Douluo ice demon Yuhao

The semi-finals of the Soul Master Competition have ended, and the two teams that will eventually participate in the finals are decided, namely the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Master Academy and the Snow Demon Sect team from a foreign country.

The second semi-final battle was definitely the bloodiest match since the beginning of this competition. First, Huo Qiuer killed two evil soul masters in a row in the individual elimination round, and then the main body led by Long Aotian in the team battle

The disciples of the sect slaughtered all the players of the Holy Spirit Sect without leaving any trace.

Long Aotian, who had awakened his martial soul to the silver level, was like a god of war in front of all the evil soul masters, unrivaled.

But the bloody battle situation did not cause discomfort to the audience, but made them excited. The Snow Demon Sect, which had killed so many evil soul masters, had become their hero.

Zhong Liwu's mood has reached the extreme gloominess.

The loss of so many young masters all at once, coupled with the fact that many strongholds in the sect were hunted and destroyed a few days ago, caused heavy losses in the sect, and he, the leader of the sect, felt extremely sad.

Finding and cultivating evil soul master talents is much more difficult than ordinary soul masters.

This is not the worst news. Zhong Liwu can feel that Xu Tianran is very dissatisfied with himself because of the Holy Spirit Sect's failure in the Soul Master Competition.

Zhong Liwu squinted his eyes and looked at Huo Qiu'er's figure in the distance.

As long as the Golden Dragon Saint can be captured, all losses will be worth it. If Huo Qiuer is successfully brainwashed, the Holy Spirit Church will use all its resources to cultivate an extreme Douluo with ultimate strength, no weaknesses, and no fear of the light.

Evil Soul Master.

Coupled with the Fire Phoenix Saint and the Holy Son, the Holy Spirit Church will become the most powerful force in the world for nearly two hundred years.

With such thoughts in mind, Zhong Liwu took Zhang Peng and others to the Qingse Hotel in Xishui League.

Seeing Fengling, Zhong Liwu asked directly: "Xiao Feng, hasn't the Holy Son come back yet?"

Fengling was extremely surprised by Zhong Liwu's question: "No, didn't the Holy Son participate in the Soul Master Competition?"

Zhong Liwu said calmly: "It's okay if you don't participate, we can't lose the Holy Son again."

He briefly explained the situation of the game. The news that the Holy Spirit team was completely wiped out in the semi-finals made Fengling and others stunned.

After coming back to their senses, Fengling and the others all gritted their teeth: "What a Noumenon Sect, how can he be so rampant!"

Zhong Liwu raised his hand to signal everyone to calm down and said calmly: "The Golden Dragon Saint will go to the western suburbs tomorrow on behalf of the Ordinary League to participate in the finals of the Soul Master Competition. We must take this opportunity to welcome the Golden Dragon Saint back to the Holy Cult."

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The finals of the Soul Master Competition will be the day after the semi-finals and the night before the finals. The three major underground forces will each send three strong soul masters selected from their respective competition regions to participate.

There are nine players in total, and there are countless possibilities for the final result of the game. With the vigorous publicity jointly by the three underground forces, it attracted countless spectators and gamblers.

The top three in the finals will receive rich rewards, including powerful ninth-level soul guides and generous rare metals.

And the underground forces they each represent can win huge benefits from controlling the smuggling of rare metals.

Green hotel.

The Xishui Alliance is about to set off, and the hotel lobby is under full martial law, surrounded by a large number of people in black.

The third elder's eyes were full of anxiety and anger: "Vice-leader, what should I do? Not only has the Holy Son not appeared yet, but even No. 88 has disappeared."

The only player that the Xishui League can send is Huang Zheng, how could he be the opponent of the other two major forces?

Feng Ling's eyes turned cold: "There is no other way, Third Brother, send your two disciples to temporarily take over. Then we will use any means necessary in the competition against soul guides."

The implication is that if you can't compare with the production of soul guides, you can use martial souls to make up for it.

The third elder murmured: "That's all we can do."

He could only choose two weaker disciples. The two were far less talented than Huang Zheng. They were only fifth-level soul masters, but as evil soul masters, their combat prowess could not be underestimated.

Fengling frowned slightly. She and Zhong Liwu had already consulted the Supreme Leader and learned that there was nothing unusual about the restrictions on the Holy Son, and that the Holy Son was now very safe.

What on earth did the Holy Son do? He hasn't been seen for so long, and he doesn't even care about the Soul Master Competition and the Soul Tutor Competition.

Being so free and undisciplined and disregarding the interests of the Holy Religion requires serious criticism and education.

Fengling was extremely anxious, but they were busy with affairs recently, and they had no intention of taking charge of the Holy Son, so they had to wait until the Soul Master Competition was over.

"Let's go, I will hide in the crowd with the other elders." Fengling gave the final order, and the figure in black robes disappeared into the ranks of the Xishui Alliance.

The person in charge became Nangong Wan, the leader of the Xishui League. With a wave of his hand, he led everyone in the Xishui League to board a carriage and headed towards the western suburbs of Mingdu. And among the people of the Xishui League, there were unknown numbers of Holy Spirit Cults lurking.

Master.

At the same time, Pingfanmeng and Qingxia Hotel.

As the departure was approaching, final preparations were being made here, and there were crowds of people standing here.

Huo Qiuer appeared in front of Shangguan Weier as promised, and standing with Shangguan Weier were two other contestants.

Seeing Huo Qiuer again, Ye Guyi looked slightly startled and his eyes were complicated.

"You're finally here." Shangguan Weier smiled sweetly, "Now that everyone is here, the future of our Ordinary Alliance depends on the three of us to guard it."

"I assure you that if we can win the championship, not only our ordinary alliance, but also the prince will be rewarded heavily."

The biggest backer behind the Ordinary Alliance is a prince with considerable power in the palace. If he can help the prince gain control of smuggling rare metals, his status in the palace will rise even more.

"Let's go." Shangguan Weier stopped talking and motioned for everyone to walk out of the hotel.

At this moment, a deep and deep voice suddenly sounded in the hotel lobby.

"Not urgent."

Shangguan Weier's expression suddenly changed: "Who?"

She was able to run underground in the Ming capital for decades, not just because of her beauty. Shangguan Weier was a powerful soul master in her own right.

But as soon as that voice sounded, the coercion contained in it even made her tremble.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Shangguan Weier was in a daze when she saw a slightly slovenly old man appearing in front of her at some point, holding a wine gourd in his hand.

Beside him, there was another tall and strong old man, who was equally unfathomable.

The two of them were none other than Du Buushi and Mr. Xuan.

"Protect the leader!" Someone in the Ordinary League shouted.

"snort."

Du Buushi just snorted and stood beside Huo Qiu'er without moving an inch. No one in the entire lobby dared to move.

"No. 92, are these two...?" Shangguan Weier quickly regained her composure after many years of underground power career.

She saw that Du Bu Shou must be related to Huo Qiu'er, and smiled peacefully and naturally.

Huo Qiuer answered naturally: "I am a little scared to go to the countryside to compete alone. Is it normal to find some experts to protect me?"

Even though Shang Guan Wei'er's psychological quality has been cultivated over the years, she couldn't help but feel a little bit in her heart.

She had seen many ninth-level soul masters serving in the palace, and she had never felt such strong pressure. These two people were probably already super Douluo.

Shangguan Weier raised her eyebrows, bowed respectfully first, then smiled again and said: "Shangguan Weier of the slave family, could this be the true crown prince of Tianhun?"

Her accurate guess surprised Du Buushi: "How did you, a little girl, guess that?"

Shangguan Weier explained: "If the Nu family guessed correctly, this No. 92 is Miss Qiu'er who shined in the semi-finals of yesterday's Soul Master Competition."

"The Nu family was also shocked by the Snow Demon Sect's victory over the Holy Spirit Sect. Looking at the whole continent, there are very few forces that can show such strength. Based on the original martial arts of the Snow Demon Sect and others, the Nu family made a bold guess that the Snow Demon Sect is the famous one.

Ontology Sect.”

The intelligence system of the Ordinary League was already well developed, and Shangguan Weier paid close attention to the Holy Spirit Sect related to the Xishui League, so she had a pretty good guess.

"That's a good guess." Her compliment was very helpful to Du Buushi. On the other hand, Mr. Xuan next to him didn't look very good when he heard this.

Although Shrek Academy was not mentioned, these words secretly allowed the Noumenon Sect to overpower Shrek several times. After all, both Shrek teams were eliminated in the quarterfinals.

"I didn't expect that Miss Qiu'er is not only accomplished in soul guidance tools, but also even more accomplished in martial arts."

Shangguan Weier continued to flatter, and at the same time looked at Mr. Xuan who was drinking on the other side: "I wonder if this senior is...?"

Mr. Xuan just said three words: "Shrek."

"It turns out to be the holy land of soul masters, Shrek." Shangguan Weier was about to praise Shrek's eternal glory, but her ability to observe words and emotions stopped her rationally.

Shrek's two teams were eliminated in the quarter-finals not long ago. Doesn't he have the foresight no matter which pot he fails to open or raise?

Shangguan Weier's eyes were filled with longing as she said: "Actually, Shrek has always been the holy land of soul masters that I want to visit personally. It's just a pity that the slave family has never left the Sun and Moon Empire."

Being able to become the leader of the Ordinary Alliance, one of the three major underground forces, Shangguan Wei'er is naturally very capable in all aspects. She is neither humble nor overbearing when facing two top forces who are extremely powerful, and can deal with it calmly.

Du Buushi was very satisfied with Shangguan Wei'er's performance. He didn't talk nonsense and asked straight to the point: "I heard that the reward of this underground soul mentor competition is a level nine custom-made soul guide cannon. Is it true?"

Seeing that Du Bushu took the initiative to ask about the reward, Shangguan Wei'er was secretly happy and quickly replied: "That's true. Not only are there nine-level custom-installed soul-guided artillery shells, but there are also a ton of various rare metals."

If the poisonous person wants something, then she can give in to him and reap the favor of the poisonous person.

Both are three major underground forces, but the reason why the Ordinary League and the Aodu Chamber of Commerce cannot really compete with the Xishui League together is because they have too few high-end combat forces and are no match for them.

But if the Noumenon Sect and Shrek were behind us, the result would be completely different.

"As long as we can win the championship in the finals, then..."

Du Bushu waved his hand directly: "What else is there to compete with? There is no need to compete."

Shangguan Weier was stunned and said hesitantly: "Your Majesty...?"

"Can't I just go and grab the cannonball and the metal back?" Du Buushi laughed.

This sentence frightened everyone in the Pingfan League. Even Shangguan Weier couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Mr. Xuan frowned: "Old Poison, since it's a competition, we must follow the rules of the competition. What's the point of just grabbing it?"

Du Bushu snorted disdainfully: "I, the Noumenon Sect, will grab whatever I like and kill anyone I don't like. If you are happy and comfortable, why should you care about the rules?"

Shangguan Wei'er hurriedly advised: "No, there are several ninth-level soul engineer referees at the finals. The ninth-level custom-installed soul guide cannonballs are carefully preserved, and their use requires special means. If not operated properly, it will..."

She swallowed.

"It exploded directly."

That was a strategic weapon that could directly kill even Titled Douluo. If the poisonous weapon was accidentally detonated during the fight, there would probably be very few people left alive in the western suburbs.

"Humph, that's fine."

Poison couldn't die and then he muttered regretfully.

Mr. Xuan took a sip of wine and asked, "What are the rules of this final?"

Shangguan Weier has regained her composure and introduced: "The finals are divided into two stages. In the first stage, the first is to make only one soul guidance device compared to the soul guidance device production requirement."

"Then there will be a skills competition, where the soul master's production skills will be tested based on random questions."

As she said that, she glanced at Huo Qiu'er hesitantly.

Although Huo Qiuer is very powerful in combat, her soul mentor level is the lowest among all nine contestants. If she competes in skills, she will definitely not be the opponent of others.

Mr. Xuan noticed her worries and asked, "Are you worried that she won't pass the skill test?"

Shangguan Wei'er smiled and said: "Two seniors, don't panic. The skill assessment will be a last-place elimination round. Only the player with the lowest score will be eliminated."

"Of course we won't let Miss Qiu'er be eliminated in this round."

She glanced meaningfully at the red-haired girl next to Ye Guyi, whose expression changed slightly.

The implication is that she should consciously give up the skill test and send Huo Qiuer to enter the subsequent competition.

Ye Guyi watched all this silently, with a complicated expression.

"Then it's time to compete against soul guides. I'm looking forward to Miss Qiu'er's wonderful performance in this round."

Shangguan Weier smiled again and said: "The vehicle is ready. Please ask the two seniors to get on the bus and talk slowly."

"Don't worry, seniors, as long as our Ordinary League wins the championship, we will definitely give you the level nine custom-made soul-guided artillery shell."

She had already seen the two people's desire for the ninth-level custom-installed soul-guided cannonball, and immediately agreed.

"No need, our people have already arrived in the western suburbs. We will go to the finals to wait for you."

After saying that, Mr. Xuan and Du Bushu strode out of the lobby.

Shangguan Weier looked at Huo Qiuer again with completely different eyes. Her eyes were full of passion and she gave instructions to her side.

"Gu Yi, no matter what, you must win the championship of this competition."

"Yes." Ye Guyi responded lightly, his voice losing the previous passion.

She felt a little bitter.

Shangguan Weier has always told her that defeating the evil soul masters of the Xishui Alliance is to defend justice, and she deeply believes that.

But in fact, as an underground force, the Ordinary League is not a good thing at all. They just use her as a secret weapon to defeat the Xishui League.

Now, the Ordinary League's purpose of using her to win the championship is to please the other two major forces.

Similarly, her mission to kill the evil soul master does not seem to be very righteous, because killing the evil soul master can increase her cultivation. It seems that everything is just for selfish desires.

For a moment, Ye Guyi felt a little confused.

There was a slight force on his left shoulder. Ye Guyi was stunned for a moment. He turned around and saw Huo Qiu'er patting him.

"Relax."