Douluo ice demon Yuhao

Huo Yuhao looked at the girl who naturally stopped in front of him and raised his eyebrows: "What do you want to identify?"

"Soul guide." Huo Qiuer took out a round strange object from the pocket at his side and handed it to Huo Yuhao.

This soul guidance device has a strange shape and attracted Huo Yuhao's attention as soon as it was taken out.

The small white device is made of a variety of metal materials, has an exquisite structure, and presents a unique sense of technology.

Underneath the beauty, there are thick and deep fluctuations of soul power.

Even Huo Yuhao couldn't help being stunned when he saw this soul guidance device. He frowned and asked Huo Qiu'er, "A ninth-level soul guidance device?"

Huo Qiuer nodded and admitted: "Well, it should be a level nine defensive soul guidance device, but the name and specific effects are not very clear. You should know it, right?"

She seemed to trust Huo Yuhao so much that she directly handed the defensive soul tool to Huo Yuhao, not worrying that he would take this treasure away with malicious intentions.

Huo Yuhao took the soul guide and observed it carefully.

He didn't answer first, but asked instead: "Where did this soul guide come from?"

Huo Qiuer stood with her chest crossed and replied: "I gave it to you if you can't kill me."

"A gift from Poisonous Death?" The more Huo Yuhao listened, the more he felt something was wrong. "When did the Noumenon Sect have a ninth-level soul guide?"

Even if those old stubborns who are unwilling to use soul guidance devices gradually accept it, it is impossible to create a ninth-level soul guidance device. There is not even a ninth-level soul master in the three continents.

Huo Yuhao raised his eyebrows again, looked at Huo Qiu'er, and said two words: "Robbed?"

Huo Qiuer showed a matter-of-fact expression: "Of course I robbed it. You don't think that Du Bushu conjured it out of thin air, do you?"

Huo Yuhao was stunned and asked abruptly: "Is the Noumenon Sect going to rob Mingde Hall again?"

Huo Qiuer said: "You use the word 'you' very delicately."

Huo Yuhao once again focused on the ninth-level soul tool in his hand and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The soul guides produced by Mingdetang have a special format and style, and the effects of soul guides of the same level are generally 10 to 30% stronger than those made by outside soul masters.

After reaching advanced levels, the gap becomes very scary.

Even other forces with high-level soul masters, such as the Xishui League, will order large quantities of soul guides sold by Mingdetang. There are also ninth-level soul guides in the Xishui League, but many senior officials still choose to exchange soul guides from Mingdetang.

device.

Fortunately, the ninth-level soul tool that Huo Qiuer showed him was not produced by Mingdetang.

Huo Yuhao threw the soul guide back to Huo Qiuer, who caught it.

"This ninth-level defensive soul tool is called Cunning Rabbit. In terms of defensive capabilities alone, it is one of the lowest among the ninth-level defensive soul tools. It may not be as good as some eighth-level ones."

Huo Yuhao took out a soul guide illustrated book and opened it to a page for Huo Qiuer.

"But in addition to its defensive capabilities, it also has a function, which is to generate a driving force comparable to a ninth-level propelling soul guide the moment the shield appears, allowing you to quickly escape from danger."

"The physical fitness of low-level soul masters cannot withstand the pressure of a ninth-level propelling soul guide. However, combined with a defensive shield, it can protect the user's body and enable low-level soul masters to use it safely."

He gave a few general introductions.

Just as Huo Qiuer was about to reach out and take the illustrated book and take a closer look, Huo Yuhao took it back.

"Internal documents of Mingdetang will not be disclosed to the public unless..."

Unless these two words come out, it means that conditions have to be negotiated.

Huo Qiu'er turned away and snorted dissatisfiedly: "Hey, it's not uncommon."

"Unless you tell me how you got this treasure, I'll lend it to you." Huo Yuhao said with a smile.

Huo Qiuer smiled and replied: "Du Bu Shou killed several elders and worshipers of the Holy Spirit Sect and snatched it from their hands. He also snatched several eighth-level and ninth-level defensive soul tools."

After taking the illustrated book, she gave Huo Yuhao a meaningful look: "I didn't expect that the Holy Spirit Cult is quite wealthy and does not leak it."

After saying that, she started flipping through the illustrated book.

This illustrated book records many soul guides, but it only contains information such as functions and appearance, and does not involve production methods. It is not considered a confidential document, but it is difficult to see it elsewhere.

"It actually made the Noumenon Sect a huge profit. It's so generous of me to give this treasure to you directly." Huo Yuhao sighed with emotion.

"He also gave it to Long Aotian, but Long Aotian didn't want it. But Wei Na didn't refuse, and several people got their share."

Huo Qiu'er said casually while flipping through the illustrated book quickly. Just like reading a book, he just glanced at each page and passed by without knowing whether he had read it into his mind.

"Evil people will continue to be tortured by evil people. Now the Holy Spirit Sect does not dare to come out of Mingdu." Huo Yuhao smiled happily, "Fortunately, Mingde Hall was not robbed again."

Hearing Huo Yuhao's last words, Huo Qiu'er paused and said, "Actually, Du Bushit really plans to rob Mingde Hall again."

Huo Yuhao was startled again and looked at Huo Qiuer in confusion: "Why?"

"Because he is now interested in Mingdetang's soul guide, and he plans to play a big game before leaving Mingdu."

Huo Qiuer shrugged: "Even the Noumenon Sect has planned the route out of Mingdu. It is the tunnel dug during the last sneak attack on Mingde Hall."

"As soon as the competition was over and Mingdu was in chaos, he took advantage of the chaos to steal Mingdetang's soul guide and sneak back to the Heavenly Soul Empire."

"Oh, I'll take you back by the way."

Huo Yuhao: "..."

After being silent for a long time, he said something in extreme confusion.

"It's like something that poison can do."

"But when did he become so interested in soul guides?"

Huo Qiuer threw the completed illustration book back to him and said helplessly: "Who knows? Who doesn't want good things? Maybe he tasted the sweetness of robbing the Holy Spirit Cult."

"Du Buushi's original words were that after finally coming to Mingdu, he didn't want to return empty-handed."

Huo Yuhao was silent for a while and asked: "Tell me all the plans of the Noumenon Sect. Aren't you afraid that I will tell Mingdetang?"

Huo Qiuer stared at him: "Of course you can tell Mingdetang now and ask them to set up an ambush in advance and catch them all."

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Her eyes were extremely calm, like a beam of light that wanted to shine straight into Huo Yuhao's heart.

"Tsk."

Huo Yuhao took a deep breath and exhaled deeply. After standing for a few seconds, he started walking towards the center of Mingdu.

Huo Qiuer asked behind him: "Where are you going?"

"Go and participate in the soul mentor competition." Huo Yuhao said this, then left Huo Qiuer and went on his own.

Huo Qiuer did not follow him as before, but turned around and walked slowly in the other direction, talking to himself.

"Soul Master Competition... If I can enter the finals, I wonder if it will surprise you."

Huo Yuhao was walking back to Qingse Hotel with an indifferent expression.

"Your two bosses are going to fight again, what will be your choice this time?" Ice Emperor's cold voice appeared next to his ears.

Huo Yuhao cursed secretly: "It's really a lot of bullshit."

"It's like being asked whose child you want to have when your parents are getting divorced, or being asked who will save me or my mother when they fall into the river, or that bloody love triangle where you have to make a choice."

"You are still trying to steal the limelight from the world of mortals. You asked me what to do. What can I do as a Soul Emperor?"

Ice Emperor asked: "Do you want to stand by and watch this time?"

Huo Yuhao remained silent.

After a long silence, the Snow Emperor spoke out: "Yuhao, if you can't make a choice, then weigh the pros and cons."

"Mingde Hall's investment in you over the years is far greater than that of the Ontology Sect, and it has always been your ambition to be here."

The Snow Emperor has seen Huo Yuhao's situation in Mingde Hall over the years. In her opinion, Huo Yuhao should be biased towards Mingde Hall.

Tianmeng said with some fear: "Yuhao, please stop getting involved in the matter between the poisonous old man and the toad man. Let them fight on their own."

"Alas -" Electrolux sighed, "It's rare to have the best of both worlds. My child, no matter what choice you make, it is acceptable."

"Let's talk about it then."

Huo Yuhao said calmly.

"Actually, I seem to have found a way to get the best of both worlds."

…

Green hotel, VIP room.

In the spacious and luxurious golden room, a dozen or so people were sitting, all of them waiting quietly for the game to start.

What will be held today is the penultimate round of the soul guide competition to determine the top six in the Xishui League Division of the Soul Tutor Competition. The next round will determine the top three, and these three strongest will represent the Xishui League Division.

Go to the western suburbs to compete with the other two major underground forces in the finals.

The rules of the competition against soul guides are that both participating parties must make a soul guide within the specified time, and then use this soul guide to engage in actual combat. Except for this soul guide made on the spot, no other soul guides are allowed to be used.

Guidance tools and soul skills.

As the competition progressed, the restriction on the use of other soul skills began to be lifted. The competition against soul guides became more exciting and crueler, and more and more gambling money poured into the handicap.

Huo Yuhao, He Caitou, and the two disciples of Underworld Thunder Douluo all won easily all the way.

"Lord Holy Son, the teacher has specially arranged an opponent for you in this round of competition." Huang Zheng, No. 96, said to Huo Yuhao.

Huo Yuhao frowned: "Huh? Who?"

Huang Zheng secretly pointed at a thin, yellow-haired soul mentor in the corner of the room. The number plate on his chest read forty-eight.

"No. 48? Is there anything special about him?" Huo Yuhao asked with some confusion.

He had no impression of Soul Master No. 48, and had not paid attention to his previous games.

"Lord Holy Son, what he uses is a listed carving knife, and his strength is lower than that of a fifth-level soul engineer." Huang Zheng showed an evil smile, "The teacher said that this is a gift from him to you."

Huo Yuhao immediately understood what he meant.

Netherworld Thunder Douluo specially arranged for him a player with a ranking knife, and in the subsequent competition against soul guides, let him kill the opponent and reasonably take away his ranking knife.

"What a joke." Huo Yuhao sneered, "What kind of people do you think those who have the list of knives are? Do you just kill them when you say they will?"

"If he died in the Xishui League, do you really think there would be no trouble?"

"Lord Holy Son, if you go to the competition stage of our Xishui League, your life or death will be at stake. In Mingdu, no one dares to cause trouble for the Xishui League."

Merck also advised.

"If the Holy Son doesn't bother to do it himself, we can do it after the game."

"If you were from Mingde Hall, wouldn't you dare?" Huo Yuhao glanced at him sideways.

"This..." The two of them did not dare to speak nonsense.

At this moment, the attendant in the room said: "Dear guests, the game is about to start, please enter as soon as possible."

Huo Yuhao stood up and said lightly:

"I want to see his background."

After saying that, he headed to his own arena, followed not far behind him by the thin soul engineer No. 48.

Players enter, and every two people face each other in front of two tables.

After going through so many rounds of competition, there is no need to emphasize the rules anymore, everyone is waiting for the host to announce the start of the competition.

Huo Yuhao carefully looked at his opponent, the soul master No. 48.

Not only was he thin in stature, he also had a bad image. His disheveled hair looked slovenly, and only his bright eyes in a pair of small eyes stared closely at the various rare metal materials on the table like a hawk watching a wolf.

As the competition progresses, the various metal materials and winning rewards prepared for the players become more and more generous, and the completed soul guides can be taken away by the players themselves after the competition.

Players who have made it to this round have already made a lot of money from the Xishui League.

But no soul master would dislike his lack of rare metals.

"This kind of person could be the owner of a list of engraving knives?" Huo Yuhao muttered in his heart, it was really hard to imagine.

He has the Life Blade and the Imperial Sword Carving Knife, so he doesn't need to steal other people's Listing Knives. But it's obvious that the Xishui Alliance has set its sights on the opponent, and I'm afraid they won't let this fat sheep go.

Noticing Huo Yuhao's gaze, Soul Master No. 48 slowly raised his head and grinned at him: "Hello, brother, my name is Gao Dalou."

Huo Yuhao frowned slightly and said, "Brother Gao, in this underground soul master competition, everyone calls each other by their numbers. It's very dangerous for someone like you to declare your family status."

"Hey, what danger can there be? No matter how dangerous it is, there is no danger of dying of poverty." Gao Dushou said without hesitation.

Huo Yuhao nodded and said, "Yes, there is only one disease in the world, and that is the disease of poverty."

These words seemed to reach Gao Shou's heart, and he felt the same way: "Brother, what you said is so right. If I hadn't come to participate in this underground soul mentor competition and made a little money, I would have been so poor that I couldn't even eat.

I can’t afford to eat or even drink.”

Huo Yuhao asked: "Why is Brother Gao so embarrassed? Even a first-level soul engineer can support his family by making soul tools in the center of Mingdu and live in three bedrooms and two living rooms. With Brother Gao's strength, how can he not be called poor?

Can’t get along with you?”

Gao Dushou seemed to have found someone to talk to: "Hey, don't mention it."

"My family originally had some property, but then my father died inexplicably. He was a miser and put all the family's savings in his storage soul device. After his death, all my family's property was gone."

"I'm a soul engineer. It's not difficult to make some money. But the soul tools I made are like my son. I and I are reluctant to sell them. We finally earned some gold soul coins by working for others, and we took them all.

Bought rare metals.”

Huo Yuhao frowned again: "Didn't you join any academy?"

"Hey, don't mention it, I'm already so old, why would any academy want me?"

The more Huo Yuhao listened, the more he felt something was wrong. He asked, "Who is your master? Who else is there in your family?"

"After my father died, I was left alone. As for the master, there is no such thing as a master. I studied by myself."

Huo Yuhao fell silent after listening to Gao Shouduo's answers one by one.

He didn't know whether to praise Gao Daoshan for his honesty or his silly cuteness.

It seems a bit impossible for such a fat sheep to avoid being noticed by others with a list-carving knife on his body.