over them is definitely not based on names.
It is very important not to inquire into the privacy of the powerful Soul Engineer.
Only profit can keep them.
The middle-aged man pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and said apologetically:
"Mr. Po Hongchen, because the game has started for a while."
"It will end soon, so time is a bit tight."
"Sir, could you please show me your identity as Soul Engineer? I will arrange a competition for you immediately."
He paused and then added, "And what you said about betting just now..."
Before he finished speaking, Long Zhanye raised his hand.
His movements were as fast as lightning, so fast that the middle-aged man had no time to react!
He saw a huge Soul Cannon appear in his hand out of thin air!
The barrel of the cannon was as thick as an arm, and the muzzle was pointed at the middle-aged man's forehead with a black hole!
Cold sweat suddenly dripped down from the middle-aged man's forehead.
His body froze in place, not daring to move.
The cold breath coming from the muzzle made him clearly feel that this Soul Cannon was definitely real!
Moreover, the power is definitely not small!
He hurriedly said, "Sir, calm down! It's confirmed! It's completely confirmed!"
His voice was trembling, for fear that Long Zhanye would be unhappy and pull the trigger.
Long Zhanye smiled slightly, that smile was calm and calm.
He waved his hand casually, and the huge Soul Cannon disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
"Since you said time is tight, then take me there quickly."
The middle-aged man nodded repeatedly while wiping his cold sweat.
He didn't dare to ask any more questions.
He turned around and took Long Zhanye to the Soul Elevator located inside the hotel lobby.
He took out a Soul Communicator, whispered something, and then led Long Zhanye into the elevator.
Lift door closed.
There was a slight feeling of weightlessness, and the elevator was moving downwards.
After about ten seconds, the elevator stopped steadily.
When the door opens again--
The noisy sound, mixed with an aura of drunkenness and wealth, rushed towards my face!
The noise was so noisy, it seemed like thousands of people were talking, shouting, and screaming at the same time!
The smell was so rich, mixed with the smell of alcohol, perfume, sweat, and some indescribable desire!
Completely opposite to the simplicity of Qingse Hotel's lobby, the hotel's underground world is splendid.
It immediately dazzled Long Zhanye's eyes.
Gold is everywhere!
Golden walls, golden floors, golden ceilings.
Golden lighting, golden tables and chairs, golden bar...
Even those huge mirrors are golden!
It's as if this underground world is entirely made of gold!
The middle-aged man led Long Zhanye out of the elevator and passed through a gorgeous rotunda first.
Then he entered a door directly in front.
There are two guards at the door, more than two meters tall, wearing golden uniforms, like golden armored generals.
After seeing the middle-aged people, they immediately opened the door and respectfully invited them in.
Entering the door, Long Zhanye was immediately stunned.
He seemed to have come to another world.
The light here is not as strong as outside and seems much softer.
But that kind of softness is not dim, but a just right and comfortable halo.
This is a circular domed hall.
The moment Long Zhanye stepped in, his eyes couldn't help but look upward.
The top of the hall seems to be made of countless golden lines neatly and regularly outlined.
Those golden threads are criss-crossed and woven into a complex and exquisite pattern that sparkles under the light.
The huge dome provides enough light for the entire hall, which is bright but not dazzling, soft but not dim.
Rows of seats extend downward neatly.
The seats are arranged in a ladder-like manner, in circles and layers, just like the Colosseum in ancient Rome.
Each row of seats is wrapped in sapphire blue velvet, which looks luxurious and comfortable.
Next to the seats, there is a circle of escalators that go upwards.
Those escalators move slowly, transporting people from lower places to higher places and back again from higher places to lower places.
At the end of each Soul Escalator, there is a circular room suspended in the air.
Yes, hanging in the air.
Those rooms are suspended in mid-air without any support or slings, which completely goes against common sense.
It is completely invisible to the naked eye as to how these rooms are suspended in mid-air.
They float there quietly, like mysterious castles in the air.
There are a total of eighteen such suspended rooms and Soul Escalator.
They form a faint circle and are evenly distributed around the rotunda.
In the middle of the hall is a circular platform with a diameter of at least thirty meters away.
Although it is not as wide as the Sun Moon Soul Engineer Academy competition stage, it is already quite amazing.
Don't forget, this is an underground world. It can open up such a huge space hundreds of meters deep underground.
The construction of such a magnificent building is a miracle in itself.
At this time, there were dozens of metal tables placed on the competition stage.
Those metal tables have different shapes, but each one exudes a faint soul-guiding light.
From time to time, the light of Soul Tool flickered from the table, illuminating the busy figures around it.
Dozens of young Soul Engineers are immersed in making their own Soul Tools.
Around the round table, there are also some metal tables placed, totaling more than a hundred.
Some of the metal tables were already empty at this time, apparently because the contestants had completed their works or had been eliminated.
The circles of sapphire blue velvet chairs on the outside were full of people.
They were all quiet, looking attentively at the people busy on the metal tables in the center.
No one was making loud noises, no one was whispering to each other, there were only occasional whispers and the rustling of paper.
Conservative estimates put the number of people watching at more than two thousand.
It can be seen from their clothes that everyone is either rich or noble.
Some wore gorgeous satin robes, some wore precious gemstone jewelry, some wore several Storage Soul Tool on their fingers, and some were accompanied by entourages and bodyguards.
This is just a sub-division, and it attracted hundreds of Soul Engineer under the age of 30 to participate, and more than 2,000 rich and noble people came to watch and place bets.
The appeal of this Underground Black Market competition is quite impressive!
Long Zhanye stood at the entrance, his eyes slowly scanning everything.
The golden thread of the dome, the suspended room, the running escalator, the busy contestants, the quiet audience...