Unrivaled Tang Sect: The Beginning of Seizing Huo Yuhao's Body

Chapter 93 Explosive Bomb

"Because the competition has already started for a while and will end soon, time is a bit tight. Could you please show your identity as a soul mentor? I will arrange a competition for you immediately."

Huo Zhanji raised his hand, and a spear appeared in his hand. If you look closely, it is obviously the gun that Huo Zhanji made at the Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy. The middle-aged man only felt a flash before his eyes, and the next second he was pointed at by the black muzzle of the gun.

Cold sweat dripped down the middle-aged man's forehead. He hurriedly said, "Sir, calm down. It's confirmed. It's completely confirmed."

Huo Zhanji said: "Since you said time is tight, then take me there quickly."

While wiping the cold sweat off his forehead, the middle-aged man brought Huo Zhanji and Ling Luochen to a soul guide elevator inside the hotel lobby. He then said a few words using a soul guide communicator before leading the two into the elevator.

The elevator went down and stopped after about ten seconds. The middle-aged man led the two people out of the elevator, first passing through a magnificent circular hall, and then entered a large door in front of them. There were two guards at the door. After seeing the middle-aged man, they immediately opened the door and invited them in.

Entering the door, there is a circular dome hall with rows of seats extending neatly downwards. There is a circle of escalators that go up diagonally on the side. In the middle of the hall is a circular platform with a diameter of thirty meters.

At this time, there were dozens of metal tables placed on the competition stage, and soul guides flashed from time to time. There were also some metal tables placed around the round stage, with a total of more than 100. Some metal tables were already empty at this time. At this time, they had already arrived at the center of the competition venue, but were stopped by someone.

Two men dressed the same as the middle-aged man who led the way blocked their way. After a brief exchange, one of the two middle-aged men said, "Competitors can go in, and outsiders should wait outside."

Huo Zhanji nodded and said, "Very good. Lead the way."

Although Ling Luochen was still a little worried, he still waited on the side. Huo Zhanji walked into the competition venue under the guidance of the middle-aged man. An old man in yellow clothes had already walked over and stood behind Huo Zhanji.

The old man said, "There is an hourglass on it. Before the last grain of sand falls off the hourglass, make a soul guide of at least level three. If you finish, you will be eligible to continue participating in the competition. If you fail, you will be eliminated. Let's get started. I will supervise you and make sure you don't cheat with finished or semi-finished soul guides."

"Huh? There is actually Red Sun Iron here. It seems that I have underestimated the underground black market in Mingdu."

Huo Zhanji picked up a piece of Chiyang iron and began his own work. Metal fragments poured down immediately, but did not splash, but just scattered neatly around.

The old man in yellow at the back was completely stunned at this moment, staring at Huo Zhanji's movements. Some strange patterns appeared on the Chiyang Iron, and were then split and engraved. The whole process was as smooth as flowing water.

The red Chiyang Iron gradually took shape. It was estimated that no one present could recognize what Huo Zhanji had made. Then it was assembled, inlaid, and installed into the core magic circle. This process did not last too long.

Huo Zhanji turned around and gestured to the dazed old man in yellow, "Done."

The old man in yellow finally came to his senses, and hurried forward to pick up the red soul guide on the table. The small red ball looked very delicate, about the size of a fist, with grooves on the surface and a pull ring on top that was obviously restricting something.

The yellow-clothed old man's face changed drastically after sensing it. The energy contained in this soul guide was almost enough to blow up the competition stage. He then wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at Huo Zhanji in horror, and said, "This soul guide you made is..."

Huo Zhanji smiled slightly: "Simple explosive bomb, I named it a hand grenade, it's about level 4 or 5 soul guide, time is a bit rushed, my game is over, is it ok?"

The yellow-clothed old man's expression had completely changed at this point. He respectfully handed the soul guide in his hand back to Huo Zhanji and said, "Of course you can. You have passed the qualifying round. This is the soul guide you made, please keep it. In this competition, all soul guides made belong to the soul guides themselves. Of course, you can also sell them to us."

The old man in yellow asked tentatively, "May I ask what level of soul guide are you?"

Huo Zhanji smiled slightly and said, "Level seven is close to level eight."

"Level seven! Dear soul master, you have passed the qualifying round. Tomorrow we will start the first round, which is a direct knockout round. Each round will eliminate one-third of the total number of people in the previous round until the final champion is decided. This is your certificate of passing the qualifying round. You can use it to collect the reward for this round from the staff." As he said that, he handed over a badge made of pure gold with the number seventy-one on it.

Under the respectful gaze of the old man in yellow, Huo Zhanji put his hands on the wheelchair and walked out. Ling Luochen was obviously waiting outside. After seeing Huo Zhanji come out, he came forward and pushed the wheelchair for Huo Zhanji.

At this time, a neatly dressed young man walked towards Huo Zhanji and the others, "Hello, I am Chen An, the director of the Golden Hall of Xishui League." After Huo Zhanji came out, he felt a breath of death. When their eyes met, he felt as if his soul was being sucked away. His body suddenly trembled violently, and he quickly took two steps back in horror.

Chen An whispered to Huo Zhanji, "Could you please excuse me for a moment?"

"Let's go." Huo Zhanji responded.

"Dear guests, please follow me." Chen An said, turned around and led the way. Huo Zhanji nodded gently, and Ling Luochen pushed the wheelchair and followed behind Chen An.

Chen An led the two of them around a small door on the side, out of the golden hall, through a gorgeous corridor, and after walking a short distance, Chen An opened a door next to it and led the two of them in.

Huo Zhanji said: "Just say whatever you want to say."

Chen An's eyes moved slightly, and he whispered, "Dear guest, are you from..." Here he paused.

Huo Zhanji snorted coldly: "This is not something you should ask." A breath of death began to permeate.

"No, no." Chen An quickly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, bent over and said respectfully.

Huo Zhanji said calmly: "My information must not be disclosed to anyone. Do you understand? I hope to use the rare metals, and if you have a channel, I can also buy them at a high price."

"Yes, yes!" Chen An agreed hurriedly.

Huo Zhanji nodded and said, "Give me what I deserve today. I will come again for the next round."

Chen An said: "Does the emperor need us to do anything?"

Huo Zhanji waved his hands and said, "You don't need to do anything. I'm a level 7 soul master. How can those good-for-nothings beat me?"

Chen An shuddered: "Don't worry, everything will be according to your wishes."

Huo Zhanji said to Chen An: "Exchange 500 million gold soul coins for rare metals. The more the better."

"Yes, yes." Chen An agreed again.

Huo Zhanji said: "Okay, let's go."

When Ling Luochen was pushing Huo Zhanji to the door, Huo Zhanji raised his hand, motioned her to stop, and said, "If you do a good job, after this competition, I will lead you into our sect."

Chen An was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed. He hurried forward, knelt on one knee beside Huo Zhanji, and said, "Thank you for your support, sir."

"I will come to you again before the first round. Please compile a list of rare metals and stakes for each round for me."

"Yes."

Huo Zhanji signaled to Ling Luochen to push him out. Chen An personally sent them out and accompanied them to the elevator, returning to the simple first floor of the Qingse Hotel. Ling Luochen pushed Huo Zhanji away and disappeared from Chen An's sight.

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(End of this chapter)