Chapter 443 Fried Fish is Coming
As night fell, in the hotel lounge where the Xishui League was located, the two disciples of Minglei Douluo were a little surprised to see the Black Kite Saint coming alone.
"Haven't you already entered the finals without taking the test? Why are you still here?" The master was not there, and Merck was in a hurry, so he asked without thinking.
"I can go wherever I want. Even the elders won't ask about it. What does it have to do with you?" Mu Xing acted like a saint.
"Shut up! How can you find out the whereabouts of the Saint? If the master finds out, he will skin you alive!" Huang Zheng shouted at Merck in a deep voice.
Then, he showed a flattering smile on his face and greeted Mu Xing in a flattering manner, "Junior brother was ignorant and offended the Saint. I will apologize to you on his behalf!"
"The third elder gave me a message that the competition system for today has been changed." Mu Xing nodded slightly, but the arrogance on his face did not diminish in the slightest.
"That's right, the master also informed us in advance. The forty-eight people who qualified from the last round will be divided into twenty-four groups for a double elimination tournament. The rules have been adjusted to not limit the type of soul guides. The organizer will provide various types of metals, and the production time is limited to two hours. After completion, only new soul guides can be used for testing. Before the game, you can observe your opponent's work. If you think the gap is too big, you can admit defeat. Otherwise, you need to enter a dedicated venue for the battle. Other soul guides and soul skills are prohibited. The winner will advance, regardless of life or death." Huang Zheng said hurriedly.
"What a great way to not care about life or death! Then today's bet is to bet on who will win among these people?" Mu Xing seemed to be interested.
Huang Zheng winked at Merck, who realized that this was a chance for him to make amends, and said hurriedly, "There are many ways to bet, such as how many qualifying matches will appear today, how many people will die, all of which can be betted. Of course, the core is what you just mentioned, the win or loss of a single game. Do you plan to participate in the next game?"
Mu Xing casually threw a dark golden card to him and said, "Forget it, I'll bet on you to win. I'll bet one million gold soul coins on each of you. If you lose, you die."
Huang Zheng and Merck were startled. They had seen the methods of the Black Kite Saint, but they were all talented soul masters taught by Nether Thunder Douluo, so they did not think they would lose.
"Thank you for your kindness, Saint. We will definitely live up to our mission!" the two said in unison.
The Golden Hall was still bustling as always. The central circular stage accommodated all the contestants for the first time. Forty-eight soul guide production tables were neatly arranged in an arc shape. A new suspended metal platform that was fifty meters long and five meters wide was added to the hall, running across the back of the entire competition area.
When Mu Xing stepped into the central VIP room, several elders and deputy leaders gave her a kind smile.
"Xiao Shi, come and sit here with me!" Feng Ling patted the seat next to her.
"I just found out that the Saint Lady has bet one million gold soul coins on each of my two disciples. It seems that the Saint Lady also has high hopes for them!" Minglei Douluo smiled from ear to ear.
"Don't be too happy too soon. If they lose, I will refine them into vengeful spirits!"
"They will definitely not let you down in this game." Minglei Douluo said with a wry smile.
"However, of my two disciples, Huang Zheng has a more stable personality and is also steady in his work. As a senior brother, he is very competent. But in terms of talent, Merck is still better. However, this child has a biggest shortcoming, which is that he is easily proud. He is better in front of me, but in front of outsiders, he always looks down on others. I have told him many times, but it is difficult to change. I hope that an opponent who can defeat him will appear in the future to dampen his enthusiasm. I hope that the Saint will be lenient."
"That's fine, but he better not lose too badly."
Feng Ling also tried to persuade him a few more times, and Mu Xing had to agree reluctantly.
On the central circular platform, Huo Yuhao, who was in disguise, narrowed his eyes and scanned the area with his spirit detection. He and He Caitou were finally not arranged together. The soul guide production tables were all opposite each other, and each soul guide was facing their opponent who was decided by drawing lots in this round. As for how the lot was drawn, the organizer of the competition, Xishui League, did not give any explanation at all.
Huo Yuhao's opponent was a young man whose appearance was not very flattering, but he had a pair of eyes that looked very determined. He did not even look at Huo Yuhao, but was looking at the various rare metals placed on the competition stage.
The soul guide production table is equipped with three layers of storage grids, which store conventional metals and thirty-two kinds of rare metals. The total amount of materials is enough to produce a seventh-level soul guide.
At the beginning of the competition, three referees ascended to a high place on a circular platform and announced the rules: the contestants had to make soul guides within two hours to defeat their opponents, and the winner would advance. The winner of this round would receive a reward of 2 kilograms of each of the 32 rare metals, which was the same as the materials prepared at the competition venue.
For soul masters, a wide range of rare metals is definitely more attractive than other natural treasures. It is said that the winner of the next round can get five kilograms of rare metals, and the number of types will increase to 48. Among these rare metals, a large part is banned by the Sun and Moon Empire, and its value is difficult to estimate.
Before the game started, Huo Yuhao's opponent finally noticed him and introduced his name to him.
A tall building, what a simple name.
Although Huo Yuhao only came to test the results of his studies in the past few years and earn some pocket money, he also knew that it would not be an easy task for him to defeat the opponent in front of him today.
His opponent chose a piece of Star Silver Steel, which ranked first in value among the thirty-two rare metals. This rare metal had a very high density and a strong affinity for soul power. Any soul power injected into it could release more than double the original soul power through it. It was the best material for making energy-gathering arrays. A one-kilogram piece like this would be worth at least 100,000 gold soul coins if left outside.
Huo Yuhao looked at his opponent's intoxicated expression and secretly wondered if this person had never come into contact with Star Silver Steel. Considering the opponent's name, this situation was not impossible.
However, he was not in a hurry to make his own soul guide. With the powerful spiritual power, he could make any soul guide much faster than other soul guides. Therefore, he wanted to observe his opponent first to see what soul guide his opponent made, and then formulate a corresponding strategy.
Rather than his opponent's carving skills, he was more concerned about the dark, unremarkable carving knife in his hand, which seemed to cut effortlessly into the famously hard Star Silver Steel.
It took Gao Dasha only a quarter of an hour to complete the carving of the entire core magic circle, and a small rectangular metal block with many fine lines and nodes on the surface appeared. Against the backdrop of the silver light of the star silver steel itself, the metal block looked even more breathtaking and dazzling.
Looking at it, Gao Dalou's eyes were filled with intoxication, and he couldn't help but stroke it gently a few times. His weird look made Huo Yuhao laugh.
The tall building was suddenly awakened, raised its head and looked towards Huo Yuhao opposite him, and after just one glance, he could not take his eyes away.
Five dark golden blades flashed from Huo Yuhao's fingertips, giving the impression that a layer of dark golden water waves was leaping on the metal table. Metal debris immediately poured down, but did not splash, but just scattered neatly around. The irregular piece of metal in his hand quickly turned into a rectangular block, and some strange patterns appeared on it, and it was split and engraved. The whole process was like flowing clouds and water. It seemed that the fingers were simply shaking, but every movement was so precise.
No buddy, is that a carving knife? Gaodasha’s eyeballs are about to fall out.