Huo Yuhao focused his attention on a young soul mentor in the center of the arena.
He is tall and majestic, his skin is a healthy and dark wheat color, and his expression is unsmiling. Under a head of short dark brown hair, a pair of sharp eyes carefully monitored the movements of his hands.
The young soul master's hands are very thick and his body is very rough, but the delicate techniques he displays at this moment are completely different from his external image.
His movements are incredibly smooth and detailed. Although the carving knife seemed a bit small and exquisite in his big hands, the carving speed was smooth and fast, and there were no subtle mistakes that many soul teachers might make due to excessive speed.
One after another, the core formations gradually took shape under his carving knife.
The requirement for the first round of the main competition is to make a proposition soul guide, which requires making a milk bottle that is at least level three.
If you can complete Level 4 or above, you will be exempted from the test in the next round and will directly enter the third round of the main competition.
The young man's skillful skills naturally attracted the attention of gamblers outside the venue and everyone in the VIP room, and a large amount of gambling money was poured into the handicap.
"This is...a fifth-level milk bottle he made?" As a ninth-level soul mentor, Netherworld Thunder Douluo immediately saw the quality of the bottle in the young soul mentor's hand, and did not hide his shock at all.
"Level 5 milk bottle?" Everyone in the Xishui Alliance was stunned at the same time.
A milk bottle can be said to be the most complex type of soul guidance device with the highest production requirements. A level 5 milk bottle is not that easy for even a level 6 soul mentor to make.
Netherworld Thunder Douluo continued: "Looking at his techniques and skills, he may have reached the sixth level... no, even the seventh level soul master."
He gave it a very high rating. A seventh-level soul engineer under the age of thirty was enough to impress him and make him fall in love with talent.
Even his two most proud disciples were only sixth-level soul masters, and judging from his appearance, this mysterious young soul master was probably in his early twenties, far less than thirty.
I am afraid that this young man will be more likely than the Holy Son to become the youngest ninth-level soul master in the entire continent.
Fengling's eyes hidden behind the veil were a little burning.
The holding of this underground soul master competition has attracted many soul master talents. Although the three candidates sent by the Xishui Alliance to participate in the finals have been decided, they are not set in stone.
If a more powerful soul master comes to surrender, the quota can also be discussed.
Many soul mentors came to participate for the bonuses, rare metals and gambling funds from the previous rounds of competitions, and they did not want to get involved with the underground force of the Xishui Alliance. Therefore they hide their identity and strength.
But now this young man is acting extremely high-profile.
Obviously a level 4 milk bottle is enough to exempt the next round, and the soul guide made in the competition will be taken away, so why does he have to go through the thankless work of making a level 5 milk bottle that is more time-consuming and laborious?
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Could it be just to show off your skills? Or did you spend a lot of money on yourself? But in this round of competition, it is forbidden to suppress a specific contestant.
Being high-profile means unnecessary trouble, especially among such underground forces, but Fengling has a different guess.
This young man may have come to show off his skills to the Xishui League on purpose, thus attracting the attention and recruitment of the Xishui League.
Although the Xishui Alliance is under the Holy Spirit Cult, not all its members are evil soul masters, and they have been recruiting high-level soul masters.
Both are powerful soul master organizations, but the Holy Spirit Cult and Shrek are completely different. Perhaps it was because they were dormant in the Sun and Moon Empire. They paid more attention to the development of soul guides than any other force in the three continents.
Not only are there ninth-level soul masters and elders in the church, they also send holy servants to the Sun and Moon College for further studies, cooperate with Mingde Hall, and even recruit them at high prices.
The final result is that the Xishui Alliance has its own team of soul guides, and the senior leaders of the Holy Spirit Sect are equipped with high-level soul guides.
It is often said that the Three Kingdoms of the Mainland do not yet have a ninth-level soul master, but who would have thought that the first ninth-level soul master born in the Three Kingdoms of the Mainland was actually the third elder of the Holy Spirit Sect, Netherworld Thunder Douluo.
It is no exaggeration to say that the Holy Spirit Sect is superior to Shrek Academy in terms of soul master and soul master strength.
Fengling would never turn away powerful soul mentors who wanted to join the Xishui Alliance. Of course, this was just her conjecture. As for what the young soul master was thinking, she still didn't know.
Huo Yuhao silently stared at the young man. Under his slightly unfamiliar face, there was an unusually familiar aura.
"Eh? Isn't that the big black guy? Why is he dressed like this?"
Tianmeng immediately recognized the young man's true identity. He was none other than He Caitou, who had been disguised.
Huo Yuhao responded dully in his mind.
He Caitou's participation in the underground soul mentor competition was a bit surprising to him, but it was not very puzzling. The three major underground forces in Mingdu have prepared attractive rewards for this competition. It is impossible for a capable soul master not to be tempted, but I didn't expect to meet him here by such a coincidence.
Now that He Caitou has officially broken through to the seventh level soul mentor, Huo Yuhao dares to conclude that he is definitely either the first or the second in this competition area, and is stronger than the two disciples of Underworld Thunder Douluo.
But the competition among the underground forces will not always be a simple soul guidance device production. The subsequent competition against the soul guidance device will be the highlight.
While thinking about it, He Caitou had finished making the level five milk bottle. He put the bottle on the table with a cold expression and motioned for the referee to come over for inspection.
"Level 5 milk bottles, please accept them."
He Caitou did not lower his voice. As soon as he finished speaking, several soul masters who were still making the words beside him heard the words "level five milk bottle" and subconsciously opened their mouths and glanced at him, unaware of what they were holding. The movements were distorted.
The referee behind him was completely stunned at this moment: "This... I need to ask the referee to check it in person."
He put away the Level 5 milk bottle and walked quickly to the backcourt.
He Caitou remained expressionless, as if completing a level 5 milk bottle was just a piece of cake.
Fengling in the VIP room said to the side: "Let him be exempted from the next round of exams. In addition, leave him the level 5 milk bottle to test his attitude."
"Yes." Underworld Thunder Douluo called a subordinate and gave several instructions.
After a while, the referee returned to He Caitou's table with the milk bottle.
"Honored guest, the milk bottle you made is perfect and has passed this competition." In addition to the gold soul coins and rare metal rewards, he also handed over the milk bottle respectfully, "This is given to you by our Xishui Alliance. It’s a gift, and I hope you will achieve great results in future competitions.”
He was only a third-level soul engineer, and the look he was looking at He Caitou was full of humility. Even the chief referee for the first game of the main game is not level seven yet.
He Caitou took the bottle and reward, nodded slightly, and left the field without saying anything.
Seeing that He Caitou was about to leave, Huo Yuhao did not stay soon. Dandan said to everyone in the Holy Spirit Sect: "Vice-leader, second elder, third elder, I will go back to Mingyue Hotel first."
"Holy Son, how about I take you back?" Underworld Thunder Douluo stood up and said, "It's getting late now, your safety is very important."
"No need. This is at the foot of the Imperial City. There are military patrols on the road. The security in Mingdu has not deteriorated to this extent." Huo Yuhao found an excuse and left the golden hall.
He now realizes that his hunting behavior was immediately known to the Holy Spirit Cult. The Supreme Leader is worthy of being a Ultimate Douluo, what a great method.
But he still didn't understand how the Holy Spirit Cult directly suspected the Beidi Family.
"Give me a saint. I think you are really overthinking it."
Discussing how to deal with him in front of the rightful owner would be a disaster if this succeeds.
Huo Yuhao grunted and disappeared on the street. He didn't like to see the Fire Phoenix Saint Ma Xiaotao.
But he ignored that the Holy Spirit Church can have more than one saint.
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After He Caitou came out of Qingse Hotel, he did not go back to Mingyue Hotel directly, but went all the way to a remote alley.
After taking off all the human skin masks, wigs, clothes... He Caitou took a deep breath and prepared to leave.
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in the dark alley.
"Brother Caitou?"
"who?"
He Caitou's aura suddenly changed, and his nerves that were about to relax suddenly became tense. His eyes were stern and fierce, completely different from his usual honest and honest appearance.
He concealed himself in this way so as not to be discovered by outsiders.
A soul cannon had appeared in the cuff of He Caitou's right hand. If someone with ulterior motives discovered his identity, he would never let him leave alive.
"Don't be nervous, Brother Caitou, it's me, Huo Yuhao."
He turned his head and saw Huo Yuhao's familiar face appearing in front of him. The other person raised his hands slightly to signal him to relax.
The murderous intent in He Caitou's eyes dissipated instantly, and he returned to his usual honest look. The soul cannon in his sleeves also disappeared.
He touched his bald head and said with a cheerful smile: "Yuhao, why are you here? It really scared me."
"Brother Caitou, it's really you."
Huo Yuhao said with some surprise: "I just saw you at the Youth Soul Tutor Elite Competition. If it weren't for the mental detection, I almost didn't recognize you. If you can make a fifth-level milk bottle, you have already broken through the seventh-level soul tutor, right?" ?”
After a while of greetings, the atmosphere that had been solemn just now suddenly became lively.
The two looked at each other and smiled, chatting and walking towards the Mingyue Hotel.
"Yeah." He Caitou nodded and asked, "Yuhao, why are you there?"
Huo Yuhao smiled and said, "Brother Caitou, have you forgotten that I am also a soul mentor? How could I miss such a competition?"
He Caitou asked in confusion: "Then why didn't I see you on the field just now?"
"I didn't play in the game, but I placed bets on the sidelines." Huo Yuhao said with a smile, "After I just recognized you, I directly bet on you and made hundreds of thousands of gold soul coins. Brother Caitou, you Have you made a fortune too?"
He Caitou smiled from ear to ear: "Of course, this soul mentor competition not only has rare metal rewards, but I also made a lot of money by betting outside the venue."
"Brother Caitou, I believe in you. No one on the field is your opponent. You will definitely win the championship."
"Yuhao, thank you very much. I will never let you down. You must continue to bet on me when the time comes. We will make a good profit then, haha."
While they were chatting, Huo Yuhao and the two had returned to Mingyue Hotel.
"Brother Caitou, tomorrow is the round robin draw. I hope we won't be divided into one group."
"Haha, if we are assigned to a group, I won't be lenient." He Caitou had already walked to the floor where Tang Men was located and invited Huo Yuhao, "Yuhao, do you want to come in and sit down?"
After three knockout rounds and leaving most of the teams behind, the Tang Sect was able to live in a more spacious room.
Huo Yuhao shook his head and declined: "No, Brother Caitou, you should rest early."
"Okay, see you tomorrow then."
He Caitou waved goodbye to Huo Yuhao one last time.
Huo Yuhao waved his hand in the same way. When He Caitou disappeared from sight, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared and was replaced by a cold expression.
"Such a strong murderous aura." Ice Emperor tsked, "Your senior brother just seemed to have completely changed. If you weren't the one who showed up, who knows what he would have done."
Tianmeng nodded hurriedly: "Yes, I have seen him so many times, but Dahei is so fierce now..."
Huo Yuhao had a gloomy face and stared at the room where Tang Men was for a long time before saying, "He lied."
"Lying? How did you tell?" Ice Emperor asked.
Huo Yuhao said calmly: "From the beginning of the main game, you can't directly place bets on individuals. You can only place bets on odds and evens, which are purely luck-based options. This is to allow upstarts who don't understand soul tools to participate.
"But he didn't know, and he followed my words and made a lot of money for himself by betting."
"And every time he told a lie, there was a special mood swing."
The Ice Emperor asked in confusion: "What does this mean?"
"It means that he has a different purpose in participating in the Soul Engineer Competition."
"What purpose could it serve?"
"I don't know, but I definitely didn't go there for money." Huo Yuhao said.
Ice Emperor said somewhat boredly: "You're not trying to be mysterious, are you?"
"I am only very sensitive to this kind of thing." Huo Yuhao said coldly, "When a person wants to emphasize that he is doing something for money, it may be to cover up other more ulterior motives."
He analyzed secretly in his mind.
What is the purpose of participating in the soul mentor competition?
Everyone comes here for money, rare metals, and soul tool rewards... Is there any ulterior secret that needs to be told?
Huo Yuhao couldn't figure out the reason why he and Caitou hid it for a while.
There seems to be an obvious answer.
Seeing him thinking deeply, Emperor Xue reminded him casually: "What is the reward for the champion of this soul mentor competition?"
Just as Huo Yuhao was about to answer, he was suddenly shaken.
His eyes widened slightly, but he quickly put away the surprise on his face.
"Tsk, then the answer is ready to come out." Huo Yuhao frowned and said in a solemn tone, "He went here for the ninth-level custom-installed soul-guided cannonball that is the championship reward."
After guessing He Caitou's purpose, Huo Yuhao leaned against the wall of the corridor with a solemn expression.
If He Caitou was really after that ninth-level custom-installed soul-guided cannonball, he probably didn't want to take it back to Shrek.
But I want to use it myself.
