Chapter 456: Love Brain Invades Douluo Plane
"The Saint is worthy of being a spiritual soul master. The third brother looks no different from usual, but he is so happy in his heart!" Nangong Wan joked with a smile.
"It's not a big deal, not worth mentioning!" Minglei Douluo waved his hands repeatedly.
"What's there to be shy about?" Nangong Wan suddenly became excited. "Saint, you don't know that when the third brother was young, he once pursued the leader of the Earth Dragon Sect. Unfortunately, that woman chose another man, and he joined us in anger. Now he finally got what he wanted!" After saying that, he raised his glass to Minglei Douluo.
Meow, what a retard! Mu Xing thought that Douluo Continent should be renamed Love Continent. Even evil soul master organizations like the Holy Spirit Cult could not escape the fate of being infiltrated and eroded by love brain.
She remembered the question Wang Dong asked her in the evening.
"Do you like him?" The girl stared at him with her big pink-blue eyes. To Mu Xing, that look clearly revealed clear stupidity.
She blinked very slowly in front of Wang Dong, as if digesting the question.
"Why don't you reply?" Wang Dong looked like he was about to cry.
"…" Why didn't you reply? She remained silent. Food and sex are human nature, and I take them all.
She obviously has more important things to do, but she is still entangled in her childhood playmate, no, not a playmate, but the child of her father's political enemy. Who does she like? She is indeed a love-brained person passed down from her ancestors! Both her grandmother and mother are fools who sacrifice for men. I wonder if this guy's three-quarters soul beast bloodline can be sacrificed once?
Her thoughts were brought back to the present. Nangong Wan and Minglei Douluo did not notice that she was distracted and both thought that the Black Kite Saint was thinking.
"That's really cause for celebration, Third Elder. Your second disciple's opponent has bet 10 million gold soul coins on himself, so I'll bet on your disciple to win as a token of congratulations. But almost all of my money has been converted into rare metals, and I can't bet with rare metals in this competition, so I decided to use the carving knife that the leader gave me as a bet." Mu Xing casually placed a carving knife on the tray in the waiter's hand.
"Is this the Fang of the Phantom Nightmare, which ranks 26th?!" Minglei Douluo stared at the carving knife in the tray in surprise. The carving knife was about five inches long and translucent like condensed ice mist. The blade was winding like the natural curvature of a snake's spine. The blade was as thin as a cicada's wing, but the phantom of a snake's fang could be seen, glowing with a faint blue phosphorescence under the light.
"The boundary between truth and falsehood is nothing but a mark made by a strong man's knife. Made from the fangs of a hundred thousand year old illusory snake, it is a very useful spiritual attribute carving knife." Mu Xing's voice carried an indescribable temptation, "He will win, right?"
“Of course! Thank you for your kindness, Saint Maiden!” Minglei Douluo’s eyes were dazed for a moment, as if he had forgotten his previous evaluation of Huo Yuhao.
Nangong Wan couldn't see anything unusual, and even patted his chest to assure, "Don't worry, Saint, the Third Master's second disciple has the second-best soul guide talent among the younger generation, and he also has a ranking knife. Not to mention that the restrictions for this competition have been reduced, except that you can't use soul guides made outside the competition, there are no other restrictions."
Mu Xing raised an eyebrow, "Does that mean that I can use soul skills?"
Nangong Wan nodded hurriedly, "Yes, it is equivalent to considering the comprehensive strength in addition to the soul guide. In the end, when our three major underground forces held the finals, it was also a similar method. Everyone had to compete on the bloody arena. Among the nine people from the three parties, only one can win the final championship, and only the top three will get rewards. To be honest with you, the reward for the champion is a ninth-level soul guide. Of course, the championship must belong to you!" At the end, Nangong Wan even lowered his voice to create a mysterious atmosphere.
"Not bad, not bad, you have good vision!" Mu Xing curled the corners of her mouth with satisfaction, "Wait, Third Elder, your second disciple seems to be planning to gamble with his opponent." As soon as she finished speaking, the host's voice rang out.
"Dear guests who are placing bets, please wait a moment! There is a small episode that I must tell you to facilitate your judgment. Just now, the two powerful soul masters No. 98 and No. 66 who are about to compete decided to have a two-person bet. Soul Master No. 98 used his carving knife as a bet. And Soul Master No. 66 used a soul bone as a bet. We will immediately ask the chief referee of this game to judge these two items to determine the value of the bet. Of course, this bet has been completed from now on, and neither party can regret it."
Merck snatched the loudspeaker soul guide from the host's hand and said loudly: "My bet is the carving knife, so I will still use it in the competition later."
"You're always good at taking shortcuts." Mu Xing sneered, not hiding his contempt for Merck.
"Saint, this is not against the rules. He is also thinking about the victory of our Xishui League." Minglei Douluo said with a wry smile.
"He'd better win, or you'll lose face."
"He must win." Minglei Douluo's face darkened, "If he doesn't succeed, he will be dead!"
At this time, the three judges sent by Xishui League had already come on stage. Merck took out his carving knife and handed it over. Under the spotlight, he was not afraid that these people would dare to snatch his carving knife, because he had a background.
His dark green carving knife was obviously a size larger than the average carving knife, and there was a faint trace of rust on it, but it didn't look like real rust. The carving knife was simple and elegant, with a dragon-shaped relief on each side, emitting a chilling aura. Just by looking at it with your eyes, you could feel that this carving knife was extraordinary.
Among the three judges, the one in the middle carefully took the carving knife with both hands, and a hint of surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes: "Is this... the Dark Azure Dragon?"
Merck said proudly: "Not bad!"
The referee turned around, took the loudspeaker soul guide handed over by the host, and said in a deep voice: "The bet of contestant No. 98 is the Dark Azure Dragon Carving Knife. This is a ranked carving knife. The Dark Azure Dragon Carving Knife ranks 59th on the carving knife list. It has the dual attributes of darkness and wind. Any soul guide made with it will have these two attributes. It weighs three times that of an ordinary carving knife and is known for its stability. If it is used with a suitable soul guide, the effect will be very powerful. When making a soul guide above level seven, the success rate can be increased by at least 10%."
After announcing Merck's bet, the three referees turned their attention to Huo Yuhao.
Huang Zheng also came to Merck at this time and asked him a few questions in a low voice, his eyes always fixed on Huo Yuhao.
Merck explained to him in a low voice with an obvious smile on his face. Huang Zheng frowned and scolded him in a low voice after listening.
"What level of spirit bone are you betting on?" The referee had already come in front of Huo Yuhao.