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"Who is he?"
Huo Yuhao was confused at first, but immediately recognized the other person.
"Is it Xiao? The insider of the Body 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 green hotel.
Huo Yuhao stared at him from a distance for a while, but soon he no longer took him seriously.
"What a coincidence, maybe he's here to gamble."
Time passed by minute by minute, and the production was finally completed, and it was time for the competition.
"The competition time is up. All contestants please stop making the soul guides. Please ask the three referees to check the soul guides they made."
Chapter 353 He Caitou
On the competition stage, three referees checked the soul guides made by each contestant one by one.
No. 37 and No. 85 were only level 5 soul engineers. They knew they were no match for Huo Yuhao and Huang Zheng, so when they saw the other party hand over their level 6 soul guides, they decisively chose to admit defeat.
The next competition was a matter of life and death, with no rules, so there was no need for them to take the risk and force themselves to participate. In this underground force competition, there was no compensation for casualties, and being able to leave with the soul guide that they had made on the field was already a big win.
The focus of the competition fell on the seventh-level soul master No. 88 and the owner of the ranking engraving knife No. 98.
The odds between the two eventually stabilized at an extremely close level, making the audience even more excited.
He Caitou and Merck both handed in their soul guides to the jury.
First it was Merck. Within the specified time, he completed a total of six soul guides.
The chief judge was an eighth-level soul mentor, so he naturally had a very good vision. Although he didn't say much, he had already given Merck a very high evaluation in his heart.
The next one was He Caitou. He handed over a level 6 large soul guide cannon and a level 5 protective shield core with both hands. Next to the soul guide cannon, there were several steel needles.
The chief judge raised a steel needle with some confusion, wondering: "What kind of soul guide is this?"
It turned out that each of these steel needles was a level 5 soul guide, and there were as many as ten of them. While other contestants only made single-digit soul guides, No. 88 actually made more than a dozen soul guides.
Even the chief judge was shocked, but he still said as usual: "The soul guide production phase has ended. Next is the competition phase. Is there anyone willing to withdraw?"
He Caitou and Merck both chose to accept the challenge.
In the confrontation area, He Caitou carried a heavy artillery on his shoulder and the core of the soul guide shield was fixed on his waist. These two soul guides alone were enough to ensure offense and defense.
Merck's configuration is similar to his. In addition to the soul guide cannon and the invincible shield, there are also energy-gathering soul guides and other devices.
"Game start."
Following the chief referee's order, He Caitou and Merck each revealed six soul rings with the best matching ratios behind them, and the soul cannons in their hands began to charge at almost the same time.
The Third Elder murmured, "This No. 88 has very skilled combat skills, and is obviously not just a researcher. We don't know what his martial spirit is yet. If he has a good martial spirit that can be used with a soul guide, then his strength will be far more than this."
When Merck saw the soul ring behind the other party, he felt more confident.
Since they are both Soul Emperors, and No. 88 has not made a seventh-level soul guide, while his soul guide has the blessing of the Dark Azure Dragon, then the gap between the two is very small.
"Let me see what the gap is between me and a level 7 soul mentor."
whoosh-
Merck was the first to charge up his energy, and a dark green light shot out from the barrel of the gun in his hand.
His soul guide is called the Corrosion Decomposition Cannon. It has low explosive power but high sustained damage. With the blessing of the Dark Azure Dragon, its power is even higher.
The dark green light was like the breath of a poisonous snake, and its sinister intent was determined to devour He Caitou completely.
But at this moment, He Caitou's soul guide cannon had already been fully charged.
boom--
First there was a roar that was far more shocking than the previous one, and then there was an extremely dazzling bright blue light beam.
In front of the blue beam of light, the dark green light of the corrosion decomposition cannon seemed inconspicuous and disappeared in an instant.
The blue beam of light did not stop at all, it cut through the sky and continued to blast towards Merck.
"It's the Thunder Artillery!"
The moment the beam of light flashed, Merck recognized this soul guide device, was horrified, and dodged to the side in panic.
The Thunder Heavy Cannon, known for its explosiveness and destruction, is the natural nemesis of the Corrosive Decomposition Cannon.
The beam of lightning did not hit Merck, but hit the outer protective shield of the confrontation area, causing a heavy tremor. After the roar disappeared, a faint sound of shattering was still heard.
"That was a close call." Merck gritted his teeth and said, "Such a terrifying power is still within the range of a level six soul guide?"
Although his soul guide cannon was far less powerful than the opponent's, Merck was happy in his heart.
Although the Thunder Heavy Cannon is powerful, the barrel will overheat after release and cannot fire a second attack within a short period of time. His Corrosion Decomposition Cannon does not have this defect.
Now the advantage is completely on Merck's side.
He Caitou obviously also realized this problem. He immediately abandoned his Thunder Cannon and ran towards him quickly. The distance between the two was less than 20 meters in a blink of an eye.
"Without the Thunder Cannon, is he going to use those close-range soul guides? Or soul skills?" Thinking of this, Merck couldn't help but feel a little arrogant.
He still has the invincible shield on him and has given up the Thunder Cannon. It is obvious that He Caitou can no longer cause any effective damage to him.
Victory seemed to be just around the corner, as he defeated a seventh-level soul master head-on.
However, just when Merck was feeling proud, several piercing pains shattered his fantasy.
Merck froze in place for a moment, slowly lowered his head, his eyes full of shock.
The steel needles that he had previously ignored had already pierced into his body without him knowing when.
Arms, wrists, legs, chest, abdomen... Silently, the cold metal accurately punched bloody holes in the flesh.
Merck had no idea how the other party attacked. There was no warning at all, and he didn't even have time to react and activate his invincible shield.
He tried to raise his hands, but his arms were unresponsive.
"you you……"
Merck looked at He Caitou in horror and wanted to speak, but he found that the steel needles nailed into his body were gathering energy and heating up rapidly.
"stop!"
Accompanied by a deep rebuke, the third elder rushed out of the central VIP room, hung above the golden hall, and shouted loudly towards the confrontation area.
"Number Ninety-Eight admits defeat. End your ability now."
He Caitou stood on the field and said coldly: "Once my Sun Needle is sent out, it cannot be taken back."
"what--"
Blazing heat immediately emanated from the steel needles, and blazing flames rose from Merck's body.
He was an evil soul master with a cold nature and was extremely afraid of the high temperature of fire. How could he survive being burned by the raging fire?
In the blink of an eye, Merck was engulfed by the flames and turned into ashes.
The soul guides on his body fell to the ground one by one. After his body was burned, the dark green dragon carving knife was revealed, emitting a faint green light in the charred black.
Coincidentally, if Merck was not an evil soul master, he would have a chance of survival.
The entire golden hall was in complete silence. Such a cruel and terrifying scene actually occurred in the final of the soul guide competition.
The third elder looked at He Caitou with anger on his face.
"You killed my disciple, what crime should you be punished for?"
He Caitou said coldly: "No matter life or death, this is the rule of this underground soul mentor competition. Does the Xishui League want to disregard its prestige?"
"Even so, not everyone in my Xishui League has the right to kill anyone."
The third elder said coldly.
He Caitou remained calm, he slowly raised his hand, took out a token and held it in his hand.
"This, is he qualified to kill?"
This is a token that is dark gold in color and has a fire dragon engraved on it.
"Eight-clawed Fire Dragon Order!"
All the nobles present were shocked and blurted out.
The Eight-clawed Fire Dragon Order is of great significance to the Sun and Moon Royal Family. Although there are quite a few holders, all of them are members of the royal family or their confidants.
As soon as this token came out, the nobles knew that the Xishui League was doomed to suffer a loss, and even revenge in private was impossible.
At some point, the second elder, Nangong Wan, also appeared next to the referee's seat and winked at the three referees.
The chief referee looked up at the third elder, then at Nangong Wan, and announced: "Number 88 wins."
The third elder gradually calmed down, looked at He Caitou with an uncertain look, entered the confrontation area, picked up the Dark Green Dragon, and flew back to the central VIP room.
Among the crowd, the insider stared at the Eight-clawed Fire Dragon Order from afar with a confused look.
The chief referee said loudly: "After fierce competition, the top three of the Xishui League Division of this Mingdu Soul Mentor Competition have been decided. They are No. 88, No. 96, and No. 99. In addition to receiving rich rewards, they will also be qualified to participate in the finals."
The competition finally ended. The final was extremely dramatic. The audience who bet on He Caitou all showed excited smiles.
Nangong Wan came to He Caitou and said with a smile: "My friend, I am Nangong Wan, the leader of Xishui League. Can we have a chat?"
He Caitou finally smiled from his cold disguise: "Alliance Leader Nangong, that's exactly what I meant."
"Please." Nangong Wan made a gesture of invitation and led He Caitou to the central VIP room.
Huo Yuhao naturally followed.
In the central VIP room, Deputy Leader Feng Ling and others had already left, leaving only Nangong Wan among the top leaders.
He behaved extremely friendly and did not look like an evil soul master elder of the Holy Spirit Church at all.
Nangong Wan apologized first, "The man just now was my third brother. He lost his composure because he loves his disciple so much. I will apologize to you on his behalf. But don't worry, our Xishui League also attaches great importance to credibility, so you don't have to worry about retaliation after the game."
He Caitou said: "Alliance Leader Nangong doesn't need to apologize, I understand."
The two of them were extremely polite to each other, but as to whether the Xishui League really valued its credibility, or whether someone else would retaliate after the game, no one knew.
"So you are from the palace. No wonder you are so promising at such a young age. With such talent, I'm afraid you can be on par with Xiao Hongchen, the number one genius in Mingdu." Nangong Wan said.