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Mr. Zhang gave an order and a nine-square grid tray was presented to each contestant.

In each grid, there is a square piece of rare metal placed, each piece of metal has a different color.

Mr. Zhang continued: "The requirements for the skills assessment are very simple, which is to complete nine different core magic circle production techniques on these nine pieces of metal."

"For the sake of fairness, all the questions were randomly selected by this referee and other referees just now, and none of you can use your own carving knife, you can only use the one in the tray."

"The first question, drill thirty holes; the second question, many zigzag arcs, fifty evenly arranged; the third question..."

Mr. Zhang explained the questions one by one, from easy to difficult.

The expressions of several players began to look a little ugly.

None of the nine questions in this skills assessment are simple, and the metal used in each question is completely unsuitable for the corresponding question. The last question is complicated for the sake of being complicated, and has no practical significance at all.

Zhang Laoyouyou said: "Your time assessment time is only a quarter of an hour, and you will be eliminated at the end according to the number of questions you complete."

Several players looked even more embarrassed.

Even for a seventh-level soul engineer, it is not easy to complete these nine complex skill questions within a quarter of an hour.

"Skills assessment begins."

With an order, all contestants began intense assessment at the same time, racing against time.

Mr. Zhang returned to the referee's seat and focused on Huo Qiuer again. Her performance still surprised all the referees.

Huo Qiuer frowned slightly and carefully completed the assessment questions in his hand.

But her speed is very slow, not as good as the contestants from the Xishui League and the Aodu Chamber of Commerce. The fastest contestant has already completed three questions, and Huo Qiuer has just completed the first question.

"What exactly do the Ordinary Alliance want to do?"

Mr. Zhang can conclude at this moment that Huo Qiuer's soul mentor level is probably only level four. She will not be able to pass the skill test at all and will most likely be eliminated in this round.

Mr. Chen on the side quickly reminded: "Old Zhang, look over there quickly."

Mr. Zhang turned his attention to another female player in red from the Ordinary League, and the latter's performance made him even more astonished.

She didn't even finish the first question, she didn't even move, she just sat there and let time slowly pass by.

"Is the Ordinary League crazy? This is the finals!" Mr. Chen exclaimed.

Mr. Zhang's eyes widened sharply, as if he heard a thunderclap in his head.

"I understand! I understand!" He blurted out uncontrollably, showing an expression of sudden realization.

Several referees nearby asked hurriedly: "Lao Zhang, what do you understand?"

Lao Zhang looked solemn and said: "This is the secret weapon of the Ordinary League. This is the master Shangguan Wei'er found from nowhere. He wants to send her to the finals."

"how do I say this?"

After guessing the intentions of the Ordinary League, Lao Zhang couldn't help but sneer: "When I just came into contact with the player from the Ordinary League, I saw that her cultivation level is quite good, and she is more like a soul master than a soul master."

Mr. Wang was stunned and said: "I remembered, she is the Snow Demon Sect member who was in the semi-finals of the Soul Master Competition yesterday."

Mr. Zhang nodded: "Then this must be the foreign aid invited by Shangguan Wei'er. Think about it, what is the difference between this underground soul mentor competition and the regular soul mentor competition we hold on weekdays?"

After his inspiration, Mr. Chen also reacted: "The outcome is determined by a confrontation. There is no limit to the means, and it does not matter life or death."

Mr. Zhang shook his head helplessly: "This is a common problem of these underground forces. They do not test the production of soul guidance devices, but only pursue killing."

"Anyway, there are no restrictions on the use of martial souls in the competition. Just find some powerful soul masters. As long as they are sent to the finals, they will not be the opponents of the other two major forces."

"On the contrary, Shangguan Weier took advantage of the rules and took advantage of the loopholes."

He sincerely admired in his heart that Shangguan Weier was really tall.

Although this goes against the original intention of holding the soul mentor competition, it does not violate the rules. As long as Huo Qiuer is not eliminated, she can successfully enter the next stage.

"Mr. Zhang, then..." a referee spoke.

"Don't worry about it, just do it how you want. It's up to the ordinary alliance to win."

Zhang Laoxin waved his hands and sneered in his heart.

He is a traditional research-based soul engineer and has always disliked these underground soul guide competitions who only care about fighting and killing. Since the rules allow it, he will not say anything more.

What's more, the original intention of these underground soul guidance competitions has nothing to do with promoting the development of soul guidance devices. Isn't it just a bloody game organized by these underground forces for gambling or other benefits?

Mr. Zhang didn't say anything more, but he was becoming more and more interested in the upcoming competition.

"time up."

The timer soul guide sounded, and Mr. Zhang loudly announced the end of the skill assessment.

Nine people participated in the assessment, three people completed it, and six people did not complete it. After the evaluation by seven judges, the person with the lowest degree of completion among the non-completers was eliminated, and he was the third player of the Ordinary League.

There are eight people left who will participate in the next competition. The player with the highest skill score will compete with the player with the lowest skill score, the second player with the highest skill score will compete with the second last player, and so on.

Surprisingly, Huo Qiuer's skill score was not at the bottom. There were actually players from the Aodu Chamber of Commerce who were lower than him.

He spent too much energy in the previous production process and had no energy to concentrate at all. As a sixth-level soul mentor, his assessment completion rate was worse than that of Huo Qiuer, a fourth-level soul mentor.

Huo Qiuer's opponent was one of the temporarily replaced soul mentors from the Xishui Alliance, while Ye Guyi's opponent was from the Aodu Chamber of Commerce.

Without a long rest, the third stage of the competition came next.

"The first game, the first place versus the eighth place."

The first place is Huang Zheng from the Xishui Alliance. The soul guide he made is a ferocious-looking giant metal claw.

His method was extremely bloody. Three extremely sharp light blades popped out from the giant metal claws, directly cutting off the soul guide of the player from the Aodu Chamber of Commerce along with half of his body.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! As the chief referee, Mr. Zhang did not stop, he just frowned and ruthlessly announced the result of the game.

This is the characteristic of the underground soul guide competition, no matter what the means, life or death, unless one party voluntarily admits defeat or dies, the referee will never terminate the game.

The second contestant from eight to four is Huo Qiuer and the second player from the Xishui Alliance. He is a bald man with half of his face tattooed with ferocious black patterns. He is about twenty-five years old and has a fierce look on his face.

The bald man walked onto the stage, glanced disdainfully at the soul guide gun in Huo Qiuer's hand, and let out a sinister laugh.

"Gee, the teacher also reminded me to be extremely careful with you, but I didn't expect you to be nothing more than that."

"I don't look down upon soul guidance devices of that level at all."

As he spoke, he put a wind tunnel-shaped soul guide on his shoulder, and six optimally matched soul rings flashed behind him.

His talent in soul guidance tools is slightly less, and he is only a fifth-level soul master, but he is a real evil soul master and soul emperor.

"Oh, okay."

Huo Qiuer sighed and threw away the soul guide gun in his hand. The same six optimally matched soul rings appeared behind his back, and his arms were covered by golden dragon scales.

"Then I won't need it."

This move was so shocking that it caused uproar in the audience.

If you throw away your soul guide in a soul guide competition and instead use martial arts to fight, is this still a soul guide competition?

But after thinking about it, it seems that there is really nothing wrong with it. After all, the rules of the underground soul guide competition are that there are no rules, life or death does not matter.

When the bald evil soul master saw Huo Qiuer's appearance after being possessed by the martial spirit, he opened his mouth wide and remained stunned for two seconds. There was a hint of panic in his eyes, and cold sweat flowed down his bald head unconsciously.

"It's you!"

He had already recognized Huo Qiuer as the Long Wu soul soul master who killed two evil soul masters in the semi-finals of the soul master competition.

Unexpectedly, she not only appeared in the finals of the soul mentor competition, but also became his opponent.

Even the Evil Soul Sacred Bone Sheath was defeated by her, how could she possibly win?

Wait, maybe, now I have a soul guide in my hand, but the opponent has bare hands.

The bald evil soul master unconsciously squinted his eyes, with a hint of greed in his eyes.

"The second game, the second place versus the seventh place..."

"Wait a minute!" the bald evil soul master immediately interrupted.

Just when everyone thought he was going to say something, the bald evil soul master simply said: "I surrender."

After saying that, he slipped away.

The audience was all stunned. They didn't expect this fierce-looking bald man to be so cowardly and to admit defeat without even fighting.

Some people joked that he was frightened by the bloody scenes in the previous game, and some gamblers who had bet on the Xishui League directly cursed him.

In the third game, Ye Guyi easily defeated his opponents from the Aodu Chamber of Commerce and advanced to the semi-finals.

In the fourth game, Xishui League eliminated the third player from the Aodu Chamber of Commerce.

At this point, the Aodu Chamber of Commerce has been completely eliminated. In the final four, only two players each from the Xishui League and the Pingfan League are left.

The result of the subsequent semi-final draw was also smooth. Huo Qiu'er and Ye Guyi did not draw each other. Ye Guyi's opponent was Huang Zheng, and Huo Qiuer's opponent was another third elder disciple who temporarily replaced him.

What is somewhat surprising is that Huo Qiuer's opponent actually chose to admit defeat again.

Next is the competition between Ye Guyi and Huang Zheng.

The audience has become excited and are paying special attention to the next game.

If Ye Guyi wins, then the champion of this underground soul mentor competition will already be in the hands of the Ordinary Alliance.

This game determines the control of smuggling rare metals, and almost all the nobles present have an interest in it, so naturally they are particularly concerned about it.

Standing behind the Xishui Alliance is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and standing behind the Ordinary Alliance are nobles represented by several princes. Whichever side wins will be enough to change the pattern of Mingdu.

Both sides stepped onto the playing stage.

Ye Guyi looked at Huang Zheng not far ahead, his handsome face now looking cold.

This was her original purpose in participating in the Soul Master Competition, to personally eliminate these evil soul masters on the field, practice the justice in her heart, and be worthy of the name of the Holy Angel.

However, the Ordinary League only regards itself as a tool to deal with the Xishui League.

But now, Ye Guyi has found a place where she can practice her justice. Before leaving, she must follow her original intention and kill the evil in front of her with her sword.

"Game start!"

Huang Zheng opened his giant soul-guiding claws, and instantly lit up three sharp purple-black blades, heading straight for Ye Guyi to slash at him.

He had no intention of pitying her, and the soul ring behind him flickered, and he launched the most bloody killing move.

Ye Guyi took a deep breath, raised the sword with both hands, and the rich holy aura surrounded his body.

A pair of white wings slowly opened behind her, and the strong golden-white light swept away all darkness and evil in front of her like a tsunami.

Xishui League rest area.

Nangong Wan frowned and said: "Deputy leader, the championship is related to major interests. Do you really want to give it to the Ordinary Alliance?"

Fengling said coldly: "There is no rush. Let the Ordinary Alliance be proud for a few days. After the Holy Cult welcomes the return of the Golden Dragon Saint, it will not be too late to settle the accounts slowly."

"Do you really think those princes can protect them? Xu Tianran has long wanted to take action against those princes, but it's just a little troublesome."

This is the plan of the Xishui Alliance. Because of Huo Qiuer's presence, they will temporarily give up the championship of the soul mentor competition, and then use violent means to regain the interests that should belong to the Xishui Alliance.

But at the next moment, headed by Fengling, all the elders of the Holy Spirit Sect and the Fire Phoenix Saint, they all stood up and stared at the stage with wide eyes. The atmosphere around them was completely cold.

What did they see?

Huang Zheng was engulfed by the golden-white light of Ye Gu Yi, leaving not even ashes behind.

This is not the attribute of light, this is the nemesis of the evil soul master, the divine attribute. This is the enemy of the Holy Spirit Religion, and she must not be allowed to grow.

In the eyes of Fengling and others, Ye Guyi was no different from a corpse.

Feng Ling shouted: "After the game is over, we have to welcome the return of the Golden Dragon Saint. We must not let her have a chance to escape. We must deal with her now."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The third elder looked ferocious: "I'm going to kill her!"

Feng Ling raised her right hand: "Others, stay still for the time being. All listen to my instructions. It is important to welcome the return of the Golden Dragon Saint. Zhang Peng, you are not from the Xishui Alliance. Go and deal with her."

"The sooner the better!"

"yes."

Scorpion Tiger Douluo accepted the order and immediately disappeared into the rest area.

The game ended in such an unexpected way. The Ordinary League defeated the Xishui League, the largest underground force in Mingdu, with an absolute advantage.

There is no need to continue the finals, and all the rewards have been sent to the Ordinary League.

Two tons of rare metals, the ninth-level soul guide Sun and Moon Needle, and the most important level nine custom-made soul guide cannonball.

Mr. Zhang handed the Sun and Moon Divine Needle to Shangguan Wei'er, briefly explained how to use it, and looked at her with a sneer.

"Shangguan Weier, you are still so cunning."

Shangguan Weier smiled slightly: "The slave family is just doing things for the prince."

Elder Zhang looked at Huo Qiu'er. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Shangguan Wei'er winking at him. Only then did Elder Zhang become aware of the Noumenon Sect, Shrek and others.

Although Zhang Lao was a ninth-level soul master, he also felt an unexplained palpitation.

His pupils narrowed, as if he had realized something, and he said quickly: "I asked the leader of the Shangguan Alliance to send a message to the prince on my behalf, and I will definitely visit him in person someday."

After saying that, Mr. Zhang left.

Shangguan Weier took the championship reward and looked at Du Bushu and Xuan Lao respectfully.

"Thank you to the two seniors for helping our Ordinary League win the championship. This is a little thought from the slave family. I hope the seniors will accept it."

Du Buushi laughed: "Then I'm sorry."

He reached out and reached for the Sun-Moon Divine Needle and the ninth-level fixed soul-guided cannonball.

Mr. Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Old Poison, are you a little too self-conscious?"

Du Buushi said: "This is the reward Qiu'er won. I'll play with it a few times, why not?"

"But this championship is also due to my contribution, Shrek." Mr. Xuan said matter-of-factly.

Du Bushu couldn't tolerate him, and scolded him directly: "Fuck you, Xuanzi, you Shrek didn't do any good, so accepting a ready-made disciple counts as your credit?"

Mr. Xuan frowned and said, "I remember that your Noumenon Sect never liked soul guides."

"That was in the past. I liked it as much as I liked. Can you care about it?"

Yan Shaozhe stepped forward to stop him at the right time and said: "Mr.

Before he could finish speaking, a strong murderous intent suddenly appeared in the sky above the Ordinary League rest area.

It was still dark, but there was a strange dark cloud in the sky at some point, which weighed on everyone's hearts and made people breathless.

A cloud of cannonballs poured down in an instant, targeting Ye Guyi.

Yan Shaozhe, who was beside Ye Guyi, had a sharp look in his eyes, and with a loud cry of phoenix, he rose into the sky, and the rich light dispersed the incoming dark clouds.

The clouds dispersed, revealing Scorpion Tiger Douluo with a shocked expression.

Zhang Peng glared at the person who stopped him in disbelief, and exclaimed: "Yan Shaozhe, why is it you? How come you are in the Ordinary League?"

Since arriving in the western suburbs, Shrek and the Noumenon Sect masters have tried their best to hide their auras and put on some disguises. The Xishui League guessed that they would be near the audience, but they did not expect that they would be in the Ordinary League.

"Zhang Peng? You are not dead yet, and you still dare to appear in front of me!"

Yan Shaozhe hung in the air, squinting at Zhang Peng.

In the Xishui Alliance, Nangong Wan said with a horrified expression: "The deputy leader is Ming Fengyan Shaozhe, what should we do next?"

Fengling didn't answer his question, she also turned into a gray-blue light and rose into the sky, not caring about her previous calmness and staying still, pointing directly at Yan Shaozhe in the air.

There was also a phoenix cry beside her, but it was not as clear and sweet as Yan Shaozhe's, but full of mournful wails.

The shrill and hoarse phoenix cry seemed to express all her pain, blood and tears for decades.

"Yan Shaozhe, I want your life!"

End of this chapter