Douluo's ice devil Yuhao

Chapter 353 Soul Guidance Tournament Final

On the eve of the top eight 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 determined to participate in the final finals.

Sentimental 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 Minglei Douluo's two disciples sat together, while the other three sat apart.No one opened their mouths, and the three casual people, including He Caitou, all opened their eyes and cast wary glances at Huo Yuhao and the others.

Only the three of them are together, so we must be more careful.

96 Huang Zheng said in a low voice: "My lord, the No. 88 soul engineer is the strongest, and the teacher is very interested in him. In the lottery session later, the three of us will not be able to draw an opponent. The teacher ordered that silent Ke went to test his strength for the last time."

"If he can defeat Merck, no matter how much he pays, even if he is a member of Mingdetang, the teacher will recruit him."

Merke also said: "Hmph, although he may be a seventh-level soul engineer, but I have the blessing of the dark blue dragon, and in this round of competition, I can use martial arts and soul skills, so I may not lose to him. "

The dark green dragon is the name of the carving knife in his hand.

Huo Yuhao responded lightly: "Understood."

He Caitou's outstanding performance in the previous games was enough to drive Minglei Douluo crazy.A seven-level soul engineer who may only be in his early 20s, with a little training, will definitely become the youngest soul engineer in the mainland who has passed the ninth level.

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

The six stood up at the same time and headed towards the golden hall.

In the magnificent and splendid golden hall, there are much more people sitting today than in the previous rounds, and there is a lot of voices.

The competition between the other two major underground power competition areas has ended, and these nobles have all flowed into the only remaining Xishui League competition area, which also brought a rich gambling pool.

In the central VIP room above the golden hall, the deputy leader Feng Ling, the second elder Nangong Wan, the third elder Minglei Douluo and others are listening to a white-robed man's report.

"Deputy leader, as far as I saw with my own eyes, the Golden Dragon Saintess 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 soul is a dragon-like martial soul?"

"I'm sure, because when she releases her martial soul, she emits a special dragon's might. This kind of dragon's might is very similar to the dark sacred dragon enshrined, even..." The white-robed man paused.

Feng Ling raised her eyebrows: "Even what?"

"It might even be stronger than the Great Priest." The white-robed man couldn't hide the joy in his eyes.

Only then did Feng Ling let out a sinister smile from under the veil, and asked again: "Then do you know what kind of holy power the Golden Dragon Saintess possesses?"

"Returning to the deputy leader is the holy power that devours life." The white robe said humanely, "I feel very clearly that she can devour other people's life force to improve her own cultivation."

"But unfortunately, I was discovered by the Ordinary League during the observation process. In order not to startle the snake, I did not bring back the Golden Dragon Saintess, and left quickly. Fortunately, Shangguan Wei'er should not have the ability to discover the Saintess."

Nangong Wan nodded: "You are right. Although Pingfanmeng is nothing to be afraid of, Shangguan Wei'er is still capable. There is no need to provoke her for the time being. After the final of the soul engineer competition is over, there will be plenty of time to deal with her."

The white-robed man said again: "I have informed the Hierarch about this matter, and the Hierarch ordered us to bring back the Golden Dragon Saintess."

Feng Ling nodded and said: "I understand, I will definitely settle this matter."

She turned to the third elder again: "Third brother, what do you think of number 88?"

The third elder said: "I have already arranged it, let Merck compete with him later."

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

In the center of the golden hall, the handsome host was wearing a shiny golden dress, and said loudly: "Vipiente guests, hello everyone, the competition is about to start. Please enter the arena."

As soon as the words fell, 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 attacking soul tools, and he is rated as a fifth-level soul engineer."

"The second place is soul engineer No. 85. He is good at making long-range soul guides with long battery life. I don't know where his limit is. He is also rated as a fifth-level soul guide."

The host introduced the situation of the six contestants one by one. This information is very important to the gamblers in the audience.

The two contestants smiled to the audience, and they were naturally a little arrogant to be able to make it to the top six.

When it was the turn of No.3 contestant, that is, He Caitou, the host's voice suddenly became high-pitched: "The third contestant is our No. 88 soul engineer. He is good at making all kinds of powerful soul guide cannons." , In the previous matches, without exception, he defeated his opponent with just one blow."

"We assess it as..."

Speaking of this, the host deliberately paused, pursed his lips, looked around and waited for the reaction of the audience.

It wasn't until some audience started to complain impatiently that he continued to finish the sentence: "Seventh-level soul engineer!"

A stone stirred up thousands of waves, and the golden hall, which accommodated thousands of people, fell into a brief silence at first, and then erupted suddenly.

Seventh-level soul engineer!And a seventh-level soul engineer under the age of 30!

No, judging by his face, he should be around 20 years old.

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

Most of the people present here are nobles, who are well-informed and have started to exchange and discuss with each other.

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

Someone next to him immediately refuted him: "How is it possible, I have seen Xiao Hongchen, he is not so big and tall."

Looking at the noisy crowd under the stage, the host was extremely satisfied, and the emotions of the audience were mobilized in this way.

He Caitou looked indifferently at the audience off the court, and there was no emotion on his face after changing his appearance.

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

Emperors come and go, but nobles remain nobles.

Perhaps in a sense, the hereditary nobility is much more comfortable than the high-risk occupation of the emperor.

The two contestants before had been completely stunned, looking at He Caitou with an unbelievable gaze.

The two swallowed at the same time, and they could only hope that they would not draw He Caitou as their opponent later.

The host continued to introduce: "The fourth place is the No. 96 soul engineer. He not only has extremely powerful strength, but also has a carving knife that is suspected to be listed on the list. We evaluate him as a sixth-level soul engineer, but we believe that His strength is far more than that simple."

"The fifth place is the No. 98 soul engineer. He may also have a listed carving knife, and he is rated as a sixth-level soul engineer."

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

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

"The last one is soul engineer No. 99. He has no fixed production style, and he makes completely different types of soul tools in every game. He can be called an all-rounder. He is evaluated as a sixth-level soul engineer."

As for Huo Yuhao's introduction, there was nothing to attract attention. All the audience's attention was focused on He Caitou and the two owners of the carving knives.

After the introduction, the first two players were ashen-faced. They were only level five and they couldn't be the opponents of the other four.

"Next is the lottery session. While waiting for the result of the lottery, all distinguished guests can also place bets."

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

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

"No. 37, against, No. 99, the first division."

"No. 85, against, No. 96, the second division."

"No. 88, against, No. 98, the third division."

Huo Yuhao was not looking forward to the result of the lottery. The seemingly random lottery had actually been pre-determined.

No. 37 and No. 85 showed a hint of helplessness on their faces, and went to their own competition areas.They have given up hope of winning.

"There is a quarter of an hour to raise notes for all the distinguished guests, please take your place."

Huo Yuhao took one last look at He Caitou before heading to his competition area.

He Caitou came to the third competition area with an indifferent face, stood in front of the experimental table, and scanned the shelves full of rare metals.

A gloomy laugh came from another table not far away: "Hey, I really want to try how far I am from a seventh-level soul engineer now."

He Caitou frowned, and cast a sharp look at him.

This murderous gaze even made Merck feel a little uncomfortable: "Hehe, don't be so nervous, maybe we will become brothers soon."

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

Merck didn't expect He Caitou to have guessed his identity, nodded and asked, "Exactly. I wonder if this brother intends to join my Xishui League?"

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

"The match begins." The chief 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 was not in a hurry to engrave them. Instead, he took a few cigars from his hands and held them in his mouth. After taking two puffs, he began to engrave them.

Merck also gradually concentrated his attention, and the dark blue dragon in his hand flew quickly, emitting a faint blue light, injecting a trace of unique soul power into the core circle.

The finals will last for several hours. The rules do not limit the number of soul guides, and any number of soul guides can be produced for use in the next competition.

The subsequent confrontation was even more brutal, except for the use of soul guides from the outside world, the use of martial arts, soul skills, and any other abilities was allowed.

Live or die.

In the central VIP room, the deputy leader Feng Ling asked: "Third brother, do you think your apprentice will be the opponent of number 88?"

The third elder shook his head: "Although Merce is talented and intelligent, he is arrogant and arrogant. He failed to forcefully break through to the seventh-level soul engineer many times before with insufficient cultivation. I might as well take this opportunity to let him understand the truth that there is a heaven beyond the sky. Yes. He won't be a bad thing in the future."

In the first competition area, Huo Yuhao quickly finished making the soul guide he needed. There was still plenty of time, but he didn't make any more, but observed his surroundings.

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

No, maybe even soul shock is not needed.

Huo Yuhao shrugged helplessly when he saw the number 37 whose face was covered with abandon not far away, and started mental detection to check the situation of He Caitou.

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

Rare metals were cut into "needle" shapes by carving knives, slender sticks with a diameter of less than one centimeter.Then, on the outer surface where there is not much space for the "needles", He Caitou is being engraved with a carving knife.

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

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

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

Huo Yuhao thought about it for a while, and then suddenly realized that he saw He Caitou's intention.

This should be He Caitou combined with Tangmen's unique knowledge, his own original hidden soul tool.Compared with the common soul-guided rays and soul-guided cannons, it exhibits less destructive power, but it is more secretive, and its actual lethality may not be inferior.

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

It is not easy to dodge the open gun, but it is even more difficult to guard against the hidden arrow.

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

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

"That human? Who?" Huo Yuhao frowned, counting his mental detection.

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

Tianmeng reminded: "Yuhao, look at the man in the golden dress in front of you on the right."

She clicked on Huo Yuhao's mind with her mental power.

Huo Yuhao had some impressions of this kind of clothing. Most of the people wearing that kind of patterned clothing were in the imperial palace, but they didn't have royal blood. Most of them were cronies of direct members of the royal family, so their status was not low.

"Who is he?"

Huo Yuhao was puzzled for a while, but immediately recognized the other party.

"Is it Xiao? The inner response of the Noumenon Sect!"

"Why is he here?"

Now Xiao has changed his appearance again, and for some unknown reason, he appeared in the golden hall of this young hotel.

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

"It's a coincidence, maybe it's also for gambling."

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

"It's time for the competition, all contestants please stop making. Please ask the three referees to check the soul tools they made."

(End of this chapter)