Douluo ice demon Yuhao

On the eve of the quarter-finals of the Soul Master Competition, the Soul Master Competition in the Xishui League division also ushered in the final round. Tonight, the top three will be decided and go to participate in the finals.

Green hotel, VIP room.

Apart from the staff of the Xishui League, there were only six contestants left in the huge VIP room, which seemed quite deserted.

Huo Yuhao and the two disciples of Underworld Thunder Douluo sat together, and the other three people sat scattered. No one spoke. The three disciples, including He Caitou, all opened their eyes and looked straight at Huo Yu.

Hao and the other three cast wary glances.

There are only three of them together, so naturally they have to be more careful.

Ninety-six Huang Zheng whispered: "Lord Saint, the soul master No. 88 is the strongest, and the teacher is very interested in him. In the drawing session later, the three of us will not be matched, the teacher ordered

Let’s let Merck test his strength one last time.”

"If he can defeat Merck, no matter what the price, even if he is from Mingde Hall, the teacher will recruit him."

Merk also said: "Humph, although he may be a seventh-level soul master, I have the blessing of the Dark Azure Dragon, and in addition, I can use martial arts and soul skills in this round of competition, so I may not lose to him.

"

Dark Azure Dragon is the name of the engraved knife in his hand.

Huo Yuhao responded lightly: "I understand."

He Caitou's outstanding performance in the previous competition was enough to drive Underworld Thunder Douluo crazy. A seventh-level soul engineer who was probably only in his early twenties, with a little training, would definitely become the youngest soul instructor in mainland China to pass the ninth level.

A staff member walked in: "The game is about to start, distinguished guests, please get ready."

Six people stood up at the same time and headed towards the golden hall.

In the gorgeous golden hall, there was a much larger crowd than in the previous rounds of games today, and the crowd was buzzing.

The competitions in the other two major underground power divisions have ended, and these nobles have all flowed into the remaining Xishui League division, bringing with them a rich gambling pool.

In the central VIP room above the golden hall, deputy leader Fengling, second elder Nangong Wan, third elder Ning Lei Douluo and others were listening to a report from a man in white robes.

"Deputy leader, according to what I saw with my own eyes, the Golden Dragon Saint appeared in the Ordinary League competition area and advanced to the top three. She will represent the Ordinary League in the finals in the western suburbs."

The deputy leader did not appear ecstatic, but frowned and asked, "Are you sure her martial spirit is a dragon-type martial spirit?"

"I dare to conclude that because when she releases her martial spirit, she will exude a special kind of dragon power. This kind of dragon power is very similar to the dark holy dragon enshrined in the Great Consecration. Even..." The man in white robe paused.

Fengling raised her eyebrows: "What even?"

"Maybe even better than the Great Enshrinement." The man in white robe could not hide the joy in his eyes.

Fengling then let out a sinister smile from under her veil, and asked: "Then do you know what kind of holy power the Golden Dragon Saint has mastered?"

"Back to the deputy leader, it is the holy power that swallows life." The man in white robe said, "I feel very clearly that she can swallow other people's life force to improve her own cultivation."

"But unfortunately, I was discovered by the Ordinary Alliance during the observation process. In order not to alert the snake, I did not bring back the Golden Dragon Saint and left quickly. Fortunately, Shangguan Wei'er probably did not discover the Saint's ability."

Nangong Wan nodded: "You are right. Although the Ordinary League is not something to be afraid of, Shangguan Wei'er is still quite capable. There is no need to provoke her for the time being. After the finals of the Soul Master Competition are over, there will be plenty of time to deal with her."

The man in white robe said again: "I have informed the leader of this matter, and the leader ordered us to bring back the Golden Dragon Saint."

Fengling nodded and said, "I understand, I will definitely handle this matter."

She turned to the third elder again: "Third, what do you think of No. 88?"

The third elder said: "I have already made arrangements to let Merck compete with him later."

"Okay, then I'll just wait for the good news."

In the center of the golden hall, the handsome host wore a shiny golden dress and said in a loud voice: "Dear guests, hello everyone, the competition is about to start. Please enter the six contestants."

As soon as he finished speaking, the audience in the golden hall instantly fell into excitement.

"The first contestant is Soul Engineer No. 37. He has defeated several powerful opponents in the competition. He is good at making dexterous offensive soul tools and is evaluated as a level five soul engineer."

"The second one is Soul Engineer No. 85. He is good at making long-lasting long-range soul guides. I don't know where his limits are. He is also assessed as a Level 5 Soul Engineer."

The host introduced the six contestants in turn. This information was very important to the gamblers in the audience.

The two contestants smiled and signaled to the audience that they were naturally a little arrogant for being able to pass the test and reach the top six.

When it was the turn of the third contestant, He Caitou, the host's voice suddenly became louder: "The third contestant is our soul mentor No. 88. He is good at making various powerful souls.

Guide cannon, in previous matches, without exception, he defeated his opponent with just one blow."

"We assess it as..."

Having said this, the host paused for a moment, pursed his lips and looked around to wait for the audience's reaction.

It wasn't until some viewers began to complain impatiently that he continued to finish: "Seventh-level soul master!"

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the golden hall that accommodated thousands of people fell into a brief silence, and then suddenly erupted.

A seventh-level soul master! A seventh-level soul master under thirty years old!

No, judging from his face, he should be about twenty years old.

The name of such a genius should have spread throughout Mingdu.

Most of the people present were nobles and well-informed, and they began to communicate and discuss with each other.

A nobleman pointed at He Caitou and speculated: "A seventh-level soul master of this age, could he be the grandson of Hall Master Hongchen, Xiao Hongchen?"

Someone next to him immediately refuted him: "How is that possible? I've seen Xiao Hongchen before, but he's not as tall and tall as he is."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Looking at the noisy crowd in the audience, the host was extremely satisfied, and the mood of the whole audience was aroused.

He Caitou looked at the audience with an indifferent expression, and there was no emotion on his face after the disguise.

Under this stage, there may be royal disciples and nobles of all sizes who have received kindness from his father.

Emperors came and went, but nobles remained nobles.

Perhaps in a sense, hereditary nobles are much more comfortable than the high-risk profession of emperor.

The two previous contestants were completely stunned on the spot, looking at He Caitou with disbelief.

The two of them swallowed in unison, hoping that they would not draw He Caitou as their opponent later.

The host continued to introduce: "The fourth one is soul master No. 96. Not only does he have extremely powerful strength, but he also possesses a carving knife that is suspected to be on the list. We evaluate him as a sixth-level soul master.

But I believe his strength is far more than that."

"The fifth one is soul master No. 98. He may also have a listed carving knife and is evaluated as a sixth-level soul master."

As soon as these words came out, there was another uproar.

The nobles here are all prominent figures, and some of them are powerful soul engineers. They know very well what a ranking knife means.

"The last one is Soul Engineer No. 99. He has no fixed production style and makes completely different types of soul tools for each game. He can be called an all-rounder. He is evaluated as a Level 6 Soul Engineer."

There was nothing eye-catching about Huo Yuhao's introduction. All the attention was focused on He Caitou and the two carving knife owners on the list.

After the introduction, the first two players were already ashen-faced. At level five, there was no way they could be the opponents of the other four.

"The following is the drawing process. While waiting for the results of the drawing, distinguished guests can also place bets."

A large amount of gambling money was invested in He Caitou, causing his odds to drop again and again.

The method of drawing lots is very simple. There are six small balls with numbers written on them in a crystal ball. While the crystal ball rotates slowly, the small balls are sucked out one by one.

"No. 37, vs. No. 99, first division."

"No. 85, vs. No. 96, second division."

"No. 88, vs. No. 98, third division."

Huo Yuhao was not looking forward to the result of the draw. The seemingly random draw was actually already decided.

No. 37 and No. 85 showed a hint of helplessness on their faces and headed to their own competition area. They had given up hope of winning.

"There is a quarter of an hour for all the distinguished guests to raise their bets. Please take your seats."

Huo Yuhao took one last look at He Caitou and headed to his own competition area.

He Caitou came to the third competition area with an indifferent expression, stood in front of the experimental table, and glanced at the shelves filled with rare metals.

A sinister laughter came from another table not far away: "Hey, I really want to try how far away I am from the seventh-level soul master now."

He Caitou frowned and cast a sharp look at him.

Even Merck felt a little uncomfortable with this murderous gaze: "Haha, don't be so nervous, maybe we will become brothers soon."

He Caitou asked coldly: "You are from the Xishui Alliance, right?"

Merck did not expect that He Caitou had already guessed his identity, so he nodded and asked: "Exactly. I wonder if this brother has the intention to join our Xishui Alliance?"

He Caitou didn't answer, a cold murderous intention brewing in his heart.

"The game begins." The referee just interrupted the conversation between the two, and the two stopped chatting and started making the soul guide.

He Caitou quickly took a few pieces of metal, and instead of rushing to engrave them, he took out a few cigars from his hands and held them in his mouth. He took two puffs before starting to engrave.

Merk also gradually focused his attention, and the dark green dragon in his hand flew quickly, emitting a faint cyan light and injecting a unique soul power into the core array.

The finals will last for several hours in total. The rules do not limit the number of soul guides. Any number of soul guides can be made for use in the subsequent competition.

The subsequent competition was even more cruel. In addition to not being able to use soul guides brought from the outside world, martial spirits, soul skills, and any other abilities were allowed to be used.

No matter life or death.

In the central VIP room, the deputy leader Fengling asked: "Lao San, do you think your disciple will be the opponent of No. 88?"

The third elder shook his head: "Although Merk is talented and intelligent, he is arrogant. He has failed to break through to the seventh-level soul master many times without sufficient cultivation. We might as well take this opportunity to let him understand the truth that there is a world outside the world.

He won’t be considered a bad person in the future.”

In the first competition area, Huo Yuhao quickly finished making the soul guidance device he needed. He still had plenty of time, but he did not make any more, but observed his surroundings.

In fact, he made the soul tool just to deal with the referee. According to the rules, he can use any ability without using the soul tool. A soul impact can send his opponent off stage.

No, maybe even the soul shock won't be used.

Looking at No. 37 who had given up written all over his face not far away, Huo Yuhao shrugged helplessly and launched a mental detection to check the situation of He Caitou.

The soul guide made by He Caitou was very special, so special that even Huo Yuhao didn't recognize it at first glance.

The rare metal was cut into "needle" shapes with a carving knife, slender sticks with a diameter of less than one centimeter. Then on the outer surface where there was not much space for the "needles", Hecaitou was being carved with

The knife is engraved.

"What kind of soul guide is this?" Even the well-informed Huo Yuhao was stunned for a moment.

The outer surface area of ​​the "needle" is very small and has a curvature. It is difficult for ordinary people to write on it with a pen, but it is on such a "needle" that He Caitou has engraved several core magic circles.

"Charging array, accelerating array... What does he want to do? Could it be that this is a bullet? But the launcher hasn't been built yet?"

Huo Yuhao thought for a while, and then he suddenly realized what He Caitou was up to.

This should be Caitou's own unique soul-guiding hidden weapon combined with the Tang Sect's secret knowledge. Compared with the common soul-guiding rays and soul-guiding cannons, it displays less destructive power, but is more secretive, and the actual lethality may not be inferior.

Such a small "needle" was a level 5 soul guide, but He Caitou quickly completed one and took the materials to repeat the process.

It is difficult to hide from an open gun, and even harder to guard against a hidden arrow.

Even Huo Yuhao couldn't help but feel a little appreciation for He Caitou's innovative ability.

"Why is that human here?" At this moment, Ice King's somewhat unexpected voice came from his mind.

"That human? Who?" Huo Yuhao frowned and counted his mental detection.

There were thousands of people in the golden hall, and the fluctuations in soul power were very chaotic. He didn't know who the Ice Emperor was referring to, and he didn't know who would surprise her.

Tianmeng reminded: "Yuhao, look at the man in gold clothes in front of you to your right."

She used her mental power to click on Huo Yuhao's mind.

Huo Yuhao had some impressions of this kind of clothing. Most of the people wearing those patterned clothing were in the palace, but they did not have royal blood. Most of them were close associates of direct members of the royal family, so their status was not low.

"who is he?"

Huo Yuhao was confused for a moment, but he immediately recognized the other person.

"It's Xiao? The internal response of Noumenon Sect!"

"Why is he here?"

Now Xiao's appearance has changed again, and for some unknown reason he appears in the golden hall of this green hotel.

Huo Yuhao stared at him from a distance for a while, and soon stopped paying attention.

"It's a coincidence, maybe I'm here to gamble."

Time passed by minute by second, the production finally ended, and it was time for the competition.

"When the competition time is up, all contestants are asked to stop making. Please ask the three referees to check the soul guides they made."