The ultimate transmission fear beast stands on the Douluo Continent.

Chapter 418 First Turn Kill
"My name is Cai Hangshun, and I'm an ordinary soul master living in Tiandou City."

Whenever I introduce myself like this, my friends will always laugh. Their laughter is so loud that it often attracts people who are not familiar with me.

Those who are not familiar with me always ask: "Hang Shun, you are obviously a noble soul master, and you work so hard, why do you call yourself mediocre?"

I understand what they mean.

A level 24 Great Soul Master could earn 10 gold soul coins for free every month at the Spirit Hall. The purchasing power of one gold soul coin could allow a family of three to live a worry-free life for several months.

Ten gold soul coins per month. The once famous "master" Yu Xiaogang only earns this much per month.

I guess if I wasn't in Tiandou City, I would be able to live a luxurious life.

Of course, the prerequisite is not to buy any expensive soul master supplies, such as herbs, soul guides, etc.

But I will never leave Tiandou City.

Usually to avoid trouble, I always answer with a smile: "Tiandou City is the second largest city in Douluo Continent after Wuhun City. It includes soul masters from various colleges and sects. The soul masters living in the city account for nearly half of the total population of Tiandou City."

"I am a level 24 Great Spirit Master, so I am indeed quite ordinary."

After hearing what I said, everyone burst into laughter and I laughed too.

Only my friends who truly care about me can understand with a simple thought the truth about why I live in poverty but refuse to leave Tiandou City.

The reason is simple, I like fighting spirit and I am a senior and enthusiastic fighting spirit fan.

Tiandou City has the highest level of soul masters in the Tiandou Empire, and the byproduct is the highest level of soul fighting competition.

As a fighting spirit enthusiast, how could I possibly ignore the exciting fighting spirit matches at the Tiandou Fighting Spirit Arena and go watch those low-quality fighting spirit matches at the Soto Fighting Spirit Arena?

For this reason, I even joined the Tiandou City Guards, just to earn more money for tickets to watch the Douhun competition.

Until one day, I saw in the new issue of Tiandou Weekly that His Highness Xue Qinghe was taking the lead in organizing the "Tiandou Star Championship", and I also saw that the weekly was recruiting full-time reporters who were familiar with fighting spirits.

At that moment, I realized that I couldn't live in a daze any longer. The opportunity I had always dreamed of finally came to me.

The huge room with an area of ​​about 300 square meters was particularly bright under the illumination of many soul guide lamps. On one side, a calf-high podium was built, on which two huge long tables were placed side by side, with small table signs with the names of both colleges written on them.

One is printed with "Tiandou Royal Academy" and the other is printed with "Xiangjia Academy".

There is a huge golden plaque on the wall behind. The five golden characters "Pre-match Press Conference" against the black background particularly highlight the unique hobbies of the nouveau riche and noble.

Those who know clearly that this is the Tiandou Empire, while those who don’t think they have traveled back to Dubai.

Gu You secretly complained: "It's great to be rich, damn feudal remnants."

As the saying goes, "A man who eats someone's food will be soft-hearted, and a man who takes someone's money will be short-handed." As of today, Gu You has not made any money from the Tiandou Empire, and the cost of research is all earned from hard work writing articles, so he is naturally qualified to complain about the Tiandou Empire.

By the way, he was still regretting that he shouldn't have been lazy in the details. A good fighting spirit competition was turned into a competition of wealth by the rich people's aesthetic taste.

The matter was settled, and he could only take a deep breath. He tried to ignore the huge plaque that did not conform to the aesthetics, and followed Qin Ming to the long table with "Tiandou Royal Academy" written on it and sat down.

Then he nodded to the leader of Xiangjia Academy and Huyan Li, who had arrived earlier and were a little impatient.

Huyanli seemed to have a good temper. Seeing Gu You taking the initiative to greet him, he also nodded to Gu You.

However, the leader of Xiangjia Academy was not so good-tempered and rolled his eyes at the two of them without any concealment.

The audience was packed with people, estimated to be hundreds of people. After the two of them sat down, the emcee, who was hosting a pre-match press conference for the first time in his life, raised his hand and gestured for everyone to be quiet as soon as possible.

"The pre-match press conference between Tiandou Royal Academy Team 1 and Xiangjia Academy is now officially starting."

"Please raise your hands to ask questions."

As soon as the host finished speaking, a large group of people's eyes lit up and they raised their hands in unison, fearing that they would be too late and would not get the chance to ask questions.

Over a period of half a month, Gu You published several articles in Tiandou Weekly under the name of Xue Qinghe.

This includes the specific procedures of the pre-match press conference and post-match interviews, as well as an article titled "Professional Ethics of Journalists."

The term "journalist" was first defined in Douluo Continent, skipping the stage of wild growth and directly gaining the most clear attitude.

It is not appropriate to tarnish this land by making things difficult for and mocking those who have brought glory to our country.

To prevent problems before they happen, Gu You believes that with this article, even if the nature of the job will still drive journalists to chase after popularity, they can be well restrained under the restrictions of power.

The host followed the procedure and pointed at the crowd below with some discomfort: "You, the one wearing the black and white striped short-sleeved shirt."

Sitting exactly in the direction of the finger, Cai Hang in the crowd was stunned for a moment and looked around in confusion.

Who is it? He didn’t see anyone wearing a black and white striped short-sleeved shirt.

"Hey, stop looking, it's you."

Realizing that he seemed to have clicked on a fool, the host's voice became a little impatient: "The one from Tiandou Weekly."

'Who is Tiandou Weekly?'

The above was Cai Hangshun’s first reaction.

"I'm from Tiandou Weekly."

The above was Cai Hangshun’s second reaction.

Cai Hangshun's butt shot off the seat and answered loudly, "Ah, yes."

After calming himself down and determined not to give up the rare opportunity, Cai Hangshun, a rookie reporter from Tiandou Weekly, spoke to Gu You as a reporter for the first time in his life: "Hello, I am Cai Hangshun from Tiandou Weekly. May I ask Captain Qin Ming, why did you choose to bring His Excellency the Horrible Beast to attend this press conference instead of Captain His Excellency Meng Yiran?"

To repeat, Cai Hangshun is an avid fan of fighting spirit.

He didn't know Gu You's real name, and only knew the nickname "Terrible Evil Beast", which was only used in the Fighting Spirit Arena.

Gu You has never actually appeared as a member of the Royal Fighting Team, and the fighting spirit team he established, "Kongya Group", is just a substitute for the Royal Fighting Team.

Therefore, for everyone else here, the captain of the Royal Fighting Team is still Meng Yiran from the Dragon Snake Family.

"That's a good question."

The person who answered the question was not Qin Ming. Gu You beside him took the initiative to take over the conversation: "First of all, thank you for your attention to me. It seems that the name of Horrible Beast has not been heard in the fighting arena for a long time."

"No, no, no, how could it be?"

With a hint of fear and trepidation in his excitement, Cai Hangshun quickly waved his hands: "Sir Horrible Beast, you are a legend in the Tiandou Great Fighting Soul Arena."

"Is it."

Gu You took out a square piece of cardboard from the soul guide and wrote his name on it: "Would you like an autograph?"

Cai Hang's eyes lit up instantly and he nodded vigorously: "Of course."

".?" x3
Qin Ming, Huyan Li, and the leader of Xiangjia Academy all looked puzzled as they watched Gu You and the reporter talk about the topic of the Fighting Spirit Arena.

There is nothing wrong with the topic itself, but Gu You’s approach is very strange.

Is there any significance in autographing?

After handing the cardboard with his name and fighting spirit nickname to the host, Gu You smiled and replied, "My name is Gu You, and I am the current captain of the Royal Fighting Team. I stepped on Meng Yiran to get to the top."

His attitude was very good and his smile was very bright. But such an explosive answer still caused an uproar here in an instant.

Regardless of the excitement of getting the "signature" for no apparent reason, Cai Hangshun quickly asked, "Sir Gu You, do you mean that you are stronger than Sir Meng Yiran?" Gu You confidently replied, "Of course, stronger than anyone else."

"absurd."

The leader of Xiangjia Academy snorted coldly: "Qin Ming, keep your disciples under control and don't talk big and make your tongue slip."

"Oh?" Gu You's eyes squinted slightly: "Excuse me, sir, what is your nickname?"

boom!
He punched the table into two pieces. The leader of Xiangjia Academy's lips trembled slightly and he couldn't utter a word.

Obviously, Gu You's casual words directly broke the defense of the leader of Xiangjia Academy.

In the soul master's opinion, having a bad reputation is better than having no reputation at all.

Zhao Wuji, who has been wanted by the Spirit Hall for many years, can still use the nickname "Acalanatha" to scare people. In contrast, Ye Zhiqiu, the first to appear at Canghui Academy, is a Spirit King but is still called "turtle" by the juniors.

Another reporter also raised his hand and asked, "Excuse me, Mr. Hu Yanli, what do you think of Mr. Gu You's words?"

Hu Yanli shook his head and answered without hesitation: "I don't have any opinion. What he said must be the truth."

Ignoring everyone's surprise, he continued, "The mouth can lie, and so can soul power. But muscles can't. Strong muscles that can only be trained with perseverance will never go wrong."

"He is very strong, stronger than Yu Tianheng, and the strongest man in Tiandou Royal Academy. In this case, he is the strongest man in Tiandou Royal Academy."

"Guyou,"

Hu Yanli tilted his head slightly, staring at the next enemy with his small eyes: "Where are you ranked?"

Gu You smiled slightly: "Of course it's the first."

"That's good."

Tearing apart the brief and false peace, Hu Yanli's eyes were full of ferocity: "You are very strong, but I am the strongest soul master here."

"Really?" Gu You raised his chin slightly, his arrogant aura coming towards him: "I'm looking forward to your performance."

"Ahem, test, test."

The voice of the host of the Tiandou Grand Fighting Soul Arena, who had hosted the gambling fight between Ning Rongrong and Tailong, echoed throughout the venue. He said in a relaxed tone: "Next, the preliminary round of the Tiandou Star Contest, the first group of the lower half, the Tiandou Royal Academy Team 1 vs. Xiangjia Academy is about to begin."

"I am your host Liu Tianruo."

"As everyone knows, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has invited an outstanding soul master to be a special guest in the game. I believe everyone must be curious about who the mysterious guest of this game is."

After saying this, the host Liu Tianruo paused deliberately. After completely attracting everyone's attention, he introduced him in an excited tone: "He looks fierce on the outside, but soft on the inside. His iron palms can split mountains and rocks, but he mostly uses his strong body to protect his companions."

"He was once the devil of the soul master world, and even earned the resounding title of 'Acala'."

"Having said that, I believe everyone should have guessed it. That's right, let us welcome - Acala, His Excellency Zhao Wuji!"

boom!
The applause in the venue roared like a strong wind, sweeping across the entire venue in the blink of an eye.

In the room on the top floor where no one noticed, which was specially used for explanations because of the best view, Zao Wou-Ki's face turned red and he said in an embarrassed voice: "Ahem, hello everyone, I am Zao Wou-Ki."

If he had known earlier, he should not have agreed to let His Highness comment on the game. The continuous applause and cheers from below sounded so awkward.

Fortunately, Liu Tianruo did not continue. After briefly introducing the guest as Zao Wou-Ki, he brought the topic back to the competition itself.

First, he briefly introduced the list of personnel obtained from the special committee. After the peaceful transition, Sun Tianruo was the first to throw out a breaking point: "Mr. Zhao Wuji, what do you think about what happened at the press conference just now?"

There was no information blockade at the pre-match press conference. Under the instruction of certain people, within only five minutes, everything that happened in the press conference was known to all the audience present.

Zao Wou-Ki is no exception.

"I haven't traveled on the continent for a while, so I don't know much about the new generation of soul masters."

After laying the groundwork in advance, Zhao Wuji said, "But as far as I know, the captain of the Royal Fighting Team was right."

Unable to hide his shock, Sun Tianruo asked, "Do you really think Gu You is the strongest among the thirty people below?"

".No."

Recalling what Ma Hongjun and Oscar said, and watching Gu You step onto the fighting stage step by step, Zhao Wuji categorically denied: "He is not the strongest among the thirty."

"He is the strongest among the 120 people."

On the fighting spirit arena, Gu You and Hu Yanli, each serving as the vanguard of their team, stood facing each other.

Gu You spoke first: "Captain of Tiandou Royal Academy, Gu You. Level 42 standing-type strong attack spirit master."

As always, Hu Yanli looked down at his opponent, and the fierce light in his eyes kept flashing: "Captain of the Elephant Armor Academy, Hu Yanli. A level 43 standing-type strong attack spirit master."

He himself had no objection to Gu You's words. On the contrary, he admired Gu You's sturdy body that had been well-trained.

Unfortunately, there can only be one winner on the fighting spirit stage, and the only winner can only be him, Hu Yanli.

The referee from the Spirit Hall shouted loudly: "Both sides, salute."

Without saying anything harsh, the two men bowed to each other at the same time. In an instant, the atmosphere in the entire fighting arena became heated.

Everyone is looking forward to how Gu You will show his strength.

The referee gave the order: "The first round of the first group in the lower half of the preliminary round, Gu You vs. Hu Yanli, officially begins now."

Almost at the same time, Hu Yanli shouted: "Diamond Mammoth, possess!"

The 2.5-meter-tall body swelled again the moment the martial spirit possessed him. The originally loose muscles quickly solidified and became as exaggerated as a bodybuilder.

A layer of dark yellow stratum corneum with a metallic luster appeared on the surface of the skin, the nose extended and lengthened, the upper lip turned up, and two one-foot-long thick fangs extended from the mouth, with the sharp front ends pointing at Gu You in front of him.

Seeing that Gu You did not release his martial spirit, Hu Yanli frowned: "Where is your martial spirit?"

"It hasn't been released yet." Gu You spread his hands: "Your Elephant Armor Academy is an academy based on the Elephant Armor Sect, and the Diamond Mammoth, which was once classified as a defensive martial spirit, most commonly uses defensive counterattacks as its tactic."

"And I am waiting for you to be fully prepared."

"It's shameless to talk big."

There was no trace of guilt in his voice, and a solemn look flashed through Hu Yanli's eyes. The four soul rings flickered one after another, and the condensed dark yellow halo clung to Hu Yanli's body, and the aura surrounding him became heavier.

Even the audience in the distance had the illusion that they were facing the mountains directly.

"Ready?"

Gu You bent down, using only five fingers to support the ground, with his feet one in front and one behind, and his toes digging into the ground, assuming a crouching starting posture.

"Don't blink, this is the last thing you'll see."

A ferocious smile came into view, and a voice came to my ears: "Demon beast, attack!"

A terrifying darkness rushed into my mind, and as my feet left the ground, I felt a sharp pain in my chest that could make me faint.

There was the sound of whistling wind in his ears, and before he lost consciousness, he vaguely heard a surprised cry.

"Ten thousand year spirit ring?!"

(End of this chapter)