Urban Romantic Divine Doctor
Chapter 430 - 429, Has your head been kicked by a donkey?

Chapter 430: Chapter 429, Has your head been kicked by a donkey?

Xu Wendong laughed heartily without explaining anything, then found a pet shop where he washed the dog and went to the market to buy several pounds of raw meat for it.

Of course, this alone was not enough for it to stand out in the dog fighting competition; it also needed some small means, like unlocking its potential and reigniting the bloodthirst within its bones.

Ordinary people could never achieve such feats, but Xu Wendong, a cultivator in the Second Layer of Qi Refining Period, could easily turn a nearly dying mutt into a ferocious creature.

When he embedded the seal into the mutt, its expression immediately transformed. From its previous lethargy, it became extremely vicious, greedily devouring the raw meat.

Even Ye Qingxin, a Great Grandmaster, felt a chill run down her spine upon seeing it.

Indeed.

On this mutt, Ye Qingxin sensed danger.

Even though she was a Great Grandmaster, the feeling was still intense.

Xu Wendong said, "Let’s go to the dog fighting arena!"

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Qin Zhan liked dog fighting.

So.

He specially built a dog fighting arena for his own enjoyment.

Initially, the idea to build the dog fighting arena was merely for personal pleasure, but once it was completed, many of Su Province’s elite came to watch.

The ticket revenue alone brought in millions every year.

Of course.

The wealth the dog fighting arena brought him far exceeded mere millions—reaching nine digits, in fact.

After all, dog fighting, like boxing, allowed for betting.

Because of this dog fighting arena, he ranked second among the younger generation of the Qin Family. He held an irreplaceable position within the Qin Family, even more prominent than his brother, Qin Long.

Even though Qin Long was a prodigy among the Qin Family’s grandchildren and held an important position in Qin Corporation, Qin Zhan achieved his success entirely through his own abilities, unlike Qin Long, who relied on the family’s support.

The massive dog fighting arena was bustling, packed with hundreds of young masters from Su Province’s elite families and other members of high society.

In this peaceful society, they needed a place to let off steam, and dog fighting was undoubtedly the best choice. It could get one’s blood pumping, provided a sense of bloodthirsty violence, and presented opportunities for winning money.

"Wait... Do you intend to enter this mutt in the competition? You don’t really think this mutt can survive, do you?"

When Xu Wendong found the manager of the dog fighting arena and stated his intention, the manager immediately mocked him, "Young man, this dog of yours must be a stray, right? It’s impossible for a common mutt like this to win! Instead of entering it, you might as well send it to a dog meat restaurant!"

Before Xu Wendong could speak, the mutt beside him bared its teeth, its eyes filled with fierce gleam, and let out an intense bark.

"Wow, this dog is quite fierce!" The arena manager, Xue Qing, raised an eyebrow, showing a surprised expression as he sensed the extraordinary nature of this mutt, having dealt with dogs constantly.

It was by no means as simple as it appeared.

"If you want your dog to compete, a deposit of 100,000 yuan is required," Xue Qing said blandly. "If your dog manages to win, we’ll give you a one percent commission."

"If it dies, that deposit is non-refundable."

Xu Wendong readily paid the 100,000 yuan deposit and handed the mutt over to Xue Qing, who arranged for it to compete.

After that, he made his way to the dog fighting arena.

This dog fighting arena was similar to the Western world’s gladiatorial arenas, with many men and women gathered around to watch—some young, others in their forties and fifties.

Although Xu Wendong didn’t see Qin Zhan, he believed that Qin Zhan was certainly closely monitoring everything from somewhere.

All he had to do was very simple: as long as his dog could break through the competition, he would surely meet him.

"Oh, young man, are you here too?"

Just as Xu Wendong sat down, a familiar voice sounded from beside him. Turning his head, he saw it was the middle-aged man who had sold him the mutt earlier.

Xu Wendong looked surprised, "What a coincidence!"

The middle-aged man chuckled and asked, "Do you like dog fighting too?"

Xu Wendong replied, "It’s alright, I just stopped by to take a look."

The middle-aged man pulled out a cigarette and handed it to him, then said, "If you trust me, follow my lead when betting later. I guarantee you’ll make a sure profit. After all, I sell dogs for a living—one glance and I can tell this one’s ferocious and bloodthirsty!"

Xu Wendong smiled, "I’m just here to have a look!"

Buzz!

Without any warning.

The speakers in the dog fighting arena emitted a buzzing sound, and at the same time, all the lights were turned off—only four spotlights illuminated the direction of the ring.

The once noisy dog fighting arena quickly quieted down, and Xue Qing’s voice came through the speakers: "Thank you all for coming. Let’s cut to the chase and start the first round of dog fighting!"

Upon hearing this, many people became unusually excited. Finally, the main event was about to commence!

"This time, the challenger is King Kong," Xue Qing announced. "As everyone knows, King Kong is a wolfdog who performed outstandingly in last month’s ten matches, lasting until the end. There’s a good chance it could become the quarterly champion and even challenge last year’s annual champion, Canglang!"

At his words, incredulous voices erupted in the arena.

Even Zhao Jun, who had sold Xu Wendong the mutt, sighed, "Canglang is one of the ten famous dogs owned by a young master of the Qin Family—a rare Rottweiler with exceptional strength. All of its opponents have died in the arena, eaten by Canglang."

"Who would have thought King Kong could actually rival Canglang in strength?"

"Here comes King Kong!"

Someone exclaimed.

Xu Wendong followed the direction of the moving spotlight, where a robust middle-aged man led out a massive wolfdog over a meter tall into view.

The wolfdog bore several scratches on its body, looking somewhat battered, but its gaze was extremely vicious.

However.

That fierce look failed to intimidate the onlookers—it instead incited a deafening cheer.

As King Kong was led to the ring, Xue Qing’s voice rang out again: "Today, the challenger is Grey Jiao. It might look unremarkable, but often we can’t judge a book by its cover."

"I believe Grey Jiao will shine brightly today!"

With those words.

A spotlight flickered toward the entrance, and when people saw it was a seemingly listless mutt, they uttered contemptuous murmurs.

Clearly, they didn’t believe the mutt could defeat the ten-time winner, King Kong.

Zhao Jun beside Xu Wendong was even more shocked, staring at Xu Wendong: "Young fellow, did you buy this dog just for the competition?"

"Have you lost your mind? This dog is almost dead. How could it possibly beat King Kong?"