Douluo's ice devil Yuhao

Huo Yuhao focused all his attention on a young soul engineer in the center of the arena.

He is tall and mighty, with a healthy and darker wheat color, and a serious expression.Under a head of short dark brown hair, a pair of sharp eyes carefully supervised the movements of his hands.

The hands of the young soul engineer are very thick, and his figure is also very rough, but the delicate techniques he shows at this moment are completely different from his external image.

His movements are exceptionally smooth and meticulous.Although the engraving knife looked a bit small and exquisite in his big hands, the speed of the inscription was smooth and fast, and there were no low-level mistakes that many soul engineers might make due to excessive speed.

One core magic circle after another was gradually formed under his carving knife.

The requirements for the first round of the main competition are the production of propositional soul guides, and it is required to produce a feeding bottle that is at least level three or above.

If you can complete the feeding bottle above level [-], then you will be exempted from the next round and will directly enter the third round of the main competition.

The skillful tactics of the young man naturally attracted the attention of off-site gamblers and everyone in the Xishui League in the VIP room, and a large amount of gambling money was put on the handicap.

"He made this... a fifth-level milk bottle?" Minglei Douluo, who is a ninth-level soul engineer, immediately saw the quality of the milk bottle in the hands of the young soul engineer, and did not hide his shock at all.

"Five-level feeding bottle?" Everyone in the Xishui League was stunned at the same time.

The baby bottle can be said to be the most complicated type of soul tool with the highest production requirements. A level five baby bottle is not so easy to make even a level six soul tool.

Minglei Douluo continued: "Looking at his techniques and techniques, he may have reached level six... no, even level seven soul instructor."

He gave a very high evaluation.A seventh-level soul engineer under the age of 30 is enough to move him and arouse his love for talent.

Even his two most proud disciples are only sixth-level soul instructors, and judging from his appearance, this mysterious young soul instructor may only be in his early 20s, far less than 30 years old.

I'm afraid this young man is more likely than the Holy Son to become the youngest ninth-level soul engineer in the whole continent.

Feng Ling's eyes hidden behind the veil were burning hot.

The holding of this underground soul mentor competition has attracted many soul mentor geniuses. Although the three candidates sent by the Xishui League to participate in the finals have been determined, they are not static.

If there are more powerful soul engineers who come to surrender, the quota can also be negotiated.

Many soul engineers came to compete for the prize money, rare metals and gambling funds from the previous rounds, and they didn't want to have anything to do with the Xishui League, an underground force.So they hide their identities and strengths.

But right now, this young man is acting extremely high-profile.

Obviously, the fourth-level feeding bottle is enough to exempt the next round of trials, and the soul guide made in the competition will be taken away, so why does he have to work so hard to make the fifth-level feeding bottle, which is more time-consuming and laborious?

Could it be that it was just a show of skill?Or did you spend a lot of money on yourself?But in this round of competition, it is forbidden to suppress a specific contestant.

A high profile means unnecessary trouble, especially in this kind of underground force, but Feng Ling has a different guess.

This young man may have deliberately come to show off his skills to the Xishui League, which attracted the attention and recruitment of the Xishui League.

Although the Xishui League is under the Holy Spirit Sect, not all members are evil soul masters, and they have been recruiting senior soul masters.

Both are powerful soul master organizations, the Holy Spirit Cult and Shrek are completely different.It may be the reason why they are dormant in the Sun Moon Empire. They pay more attention to the development of soul tools than any other power in the three kingdoms of the mainland.

Not only are there nine-level soul engineer elders in the church, they also send holy servants to Sun Moon Academy for further studies, cooperate with Mingde Hall, and even recruit them at high prices.

The final result is that the Xishui League has its own soul instructor team, and the senior leaders of the Holy Spirit Cult are equipped with advanced soul instructors.

It is often said that there is no ninth-level soul instructor in the Three Kingdoms of the Mainland, but who would have thought that the first ninth-level soul instructor born in the Three Kingdoms of the Mainland was the third elder Minglei Douluo of the Holy Spirit Sect.

It is no exaggeration to say that whether it is the strength of soul masters or soul engineers, the Holy Spirit Sect is above Shrek Academy.

For powerful soul engineers who want to join the Xishui League, Feng Ling will never reject them.Of course, this is just her conjecture. As for what the young soul engineer is thinking, she still doesn't know.

Huo Yuhao watched the young man silently. Under the slightly unfamiliar face, there was an unusually familiar aura.

"Huh? 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 lightly in his mind.

He Caitou's participation in the underground soul mentor competition surprised him a bit, but it wasn't very puzzling.The three major underground forces in Mingdu have prepared attractive rewards for this competition. It is impossible for a powerful soul engineer not to be tempted, but he did not expect to meet 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, stronger than the two apprentices of Minglei Douluo.

But the competition between the underground forces will not always be a simple production of soul guides, and the subsequent competition against soul guides will be the highlight.

While thinking about it, He Caitou had already completed the production of the fifth-grade baby bottle. He put the baby bottle on the table with a cold expression, and motioned for the referee to come and check it.

"Level [-] baby bottle, please check and accept."

He Caitou didn't lower his voice, just as he finished speaking, the soul engineers beside him who were still working on hearing the word five-level milk bottle subconsciously opened their mouths and glanced at him, unaware of the bottle in their hands. Action changed shape.

The referee behind him was completely stunned at this moment: "This... I need to ask the chief referee to check it himself."

He took away the fifth-grade milk bottle and walked quickly to the backcourt.

He Caitou still had no expression on his face, as if completing a fifth-grade baby bottle was just a matter of effort.

Feng Ling in the VIP room ordered to the side: "Let him be exempted from the test for the next round, and besides, leave the five-level milk bottle to him, and try his attitude."

"Yes." Minglei Douluo summoned a subordinate and gave several orders.

After a while, the referee returned to He Caitou's table with the baby bottle.

"My dear guest, the milk bottle you made is perfect and has already passed this competition." In addition to the golden soul coin and rare metal rewards, he also respectfully handed over the milk bottle, "This is from Xishui League to you." I wish you great success in future competitions."

He is only a third-level soul engineer, and he is looking at He Caitou with humility.Even the chief referee for the first game of the main match was not even level seven.

He Caitou took the bottle and the reward, nodded slightly, and left the arena without saying anything.

Seeing that He Caitou was about to leave, Huo Yuhao didn't stay for a while, and said to everyone in the Holy Spirit Cult: "Vice leader, second elder, third elder, I'm going back to Mingyue Hotel first."

"Holy Son, how about I take you back?" Minglei Douluo got up and said, "It's getting late now, your safety is of the utmost importance."

"No need, this is at the foot of the imperial city, and the road is full of military patrols. The law and order in Mingdu is not so bad." Huo Yuhao casually found an excuse to prevaricate, and left the golden hall.

He now realized that his hunting behavior was known to the Holy Spirit Cult in the first place. The Taishang Cult Master is indeed a Limit Douluo, such a big trick.

But he still didn't want to understand how the Holy Spirit Cult directly suspected the Northland family.

"Send me a saint, I think you are really thinking too much."

Discussing how to deal with him in front of the Lord, it would be a ghost if it succeeded.

Huo Yuhao muttered and disappeared into the street. He didn't like to see the Fire Phoenix Saintess Ma Xiaotao very much.

But he neglected that the Church of the Holy Spirit can have more than one saint.

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After He Caitou came out of Qingshi Hotel, he didn't go back to Mingyue Hotel directly, but went all the way to a remote alley.

Human skin mask, wig, clothes... After taking off all disguises, He Caitou breathed a sigh of relief 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 the nerves that were about to relax instantly tensed up, his eyes were stern and fierce, completely different from his usual honest and honest appearance.

He concealed himself in this way in order not to be discovered by outsiders.

A soul cannon had already appeared in the cuff of He Caitou's right hand. If he found out that he was someone with ulterior motives, he would definitely not let him leave alive.

"Don't be nervous, Brother Caitou, it's me, Huo Yuhao."

He turned his head, only to see Huo Yuhao's familiar face appearing in front of him, and the other person raised his hands slightly, signaling him to relax.

The murderous intent in He Caitou's eyes dissipated in an instant, and he returned to his usual honest look, and the soul cannon in his cuff had also disappeared.

He stroked his bald head and said with a cheerful smile, "Yuhao, why did you appear here? It really surprised me."

"Brother Caitou, it's really you."

Huo Yuhao was a little surprised and said: "I just saw you at the Youth Soul Engineer 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 broken through the seventh-level soul engineer, right? ?”

After exchanging pleasantries, the tense atmosphere just now suddenly became lively.

The two looked at each other and smiled, chatting and walking towards Mingyue Hotel.

"Yeah." He Caitou nodded and asked, "Yuhao, why did you appear there?"

Huo Yuhao smiled and said, "Brother Caitou, have you forgotten that I am also a soul engineer? How could I miss such a competition."

He Caitou asked suspiciously: "Then why didn't I see you on the field just now?"

"I didn't play in the game, but I bet outside the game." Huo Yuhao smiled, "I just recognized you, and I bet directly on you, earning hundreds of thousands of gold soul coins. Brother Caitou, you Did you also make a lot of money?"

He Caitou smiled from ear to ear: "Of course, this soul engineer competition not only has rare metal rewards, but I also made a lot of money by betting outside the field."

"Brother Caitou, I believe in you. No one is your opponent on the field. You will definitely win the championship."

"Yuhao, thank you very much, I will definitely not let you down. You must continue to bet on me when the time comes, and we will make a good fortune when the time comes, haha."

While chatting, Huo Yuhao and the two had already 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 get into a group, I won't be soft-hearted." He Caitou had already walked to the floor where the Tang Sect was, and invited Huo Yuhao, "Yuhao, do you want to come in and sit down?"

After three knockout rounds and most of the teams gone, Tang Sect was able to live in a spacious room.

Huo Yuhao shook his head and declined: "No need, Brother Caitou, you should go to bed earlier."

"Okay, see you tomorrow then."

He Caitou finally waved goodbye to Huo Yuhao.

Huo Yuhao also waved, and when He Caitou disappeared from sight, the smile on his face disappeared suddenly, replaced by a cold face.

"It's so murderous." Bingdi clicked, "Your senior brother just seemed to be a completely different person. If it wasn't you who appeared, who knows what he would do."

Tianmeng nodded hurriedly: "Yes, I have seen him so many times, but the big black one is so fierce..."

With a gloomy face, Huo Yuhao stared at the room Tangmen was in for a long time before saying, "He lied."

"Lying? How did you tell?" Ice Empress asked.

Huo Yuhao said indifferently: "From the beginning of the main match, you can no longer bet directly on individuals, you can only bet on Odds or Evens, which is purely a luck option, in order to allow upstarts who don't know soul tools to participate.

"But he didn't know, and he followed my words and said that he made a lot of money for himself by betting."

"And every time he lied, there was a particular wave of emotion."

The Ice Empress asked in confusion, "What does this mean?"

"It means that he has a different purpose for participating in the soul engineer competition."

"What purpose can it have?"

"I don't know, but it's definitely not for money." Huo Yuhao said.

The Ice Emperor was a little bored and said: "You can't be playing tricks, can you?"

"I'm only very sensitive to this kind of thing." Huo Yuhao said coldly, "When a person wants to emphasize that he does a certain thing for money, it may be to cover up other more ulterior motives."

He secretly analyzed it in his heart.

What is the purpose of participating in the soul engineer competition?
The people who come here are all for money, rare metals, rewards for soul guides... Is there any ulterior secret that needs to be lied to?
For a moment, Huo Yuhao couldn't think of the reason why He Caitou was hiding it.

There seems to be an obvious answer somewhere.

Seeing his deep thought, Xuedi reminded casually: "What is the reward for the champion of this soul engineer competition?"

Just as Huo Yuhao was about to answer, he suddenly trembled.

He stared slightly, but quickly put away the astonishment on his face.

"Tsk, then the answer is almost ready." Huo Yuhao frowned, and said in a solemn tone, "He went there for the ninth-level fixed-installed soul guide shell that was rewarded by the champion."

After guessing He Caitou's purpose, Huo Yuhao leaned his back against the wall of the corridor with a dignified expression.

If He Caitou was really for that ninth-level custom-installed soul guide shell, he probably didn't want to bring it back to Shrek.

Instead, I want to use it myself.