Douluo Jueshi: Obtain Sharingan at the beginning!

At this time, only the protective shield rose around the competition platform, but there was no soundproof shield, so all gamblers could clearly hear the roar.

The heavy artillery on the big man's shoulder finally showed its power.

Thunder heavy artillery!

The big man's favorite soul guide.

The terrifying lightning instantly cut through the sky and bombarded the opposite side. The blue-purple lightning caused the air to twist violently. No. 85, who had just dodged the weakened shell, had changed his face.

Level 6, this is at least a level 6 thunder heavy artillery! His soul guide shield can't block it at all.

After hesitating for a moment, he shouted loudly: "I give up."

It's not that he has no way to resist, he can use the invincible shield to block it, but that is also equivalent to giving up!

Almost every soul guide above level 5 will be equipped with an invincible shield, but the cost of that thing is so high that it will never be used unless it is a life-and-death moment.

Especially, using a soul guide that was not made during the competition is equivalent to admitting defeat.

"Boom--" The Thunder Cannon fired and then retracted, but even so, No. 85's body was instantly blown away, and the level 5 soul guide shield was instantly shattered.

His own soul power was almost completely shattered, and his whole body was charred black. When he landed, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

A Jin couldn't help but sigh: "This contestant No. 85 really wants money but not his life! I believe he must have an invincible shield on him, but he just doesn't want to use it.

Yes, if it were me, I probably wouldn't want to use it either, but unfortunately, I'm not a soul guide."

The outcome was already determined, and the big man was still kind. Otherwise, as long as he fully exerted the power of the Thunder Cannon, No. 85 would have lost a layer of skin if he didn't die.

"Thank you for your mercy, sir."

No. 85 got up from the ground and immediately bowed deeply to the big man. Although he lost the game, his opponent stopped immediately after hearing him admit defeat, which made him feel good about him.

The big man didn't say anything, just nodded to him, and went downstairs to receive the award.

Three duels. Two have ended.

The strength of No. 96 and the powerful power of No. 88's last level 6 soul guide have left a very deep impression on people.

The duels between soul guides have always been very fast, and the difference of one point in strength will easily show up in the game.

And then, the highlight is finally coming.

The team of players who are betting on each other is about to start.

The breathing of the gamblers has obviously become rapid. The previous two games have ended, and some are happy and some are sad.

And this third game. But the odds are the highest!

Especially the gamblers who bet on Han Yu, each of them is nervous at this time.

Although they also know that they have little hope, they have to stick to it even if there is only a glimmer of hope!

This is a big odds of 1 to 3. If they win, they will make a fortune.

The gamblers who bet on Soul Master No. 98 are not worried at all.

Six soul guides against one, unless the opponent has a decisive means to win, otherwise, the advantage and disadvantage are too obvious.

They have nothing to worry about.

With a slight smile, Han Yu showed a hint of coldness on his face, and stepped onto the stage under the push of the staff.

On the other side. No. 98 also came to the stage equipped with his six soul guides.

When their eyes met, a smile appeared on the corner of No. 98's mouth, "Boy, do you feel the pressure now? Go down.

Since you gave me such a great gift, I don't want to kill you. I'll spare your life."

Han Yu said with a sullen face, "The game hasn't started yet, how do you know you're going to win?

I tell you, my soul power is very strong. Humph!"

No. 98 laughed and said, "So.

Are you going to use your shield to support me until my soul power is exhausted?

Do you think it's realistic to do so?

I have at least a hundred ways to break your defense.

Boy, if you kneel down and admit defeat now, I can spare you once."

Han Yu's heart twitched. Although he deliberately showed weakness to the enemy, he was still a little unhappy when his opponent said that.

"Then let's meet in the game. I hope you don't cry after you lose. Dark Azure Dragon, right? That's mine."

Han Yu snorted coldly, looking completely timid.

"My Dark Azure Dragon is right here. I'm afraid you can only look at it. Hahaha!"

Number 98 trembled his right hand, and a dark blue light danced at his fingertips, like a living spirit snake.

It must be said that he really has a deep attainment in the production of soul guides.

"Referee!" Han Yu suddenly shouted.

The three referees looked at him in confusion.

Han Yu said: "Three referees, I have already given you my bet. Now that the production of the soul guide is over, should Number 98 also give you the bet against me?

This is fair, right?"

Number 98's face froze, but soon returned to normal, and generously held the Dark Azure Dragon carving knife in his palm,

"Just take it. Anyway, it will be back in my hands later."

When the referee took away his carving knife, Han Yu clearly saw that Number 98 showed a trace of reluctance in his eyes.

No matter what level of soul guide, the carving knife he often uses is as close as a child!

If you let go of it suddenly, you will definitely feel uncomfortable.

Two people entered the competition stage, one on each side. Each of them brought the soul guide they had made earlier.

Han Yu placed the shield flat on his legs and gently stroked the surface of the shield. The uneasy look on his face gradually disappeared, and finally revealed a confident smile.

He was absolutely sure that this shield was one of the most successful soul guides he had made in his life.

He named the shield the Strongest Shield.

"Are you ready?" The referee's question came from the referee's seat, which was higher than the ground.

"Ready." Han Yu and No. 98 said almost in unison.

"Okay. Raise the protective soul guide shield."

The pale yellow soul guide shield rose and turned into a hemisphere, covering the entire competition stage. In order to prevent the power of the soul guide from destroying the golden hall during the game.

Han Yu raised the shield in his hand, but No. 98 on the opposite side looked calm and unhurried, holding a peculiar soul guide cannon in his right hand.

"The game begins!"

Accompanied by the referee's loud shout, the last match of today's top six competition was announced.

Han Yu raised his hand and put the shield in front of him, but there was no soul ring on him.

On the opposite side, No. 98's feet were "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..." Two yellow, two purple, two black, six soul rings rose one after another, and the rich soul power fluctuations were released from him.

He didn't seem to be in a hurry to attack, but took a few steps forward, and the soul guide cannon in his hand was also carried on his shoulder.

Among the six soul guides he made, except for the invincible shield, this soul guide took the longest time to make.

The soul guide cannon was carried on the shoulder, as if it was embedded on it, giving people a feeling of integration.

This is the necessary quality of an excellent soul guide. The soul guide made by oneself must fit oneself.

The soul guide cannon of No. 98 is silver-white in color, with a faint green light flashing on it. The muzzle at the front is a flat rectangle, which looks a bit strange. The dark flat muzzle is faintly shining.

As the soul power increases, a soul guide device on the waist of No. 98 begins to emit light. It is also a concentrated soul guide device, but his concentrated soul guide device seems to be softer than the one of No. 85. At least the soul power fluctuation does not seem to be too strong on the surface.

But after this soul guide device is turned on, the muzzle of the soul guide cannon on No. 98's shoulder emits a green light, and there is a faint black airflow flowing at the muzzle.

Han Yu completely hides his body behind the shield.

On his shield, the edge of the shield lights up with blue light, and a circle of light appears faintly, making the protective volume of the entire shield larger, while the spherical metal in the center has not changed much, but the silver-white area in the center and the edge emits a relatively strong white halo.

From a visual point of view, it is still quite attractive.

However, the gamblers who bet on him are almost desperate now.

Can such a shield really consume the opponent's soul power?

At this time, they also saw Han Yu's soul rings, two yellow, two purple, and one black, five soul rings with the best ratio.

But there are only five!

How can you, a soul king, consume more than the soul emperor? The soul power of the soul emperor is at least two to three times that of the soul king.

In order not to expose his identity, Han Yu did not show his real soul ring color.

All of them were covered by camouflage.

"Swoosh--"

The soul guide cannon of No. 98 was fired, and a dark green light band instantly crossed the sky and swept towards Han Yu.

In the central VIP room, the third elder murmured, "I want to see how this kid uses that shield to resist Merck's corrosion decomposition cannon.

Under the amplification of the Dark Azure Dragon, the destructive power of this corrosion decomposition cannon can also be ranked among the top in the sixth-level soul guides. Although the explosive power is not strong, the continuous destructive power is the strongest. Whether it is rebound or suction ray attached to his shield, it can only have an effect on objects.

How to resist?"

On the competition stage, Han Yu has proved with his actions how he resisted.

With the shield in front of him, he has been chanting something in a low voice. Under the shield, his eyes have been covered with a layer of gray.

Seeing that the corrosion decomposition cannon is about to reach his shield.

Suddenly, a layer of gray airflow is released from Han Yu, condensing into a cloud of smoke, which actually blocked the way forward for the corrosion decomposition cannon.

A series of "hissing" sounds, fog rose on the competition stage.

Han Yu couldn't swing, but a dark skeleton appeared in front of him.

This skeleton seemed to be summoned out of thin air. The next moment after the gray fog blocked it, it forcibly blocked the light band of the corrosion decomposition cannon.

The skeleton quickly turned dark green, and then, the whole body emitted a "crackling" sound that made teeth ache. It looked like it might collapse at any time.

Han Yu's chanting continued, and gray airflows were constantly released from his body and merged into the black skeleton in front of him. The skeleton was shaky after being hit by the light band, but it was only shaky all the time, and there was no sign of collapse.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but be shocked.

This No. 66 didn't rely on the soul guide to resist the attack of No. 98. It was clearly the power of his martial soul, right?

His martial soul is a skeleton?

And it's a skeleton summoned outside the body?

But why didn't his soul ring light up when he was enhancing the skeleton's resistance?

Just when everyone was surprised, Han Yu himself was also a little surprised.

Because he felt that when he used the undead magic taught by Yi Lao, he felt incompatible with his Sharingan martial spirit.

His mental power was so strong now that he felt something was wrong and immediately followed the feeling of the spell to retract his spirit eye soul ring.

At this moment, suddenly, Han Yu felt as if something in the depths of his mind was broken.

Then, a trace of enlightenment accompanied by a large amount of information instantly filled his spiritual sea.

If it were someone else, with so many strange things suddenly appearing in his mind, he would probably be sluggish and be taken advantage of by the opponent.

But Han Yu had cultivated his mental power to a very high level after all. After a moment of shock, he immediately controlled this part of the information like memory through his mental power and temporarily sealed them in his spiritual sea.

At the same time, he continued to chant his spell.

The strange scene shocked the audience.

Under the gaze of all the audience, a circle of gray soul rings quietly rose from Han Yu's feet.

That's right, it was a circle of gray soul rings. A gray color full of dead silence.

When it appeared, the entire golden hall seemed to have lost its luster.

Behind Han Yu, a tall and upright figure loomed. Although only the outline and the appearance were unclear, the endless majestic aura instantly shocked the whole audience.

Almost everyone who was originally sitting in the central VIP room jumped up at the same time, and their faces were horrified, even the female deputy leader was no exception.

All of them quickly stood in front of the window, staring at Han Yu below without blinking.

When the gray soul ring appeared, Han Yu's feeling immediately became completely different.

The many spells that the Holy God of Death and the Undead Calamity Elex had taught him in the past all appeared clearly in his mind.

Each spell was like the construction of a model. The originally lengthy spells seemed to be shortened, and he only needed to guide the models in his mind to complete the casting.

He raised the shield with his right hand. Because of this short delay, the black skeleton in front of him had been shattered and turned into fragments under the effect of the corrosion decomposition cannon.

The corrosion decomposition cannon was about to fall on Han Yu's Judgment Control Shield almost instantly.

At this moment, Han Yu actually put away the shield and placed it flat on his legs again. Only then did No. 98 see the dead gray in his eyes. (End of this chapter)