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Fourth Uncle said in a deep voice: "We have important matters to attend to in the Tianhun Empire, so we cannot stay in Mingdu for long. I hope you will forgive us."
He laughed sinisterly, "Oh? Do you think I can come and go as I please?"
After saying this, the sinister laughter died down for a few breaths. Just as Fourth Uncle was about to continue asking questions, his eyes suddenly widened, his body staggered, and he fell straight back.
"Fourth Uncle!" The young soul masters of Tianyu Sect exclaimed at the same time and rushed forward to check. They saw that Fourth Uncle's face was horrified, his eyes were wide open, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.
The middle-aged man called Fourth Uncle was a Soul Saint-level warrior, but now he fell down without any ability to fight back before his opponent even revealed his strength, causing a group of young soul masters to feel a chill down their spines.
What level of existence is the owner of that voice?
In the woods, an old man was hanging on a big tree, leaning over to look at the frightened people from the Tianyu Sect, with a smile on his face.
Judging from the fluctuations of his soul power, he is actually a Titled Douluo-level warrior.
He is the eighth elder among the eight elders of the Holy Spirit Church - Sleepy Douluo, an extremely rare spiritual soul master who is good at illusion.
His martial soul is called Momo, a soul beast with weak actual combat power but extremely strong illusion ability. Whether it is a soul master or an ordinary person, once they enter the dream state under his illusion attack, then life and death will be controlled by him.
At this moment, the leader of the Tianyu Sect fell into his nightmare and allowed him to manipulate him. Even a Soul Saint-level warrior was no match for his nightmare attack.
"It's a pity that I can't just use the nightmare to kill you. I have to bring you back to the sect alive." Sleepy Douluo showed a regretful expression.
The resentment of those who died in nightmares is the best nourishment for him to improve his cultivation. The resentment of ordinary people is no longer helpful to his cultivation. He must have the resentment of high-level soul masters. Unfortunately, the order given to him by the leader now is to capture them alive.
Sleepy Douluo waved his hand casually to those around him: "Capture them alive, and remember to give them the medicine to dispel the soul power."
After he finished speaking, two evil soul masters Soul Saints and five evil soul masters Soul Emperors rushed out from behind him and pounced on the people from Tianyu Sect. This kind of dirty and tiring work was not something that Sleepy Douluo himself should do.
"I really hope the war will come soon." Sleepy Douluo said to himself.
His cultivation had been stuck at level 91 for many years. The further an evil spirit master cultivates, the more difficult it is to advance. He now desperately hopes that the war will come soon so that he will have enough resentment to advance to a higher level.
Accompanied by gusts of cold wind, the evil soul masters' thugs had already pounced in front of the Tianyu Sect's group.
The two young soul kings led by Tianyu Sect saw several evil soul masters who suddenly appeared and asked in surprise: "Who are you?"
An evil soul master soul saint had already come to the two soul kings and laughed, "We are not anyone, we just want to invite you to come back to Mingdu and be our guests."
"Don't be afraid, I'll be there soon."
"Hahaha……"
The two young Soul Kings were completely powerless to fight back in front of him and were picked up in his hands one by one.
One of them was about to release his soul skill to resist, but suddenly a huge force hit his abdomen. He retched and his mind went blank.
The rest of the young soul masters were also captured alive by several evil soul masters' thugs and had no power to resist.
So strong, who are they?
Why are you arresting us?
Countless question marks arose in his mind, and he felt that his consciousness was about to become blurred.
But the next second, the young Soul King felt that the hand holding him had lost its strength, and a pungent smell of blood suddenly brought his consciousness back to reality. His nostrils flared violently, and he felt that the source of the bloody smell was very close to him, so he looked up.
He saw that the head of the evil soul master who had just grabbed him had disappeared, and blood was gushing out.
The young soul king escaped from control and felt his stomach churning. He suppressed the urge to vomit and checked the condition of his companions. He saw that the evil soul masters had lost their heads, leaving only a headless corpse.
Among them, there was an evil soul master with a head, but his head was completely shattered and was held in the hands of an unknown tall and powerful man. Brain matter and blood were mixed with skull fragments, and the original appearance was completely unrecognizable.
"vomit--"
Even the young men who had hunted soul beasts with their own hands had never seen such an exciting scene. They did not care who the strange strong man was. They fell to the ground and vomited.
Above the woods, Sleepy Douluo was stunned, and his first reaction was to escape.
The strength of the strange strong man below has reached the Titled Douluo level, and he is not someone he can deal with.
Although he is a Titled Douluo and an evil soul master, as a spiritual attribute, Sleepy Douluo's own combat power is actually very weak and he is no match for most Titled Douluos.
Although his nightmare was powerful, it had little effect on the Titled Douluo. Right now, the mental strength of this Titled Douluo was still very good, and his illusions would definitely not be effective.
If he were inside the sect and saw a Titled Douluo with such strong mental power, Sleepy Douluo would do anything to make the leader leave his resentment to him, but at this moment he had no other thoughts and only wanted to escape.
But soon, he didn't even have the thought of escaping, because a terrifying pressure came behind him at some point and stopped there, staring at him quietly.
"So strong, this aura... is stronger than the leader, no, it's almost catching up with the supreme leader..."
Sleepy Douluo felt a long-lost feeling of fear in his heart and swallowed hard. He had a premonition that if he dared to escape now, the pressure would kill him without a burial place.
The Titled Douluo below threw away the corpse of the evil spirit master in his hand, leaped up to the front of Sleepy Douluo, and said, "Sect Master, everything has been dealt with."
Sleepy Douluo knew that the person called the Sect Master was the master of the coercion.
Du Bu Si snorted coldly and cursed, "What? Don't you dare look back at me?"
Sleepy Douluo then turned around tremblingly, recognized Du Bu Si, and saluted tremblingly, "So it's the famous Master, I wonder if I have offended you?"
Du Bu Si laughed loudly and pointed at the people from the Tianyu Sect below: "Didn't they say this to you just now?"
Sleepy Douluo didn't dare to run, so he had to bite the bullet and continue, "I really don't know how I have offended Your Majesty."
"Stop talking nonsense to me." Du Bu Si slapped him in the face, "My Benti Sect is now the sect that protects the country of the Tianhun Empire. You dare to attack my sect of the Tianhun Empire, and you still dare to ask why."
He didn't use much force in this palm strike, he just wanted to cripple Sleepy Douluo. However, when this palm strike was about to hit Sleepy Douluo's left cheek, it was blocked by a purple-pink light shield that suddenly rose up.
"Hmm?" Du Bu Si frowned, and actually recognized what it was. "Defensive soul guide?"
Sleepy Douluo had an extremely ugly expression. Although he blocked Du Bu Si's palm, this ninth-level triggered defensive soul guide device directly drained away 50% of his soul power.
As a spiritual soul master with extremely weak actual combat power, he was naturally equipped with many soul guides.
"Hmph." The Titled Douluo of the Body Sect snorted and raised his right arm. His martial spirit was in his right hand, and he was extremely confident that he could directly penetrate the defensive soul guide of the Sleeping Demon Douluo.
Sleepy Douluo noticed that Du Bu Si's eyes seemed to be focused on his body protection soul guide, and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, today's incident was a misunderstanding. I was just following orders. Please don't embarrass me for the sake of Dragon Emperor Douluo."
He quickly brought up Long Xiaoyao, as if Long Xiaoyao was the only one he knew who could control the poison and not kill him.
But Du Bu Si was not impressed by Long Xiaoyao. He narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a slightly greedy look: "Since it is a misunderstanding, how do you want to solve it?"
Sleepy Douluo hurriedly took off his ninth-level defensive soul guide and handed it over respectfully: "Junior is willing to use this ninth-level defensive soul guide produced by Mingde Hall as an apology."
Du Bu Si said: "I'm afraid one may not be enough."
Sleepy Douluo gritted his teeth and took out two more defensive soul guides and presented them.
"I hope Your Majesty will show mercy."
Seeing that he was so sensible, Du Bu Si nodded with satisfaction and accepted a few soul guides.
"In that case, you can go."
Sleepy Douluo was overjoyed, but before he could be happy, Du Bu Si had already punched out, smashing Sleepy Douluo into a meteor, falling into the forest.
"Stupid! Even if I kill you, you'll still belong to me." Du Bu Si was suspended in the air, observing the several soul guides he had just seized.
The Titled Douluo of the Body Sect flashed and soon returned to Du Bu Si's side: "Sect Master, it is confirmed that he is dead. It is just an illusion, a strange and lewd technique, and poses no threat at all."
"Yes. From now on, if you see anyone using illusions, I will beat you up." Du Bu Si nodded with satisfaction and threw an eighth-level defensive soul guide in his hand to him. "Well done, you killed me in the style of me in the past. This one is for you."
The Title Douluo took the soul guide and asked with a strange expression: "Master, I don't need it. Don't you always think that these external objects are useless?"
Du Bu Si laughed and said, "The things that are robbed are different."
Chapter 336: Escape from Mingdu
"The Jingming Academy player fainted and was declared the loser. The Dragon Tiger Gate won the sixth match of the third round of the preliminary stage knockout stage."
As the referee could not hide his shock in his tone and under the gaze of hundreds of thousands of spectators, Huo Yuhao won his third victory in the Soul Master Competition.
Winning all the knockout matches means that he has entered the top 32 and is eligible to participate in the subsequent round-robin matches.
He was still wearing sunglasses on the field, smiling confidently. Not far in front of him, the last opponent of Jingming College was lying on the ground with a peaceful expression.
His opponent, a college team that ranked in the middle of the pack in this tournament, ultimately failed to make it past the knockout rounds. Although there were Soul King players on the team, they were still no match for Huo Yuhao, and he once again accomplished a feat of defeating seven opponents alone.
"What is the origin of this Dragon Tiger Gate?"
The audience and other contestants outside the venue began to become curious about this unknown sect and started talking about it.
There is no other reason, it’s just that Huo Yuhao’s performance so far has been too shocking.
Dragon Tiger Gate went through three elimination matches in total, but only sent out one player, and achieved three consecutive wins over seven, which shocked everyone.
You know, in order to ensure victory and the safety of the participating players, as well as to hide their strength, few teams would take the risk of choosing a one-on-seven strategy.
Even the Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy only sent out Meng Hongchen to defeat seven players alone in the first match on the first day in order to show the momentum of the Sun Moon Team. In the two subsequent games, the qualifying players were also sent out to compete step by step.
Moreover, although both of them were fighting one against seven, Huo Yuhao's performance was even more mysterious than Meng Hongchen who used the cold poison.
Even now, after three games, the vast majority of the audience still don't know what Huo Yuhao's martial spirit and spirit rings are, what he did, what spirit skills he used, and how he defeated his opponent. Only a small number of people who know the truth or are smart guessed that it might be some kind of spiritual spirit skill.
And those who know the truth each have their own thoughts.
Huo Yuhao held the soul guide cigarette between the index and middle fingers of his right hand and retreated to the sidelines with brisk steps.
In the preparation area, Bingdi glanced at the opponent's player with some confusion, and then looked at Huo Yuhao with some confusion.
"What kind of dream did you make up today? Why did that person smile so happily even when he was asleep?"
When facing Chongtianmen for the first time, all the opponents looked terrified after fainting, but now the contestant from Jingming College was very calm, with a hint of a silly smile on his lips.
Huo Yuhao did not answer directly, but said: "I will not reveal the specifics, as some of them are not suitable for children. I can only say that thanks to your absence, I can use mental illusions freely, and the effect is much better."
"Even though I lost the game because of this, maybe he will thank me."
Not suitable for children...
ice King:"……"
She was stunned, and looked at the silly smile of the Jingming College contestant again, and immediately understood something. She was always aloof, but now she was speechless, and the corners of her mouth twitched unconsciously.
Tian Meng hadn't reacted yet. While eating the grilled fish, he came over and asked curiously, "Bingbing, what did Yuhao mean?"
"You don't need to know." Bingdi quickly pressed her face with one hand and pushed her away, then asked, "Yuhao, are you sure you are not joking?"
“How can this be a joke?” Huo Yuhao said seriously, “Food and sex are human nature. People always have to succumb to their desires.”
Xue Di said: "Excellent mental control, Yuhao, now people with cultivation below Soul King level have no chance of even touching you. Only those with cultivation above Soul Emperor level can resist your illusion."
“Is it limited to fighting?” Huo Yuhao smiled and looked around casually. At this moment, he had become the focus of everyone’s attention.
Those eyes contained curiosity, doubt, fear...all kinds of complicated emotions.