Douluo ice demon Yuhao

On the competition stage, three judges inspected the soul guides made by each contestant in turn.

No. 37 and No. 85 were both only fifth-level soul engineers. They knew they were no match for Huo Yuhao and Huang Zheng. When they saw the other party hand over their sixth-level soul guide, they both decisively chose to admit defeat.

The following competition is about life and death, and there are no rules. There is no need for them to take risks and force themselves to participate. In this underground competition, there is no pension for casualties. Being able to leave with the soul guide that you have made on the field is already a big profit.

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The focus of the competition fell on the seventh-level soul master No. 88 and the ranked carving knife holder No. 98.

The odds between the two finally stabilized at a very close level, making the audience even more excited.

He Caitou and Merck both handed over their soul guides to the referee panel.

First came Merck, who completed a total of six soul guides within the stipulated time.

The chief referee is an eighth-level soul engineer, and his vision is naturally very good. Although he didn't say anything, he already gave Merck a very high evaluation in his heart.

Next was He Caitou, who handed over a large level 6 soul cannon and the core of a level 5 shield with both hands. Next to the soul cannon, there were several steel needles.

The referee raised a steel needle with some doubts and asked, "What kind of soul guide is this?"

It turns out that each of these steel needles is a fifth-level soul guide, and there are as many as ten. When other contestants only made single-digit soul guides, No. 88 actually made one.

He bought more than a dozen soul tools.

Even the chief referee couldn't help being shocked, but he still said as usual: "The soul guide production session has ended. Next is the competition session. Is anyone willing to withdraw?"

Both Hecaitou and Merck chose to challenge.

In the confrontation area, He Caitou carried a heavy cannon on his shoulders, and the core of the soul guidance shield was fixed in front of his waist. These two soul guidance devices alone guaranteed offense and defense.

Merck's configuration is similar to his. In addition to the soul guide cannon and invincible shield, there are also devices such as energy-concentrating soul guides.

"Game start."

Following the chief referee's order, He Caitou and Merck each displayed six optimally matched soul rings behind them, and the soul cannons in their hands began to charge energy almost at the same time.

The third elder murmured: "This No. 88 has very skilled fighting techniques. He is obviously not a simple researcher. We don't know what his martial spirit is yet. If there is a good martial spirit that can match the soul guide, then

The strength is much more than that.”

When Merck saw the soul ring behind the opponent, he felt a little more confident.

Since they are both soul emperors, and No. 88 has not made a seventh-level soul guide, and his soul guide is blessed by the dark blue dragon, the gap between the two is very small.

"Let me see what the difference is between you and a seventh-level soul engineer."

Whoosh——

Merck was the first to finish charging, and the gun barrel in his hand shot out a dark green light.

His soul tool is called the Corrosive Decomposition Cannon. It is not very explosive, but it has high sustained damage. With the blessing of the same attribute of the Dark Azure Dragon, its power is even higher.

The dark green light was like the breath of a poisonous snake, and its sinister intent was about to swallow up the cabbage.

But at this moment, He Caitou's soul cannon had also been charged.

boom--

First there was a roar that was far more shocking than before, and then there was an extremely dazzling bright blue beam of light.

In front of the blue light pillar, the dark green light of the corrosive decomposition cannon appeared inconspicuous and was instantly extinguished.

The blue beam of light did not pause at all, piercing the sky and continuing to blast towards Merck.

"It's the Thunder Cannon!"

The moment the light beam flashed out, Merk recognized the soul guidance device. He was horrified and hid in panic.

The Thunder Cannon, known for its explosion and destruction, is the natural nemesis of the corrosive decomposition cannon.

The thunder beam did not hit Merk, but hit the outer protective shield of the confrontation zone, making a heavy tremor. After the roar disappeared, there was still a faint sound of shattering.

"What a risk." Merck gritted his teeth and said, "Is such a terrifying power still within the scope of a level six soul guide?"

Although the power of his own soul cannon was far inferior to that of his opponent, Merk felt happy.

Although the Thunder Heavy Cannon is powerful, the barrel will overheat after being released and cannot fire a second bombardment in a short period of time. However, his Corrosive Decomposition Cannon does not have this flaw.

Now the advantage is completely on Merck's side.

He Caitou was obviously aware of this problem, and immediately abandoned his thunder cannon and ran towards him quickly. The distance between the two of them was less than twenty meters in the blink of an eye.

"Without the thunder cannon, will he use those close-range soul guides? Or use soul skills?" Thinking of this, Merk couldn't help but feel a sense of arrogance in his heart.

He now still has an invincible shield on his body and has given up the thunder cannon. He Caitou is obviously no longer able to cause effective damage to him.

Victory seemed close at hand, as he defeated a seventh-level soul master head-on.

However, just when Merck was feeling proud, several heartbreaking pains shattered his illusions.

Merck froze on the spot for an instant, slowly lowering his head, his eyes full of shock.

The steel needles that he had not paid attention to before had been driven into his body at some point.

Arms, wrists, legs, chest, abdomen... Silently, the cold metal accurately made bloody holes in the flesh.

Merck didn't know how the other party took action. There was no warning, and he didn't even have time to react to activate the invincible shield for himself.

He tried to raise his hands, but there was no response from them.

"you you……"

Merck looked at He Caitou in horror and wanted to speak out, but found that the steel needles nailed into his body were condensing energy and heating up rapidly.

"stop!"

Following a burst of vigorous scolding, the third elder rushed out of the central VIP room, hung above the golden hall, and shouted towards the confrontation area.

"Number 98 admits defeat and ends your ability soon."

He Caitou stood on the field and said coldly: "Once my sun needle is sent out, it cannot be taken back."

"ah--"

The blazing heat suddenly radiated from the steel needles, and blazing flames rose from Merck's body.

He is an evil soul master with a cold nature, and is extremely afraid of the fire attribute of high temperatures. How can he survive when his body is burned by the fire?

In the blink of an eye, Merck was swallowed up by the flames and turned into ashes.

The soul tools on his body fell to the ground one by one. After his body was burned out, the dark green dragon carving knife was revealed, emitting a faint cyan light in the charred blackness.

Coincidentally, if Merck had not been an evil soul master, there would still be some chance of survival.

The entire Golden Hall was silent. In the finals of the Soul Guidance Competition, such a cruel and terrifying scene occurred.

The third elder looked at He Caitou with anger on his face.

"You killed my disciple, what crime should you deserve?"

He Caitou said coldly: "Regardless of life or death, this is the rule of this underground soul master competition. Does the Xishui Alliance want to disregard its prestige?"

"Even so, not everyone in our Xishui Alliance is qualified to kill."

The third elder said coldly.

He Caitou's expression did not change. He slowly raised his hand, took out a token and held it in his hand.

"Is this person qualified to kill?"

This is a dark golden token with a fire dragon engraved on it.

"Eight-clawed Fire Dragon Order!"

All the nobles present were shocked and blurted out.

The Eight-Clawed Fire Dragon Token is of extremely important significance to the Sun and Moon Royal Family. Although the holdings are not small, they are all members of the royal family or their cronies.

As soon as this token was released, the nobles knew that the mute Xishui Alliance would definitely suffer a loss, and even private revenge would be impossible.

At some point, the second elder, Nangong Wan, also appeared next to the referee's table and winked at the three referees.

The chief referee looked up at the three elders, then at the Nangong Bowl, and announced: "No. 88 wins."

The third elder gradually calmed down, glanced at He Caitou uncertainly, entered the confrontation area, picked up the dark green dragon, and flew back to the central VIP room.

Among the crowd, the spy stared at the Eight-clawed Fire Dragon Token from afar, his eyes hesitant.

The chief referee loudly said: "After fierce competition, the top three in the Xishui League Division of this year's Mingdu Soul Master Competition have been decided, namely No. 88, No. 96, and No. 99. In addition to winning

In addition to generous rewards, you will also be qualified to participate in the finals."

The game was finally over, and the final was extremely dramatic. The spectators who had placed bets on He Caitou all showed excited smiles.

Nangong Wan came to He Caitou and said with a smile: "Little friend, I am Nangong Wan, the leader of the Xishui Alliance. I wonder if we can talk?"

He Caitou's cold disguise finally showed a smile: "Leader Nangong, that's exactly what I meant."

"Please." Nangong Wan made a gesture of invitation and led He Caitou towards the central VIP room.

Huo Yuhao naturally followed.

In the central VIP room, the deputy leader Fengling and others had left, and only Nangong Wan was left among the senior officials.

He acted extremely friendly and did not look like an evil soul master elder from the Holy Spirit Religion at all.

Nangong Wan first apologized and said: "The man just now was my third brother. He also lost his temper temporarily because he loved his disciple so much. I will first apologize to my little friend for him. But don't worry, we at Xishui Alliance also pay great attention to it."

Credibility, no need to worry about retaliation after the game.”

He Caitou said: "Leader Nangong, there is no need to apologize, I can understand."

The two of them exchanged words with each other in an extremely polite manner. As for whether the Xishui League really values ​​credibility or whether someone else would have retaliated after the game, no one knows.

"It turns out that my little friend is from the imperial palace. No wonder he is so young and promising. This kind of talent may be comparable to that of Xiao Hongchen, the first genius in the Ming Dynasty." Nangong Wan said.

"Leader Nangong is ridiculous." He Caitou responded with a smile.

Huo Yuhao observed silently from the side. He clearly noticed that He Caitou's mood fluctuated significantly when he heard the word "palace".

Nangong Wan pointed at Huo Yuhao and Huang Zheng next to him and said, "Next, you three heroes will represent the Xishui League in the finals."

He Caitou immediately said: "Leader Nangong, don't worry, I will definitely win the championship."

"Okay, then I will wait for your good news." Nangong Wan called a young man and took out a storage ring, "This is the intention of my Xishui Alliance, I hope you will accept it."

He Caitou did not resist: "Leader Nangong, just wait for my good news."

After speaking, he bowed, turned and left.

"Brother, can we talk alone?" Seeing that He Caitou was about to leave, Huo Yuhao called him.

An undetectable cold light flashed in He Caitou's eyes, he nodded, and followed Huo Yuhao out of the central VIP room.

Nangong Wan looked at He Caitou, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

Qingse Hotel, a claustrophobic corner.

"Brother, what do you want from me?" Seeing that Huo Yuhao was silent, He Caitou asked first, his words full of warning.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he was stunned and looked at the changing figure in front of him with some disbelief.

He Caitou said in surprise: "Yuhao, why is it you?"

"Brother Caitou, it's me." Huo Yuhao smiled, "I guessed that you would definitely enter the finals."

He Caitou smiled: "It's not just the finals. I said I will definitely win the championship."

"The champion's reward is a level nine custom-installed soul-guided artillery shell. This means you must win it."

While Huo Yuhao was speaking, his mental suggestion was quietly activated: "Brother Caitou, what are you going to do with this level nine custom-installed soul-guided cannonball?"

He Caitou was completely unaware of the problem and followed his words: "Of course it is used to retaliate..."

Just as he was about to say the word Qiu, He Caitou suddenly came to his senses and stopped abruptly.

Huo Yuhao said calmly: "It's used for revenge, right?"

He Caitou did not speak, but stared at Huo Yuhao with a ferocious gaze. The tall body combined with the gradually rising murderous intention exuded a strange sense of oppression.

Huo Yuhao looked at He Caitou calmly, without saying a word.

The killing intent on He Caitou is getting stronger and stronger, and he seems to be planning to silence the former junior brother in front of him here.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "But Brother Caitou, have you ever thought about how you can fire a level 9 custom soul cannon if you don't have a level 9 custom soul cannon?"

Huo Yuhao did not try to persuade him, but asked several questions in succession: "Are you going to carry a level nine custom-made soul-guided cannon to the palace and detonate it with human flesh?"

"But you don't have a level nine storage soul guide, so how are you going to bring it into the palace?"

"Even if it is really detonated in the palace, with the level of protection around the Sun and Moon Emperor, can it really kill him?"

These questions have all touched on key points. It is true that even if you can win the championship and win that level nine custom-made soul-guided cannonball, there is still a long way to go before He Caitou can truly achieve revenge.

He Caitou's mood swings first turned into a fit of rage, and then turned into a mess.

He punched the wall of the corridor and made a big hole: "Then what do you want me to do?!"

Huo Yuhao said softly: "Emperor Sun and Moon is seriously ill and will die soon."

He Caitou let out a hoarse roar, his tall body leaned down slightly, and stared like a man-eating beast.

"Yes, that bastard will die of illness soon, but do you want to advise me to do nothing and watch him die?"

"Are you trying to persuade me to give up revenge and make me dream about my dead parents and sister every night?"

Huo Yuhao was indeed using mental suggestion now, but he had changed his method to soothing, trying to calm He Caitou down.

Doesn't work at all.

Spiritual suggestions have a guiding effect, but after all they are just suggestions and are ineffective for those with extremely strong obsessions or extremely determined wills.

In other words, now He Caitou's true feelings are revealed.

He has nothing to do with that honest and honest image.