"Where?" The strong man sat in front of the carriage, weighed the money bag handed out by the figure behind Tang San, and lowered his head to ask.

"Wuhun City." The huge scar on the strong man's face showed the temperament of a non-easy person, but Tang San didn't mind.

It's just an ordinary person, no matter how vicious the means are, no matter how ruthless they are, it's useless to the soul master.

The strong man finally raised his head and looked at Tang San from top to bottom a few times, but he didn't ask Tang San if he was a soul master as Tang San thought, he just threw the money bag back.

"I still know how much distance it will take to get from here to Wuhun City, and how much it will cost." Tang San's tone carried a sense of danger in it.

"I didn't think about blackmailing you, no one would take this business." Zhuang Chinese's tone is calm, and Tang San's threat is also a threat. No matter how much the soul master of the joke is, he is also the soul master.

"I heard that you were a participant in the Soul Master Competition, and you may not know a piece of information.

"After the Soul Master Contest opened, Wuhun City was already closed within a radius of 100 miles, and no one could enter it except for the Soul Master."

Without waiting for Tang San to ask or get angry, the strong man had already explained to himself.

"I'm a soul master, you can just send it." Tang San furrowed his eyebrows.

"But that was before, just over half a month ago, Wuhun City heard that because of the arrest of a heinous evil soul master, the ban was even tighter.

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"Now, except for those who have received the official invitation from Wuhun City, no one can enter."

Tang San angrily took his two sons and walked out of the car dealership, and came to the front of the Martial Spirit Branch Hall again.

"Why are you back? Let me tell you, I don't have much money, and it's already too annoying for you to give you an extra ten gold soul coins in private.

"But there is also a problem with annoyance, if you continue like this, I really have to send you to prison in the name of making trouble."

Looking at the familiar three figures, Parkson instantly had a headache.

"I want to go to Wuhun City." Tang San had a cold face, listening to what the coachman said, now he could only find the Martial Spirit Hall again.

"Then you go, no one will stop you." Parkson rubbed his forehead, his tone tangled.

"You're playing me like a fool? What is the current situation in Wuhun City, you are not a silver deacon of Wuhun Hall who knows better than me? ”

Looking around, Tang San didn't slap his tentacles on the table this time.

"I'm not playing you like a fool, you're playing me like a fool.

"Now that you have inquired about the current situation in Wuhun City, do you think I am the headquarters of Wuhun City, or is the Wuhun Branch Hall of Shijiu City the headquarters of Wuhun City?

"Looking for us, you might as well figure it out yourself."

Parkson put down the hand rubbing his temples and looked at Tang San with a serious expression again.

"I don't believe that your own people in the Martial Spirit Hall can't enter the Martial Spirit City."

"You also said that we are our own people in the Martial Soul Palace, and you want to join the Martial Soul Palace? We won't accept it if you join. ”

"There's no other way?"

"Yes, if you are a hunter or participant in this soul master competition with a token, you can also enter Martial Soul City."

Parkson stretched out his hand, and only an inquiring expression remained on his face. "But do you have a token?"

"Then can I re-participate in the Soul Master Competition, and my two companions."

Of course, Tang San didn't have any tokens now, and after pondering for a while, he looked up at Baisheng reluctantly.

With his current name, participating in the hunting activities, it is estimated that the joint efforts of Camelot and Wuhun Hall are indispensable, and in the end, he may not be able to catch anything.

It's better to become a participant again, as long as you keep the token you belong to.

It is much easier to keep a token than snatching a token from countless hunters and participating soul masters.

"No, what kind of brain are you? You've quit and rejoined? Do you want to bring two other people along the way? ”

Parkson was shocked by Tang San's operation.

"But the Soul Master Contest didn't say that you can't join halfway." A glimmer of light flashed in Tang San's eyes, taking advantage of loopholes in the rules, this was his Shrek's wisdom and glorious tradition.

"I didn't say it, but aren't you shameless?" Parkson feels that the bad luck during this period of time has been concentrated today.

Is there something that needs to be explicitly posted and forbidden? As long as you want to be a person and make a face, you can't do it.

"I didn't give up the Soul Master Contest myself, it was your Soul Hall that forcibly deprived me of my qualification for the competition."

Tang San threw out his reasons again.

"But in your case, if you don't give up, you will die, either you will be beaten to death with your stomach up, or you will be starved to death.

"Our Martial Spirit Hall just chose the less bad one of the already doomed endings."

Parkson told the facts, waiting for me to make a decision? What does the patient decide?

"But it's a fact that I didn't give up the competition, and it's also a fact that your Wuhun Hall deprived me of my qualification to compete."

Baisheng looked at Tang San's face for a moment, and also reacted, with Tang San's current situation, what other face did he want?

"Okay, I don't care if you don't have a face, but you may have to wait for a day or two, this is the first time I've encountered this situation of yours, I need to ask Wuhun City, or the titled powerhouse in charge of this area."

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In the wind and sand, Tang San took his two stupid sons to move forward with great difficulty against the wind.

It was five days later, and the final answer was yes.

No matter what the actual situation is, it is a fact that Wuhun Hall took the initiative to disqualify him from the competition, and he can only agree to this moth.

Tang San guessed that this was the case.

It doesn't matter, anyway, it's your own advantage.

He finally found a feeling familiar from his previous life, there was no need to delve too deeply into the complicated twists and turns, there were not so many cause and effect relationships, and his wishes came true.

Of course, there is no problem for him to re-participate in the competition by himself, but it is still a problem for him to try to get his two sons to join the soul master competition, and there is also a problem with tokens.

Wuhun Hall agreed to let him re-participate in the competition, but he didn't give him a token, nor did he agree to his two sons joining the Soul Master Competition halfway, and Wuhun Hall still had to find some ground after all.

After some tugging and arguing, Wuhun Hall gave a way to regain the token, and he could also let his two sons join.

Tang San didn't refuse, and the reason why he didn't refuse was not because he was at a loss or because he was afraid of the Martial Spirit Palace.

The main thing is that the conditions proposed by the Martial Spirit Hall are easy for him.

——Pass three assessments.

He liked this thing the most, and it was also the biggest source of his familiar feeling.

In his previous life, everyone liked to assess him, a junior, Dugu Bo met and assessed, Shrek met and assessed, and Poseidon Island began to be assessed when he arrived......

Every time he has benefited greatly from the assessment.

It's like now, only when we meet, we can't stop despising and calculating.

And right now, he's on his way to the first assessment site.

The assessment place is in the desert not far from Shijiu City.