Zhang Lao commanded, and in front of each contestant, he was sent a nine-square grid-shaped tray.

In each cell, there is a square of rare metal, each of which is of a different color.

Elder Zhang continued: "The requirements for the skill assessment are very simple, which is to complete nine different core circle making techniques on these nine pieces of metal. ”

"For the sake of fairness, all questions were randomly selected by the Chief Judge and the other judges just now, and none of you can use your own carving knife, only the one in the tray."

"The first question, thirty boreholes; The second question is to have many zigzag arcs, evenly arranged with fifty lines; Question 3......"

Mr. Zhang spoke one topic after another, from easy to difficult.

The expressions of several players began to become a little ugly.

The nine test questions in this skill assessment are not simple, and the metal used in each test question is completely unsuitable for the corresponding test questions. The last question is more complex for the sake of complexity, and has no practical meaning at all.

Zhang Lao Youyou said: "Your time assessment time is only a quarter of an hour, and you will be eliminated at the end according to the number of questions you have completed. ”

Several of the contestants looked even more embarrassed.

Even if it was a seventh-level soul master, it would not be easy to complete these nine complex skill questions in a quarter of an hour.

"Skills test, begin."

At the sound of the order, all the contestants began to conduct a tense assessment at the same time, racing against time.

Zhang Lao returned to the referee's bench and focused on Huo Qiu'er again. Her performance still surprised all the judges.

I saw Huo Qiu'er frowning slightly, and carefully completed the assessment questions on hand.

But her speed is very slow, not as good as the players of the Xishui League and the Aodu Chamber of Commerce, the fastest player has already completed three exam questions, and Huo Qiu'er has just completed the first question.

"What does the Ordinary League want to do?"

Zhang Lao can conclude at this moment that Huo Qiu'er's soul master level is probably only level four, and she will not be able to pass the skill assessment at all, and most of them will be eliminated in this game.

Chen Lao on the side hurriedly reminded: "Lao Zhang, look at that side." ”

Zhang Lao moved his gaze to another female player in red in the Fan Fan League, and the latter's performance made him even more stunned.

She didn't even finish the first question, she didn't even move, she just sat and let the time pass slowly.

"Is this crazy? This is the final! Old Chen exclaimed.

Zhang Lao's eyes widened, as if he heard a thunderclap exploding in his head.

"I see! I understand! He couldn't help but blurt out, with a look of sudden realization.

Several referees next to him hurriedly asked: "Lao Zhang, what do you understand?" ”

Lao Zhang said with a solemn face: "This is the secret weapon of the Ordinary Alliance, this is a master that Shangguan Wei'er found out of nowhere, and wants to send her to the finals." ”

"What do you mean by that?"

After guessing the intention of the Ordinary Alliance, Lao Zhang couldn't help but sneer: "When I first came into contact with the player of the Ordinary League, I saw that her cultivation was not bad, and she was more like a soul master than a soul master. ”

Wang Lao was stunned for a moment and said, "I remember, she is the member of the Snow Demon Sect who was in the semi-finals of the Soul Master Competition yesterday. ”

Zhang Lao nodded: "Then this must be the foreign aid invited by Shangguan Wei'er, think about it, what is the difference between this underground soul master competition and the regular soul master competition we hold on weekdays?" ”

After his inspiration, Chen Lao also reacted: "Determine the outcome by the competition, the means are not limited, and it doesn't matter if you live or die." ”

Zhang Lao shook his head helplessly: "This is the common problem of these underground forces, they do not test the production of soul guides, and only pursue fighting and killing." ”

"Anyway, there is no restriction on the use of martial souls in the confrontation match, just find some powerful soul masters, as long as they are sent to the finals, they will not be the opponents of the other two major forces."

"It's for Shangguan Wei'er to take advantage of the rules."

He sincerely admired in his heart, Shangguan Wei'er was really tall.

Although this went against the original intention of the Soul Master Competition, it did not violate the rules, as long as Huo Qiu'er was not eliminated, she would be able to enter the next link smoothly.

"Elder Zhang, that ......" a referee spoke.

"Don't bother with it, you can do it how you want, and you can win the ability of the Ordinary Alliance."

Zhang Laoxin waved his hand and sneered in his heart at the same time.

He is a traditional research-type soul master, and he has always been unkind to these underground soul guide competitions that only care about fighting and killing, and since the rules allow it, he won't say anything.

What's more, the original intention of these underground soul guide competitions has nothing to do with promoting the development of soul guides, isn't it a bloody game organized by these underground forces for gambling money or other interests?

Zhang Lao didn't say anything more, but he became more and more interested in the next confrontation in his heart.

"It's time."

The timer soul guide sounded, and Zhang Lao loudly announced the end of the skill assessment.

Nine people participated in the assessment, three completed it, and six people did not complete it. After the evaluation of the seven judges, the person with the lowest degree of completion among the unfinished ones was eliminated, and it was the third player of the Fan Fan League.

There are eight people left, and they will participate in the next match. The player with the first positive score will play against the last one, the second positive will play with the second from the bottom, and so on.

Surprisingly, Huo Qiu'er's skill score was not the penultimate one, and the players of the Aodu Chamber of Commerce were even lower than him.

He had spent too much energy in the previous production process, and he didn't have the strength to concentrate at all, and as a sixth-level soul master, his assessment completion was worse than that of fourth-level soul master Huo Qiu'er.

Huo Qiu'er's opponent was one of the soul masters temporarily replaced by the Xishui Alliance, and Ye Guyi's opponent was from the Aodu Chamber of Commerce.

After a long break, it came to the third part of the competition.

"In the first game, the first place will play the eighth place."

The first place is Huang Zheng of the Xishui Alliance, and the soul guide he made is a hideous-looking metal giant claw.

His methods were extremely bloody, and three extremely sharp light blades popped out from the metal giant claws, directly cutting off the soul guide of the player from the Aodu Chamber of Commerce along with half of his body.

As the referee, Zhang Lao did not stop him, but just frowned and ruthlessly announced the result of the game.

This is the characteristic of the underground soul guide competition, unscrupulous means, life and death, unless one party takes the initiative to admit defeat or die, otherwise the referee will never terminate the game.

The second game of the eight-in-four was the second player of Huo Qiu'er and Xishui Alliance, a bald head with half of his face tattooed with hideous black patterns, about twenty-five years old, with a fierce face.

The bald man walked up to the stage, glanced at the soul guide gun in Huo Qiu'er's hand with disdain, and let out an eerie laugh.

"Giggles, the teacher also reminded me to be very careful with you, but I didn't expect you to be like this."

"That level of soul guide, I don't care about it at all."

As he spoke, he carried a wind tunnel-shaped soul guide in his hand on his shoulder, and the six optimally proportioned soul rings behind him flickered.

His talent in soul guides is slightly inferior, he is only a fifth-level soul master, but he is a real evil soul master soul emperor.

"Oh, okay."

Huo Qiu'er sighed, and directly threw away the soul guide gun in his hand, and the same six optimally matched soul rings appeared behind him, and his arms were already covered with golden dragon scales.

"Then I don't need to."

The move was so shocking that it caused an uproar in the audience.

Throw away your soul guide in the soul guide competition and use the martial soul to fight instead, is this still the soul master competition?

But after thinking about it, it seems that there is really nothing wrong, after all, the rules of the underground soul guide competition are that there are no rules, and it doesn't matter if you live or die.

When the bald evil soul master saw Huo Qiu'er's appearance after being possessed by his martial spirit, he opened his mouth wide and was stunned for two seconds, a trace of horror appeared in his eyes, and cold sweat unconsciously flowed down his bare head.

"It's you!"

He had already recognized Huo Qiu'er as the Dragon Martial Soul Soul Master who had killed two evil soul masters in the semi-finals of the Soul Master Competition.

Unexpectedly, she not only appeared in the finals of the Soul Master Competition, but also became her opponent.

Even the Evil Soul Holy Bone Sheath was defeated by her, how could she possibly win.

Wait, maybe, now I have a soul guide in my hand, but the opposite side is barehanded.

The bald soul master unconsciously narrowed his eyes, and there was a hint of greed in his eyes.

"Second game, second place vs. seventh place ......"

"Wait a minute!" The bald evil soul master immediately interrupted.

Just when everyone thought he was going to say something, the bald evil soul master simply dropped a sentence: "I admit defeat." ”

After saying that, he slipped off the field.

The audience was all stunned, they didn't expect this fierce bald head to be so timid that he would admit defeat without even fighting.

Some people teased him if he was frightened by the bloody scenes of the previous game, and some gamblers who bet on the Xishui Alliance directly scolded.

In the third game, Ye Guyi easily defeated the opponent from the Aodu Chamber of Commerce and advanced to the semifinals.

In the fourth game, the Yushui League eliminated the third player of the Aodu Chamber of Commerce.

At this point, the Aodu Chamber of Commerce has been completely out. In the final semi-finals, only two players from the Xishui League and the Ordinary League remained.

The draw for the next semi-finals was also smooth, Huo Qiuer and Ye Guyi did not draw each other. Ye Guyi's opponent was Huang Zheng, and Huo Qiu'er's opponent was another temporary replacement of the Third Elder disciple.

What is somewhat surprising is that Huo Qiuer's opponent actually chose to admit defeat again.

Next is the match between Ye Guyi and Huang Zheng.

The crowd was already excited and watching the next game.

If Ye Guyi wins, then the champion of this Underground Soul Master Contest will already be in the pocket of the Ordinary Alliance.

This game is to decide the control of the smuggling of rare metals, and almost all the nobles present have a stake in it, so they are naturally particularly concerned.

Behind the Xishui Alliance is His Royal Highness the Prince, and behind the Ordinary Alliance stands the nobles represented by several princes, which side wins is enough to change the pattern of the Ming Capital.

Both sides stepped onto the stage.

Ye Guyi looked at Huang Zheng not far ahead, and his beautiful face was cold at the moment.

This was the original purpose of her participation in the Soul Master Competition, to destroy these evil soul masters on the field with her own hands, to practice the justice in her heart, and to be worthy of the name of the Holy Angel.

However, the Ordinary Alliance only sees itself as a tool against the Xishui Alliance.

But now, Ye Guyi has found a place where she can practice her justice, and she wants to follow her original intention before leaving, and slash the evil in front of her under the sword.

"Game on!"

Huang Zheng opened his soul guide giant claw, and instantly lit up with three sharp purple-black blades, and slashed straight towards Ye Guyi.

He didn't mean to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, the soul ring behind him flickered, and it was the bloodiest killing move as soon as he came up.

Ye Guyi took a deep breath, holding his long sword high in both hands, and a rich divine aura surrounded his body.

A pair of white wings had slowly spread behind her, and the intense golden white light swept away all the darkness and evil in front of her like a tsunami.

Rest area of the Xishui League.

Nangong Wan frowned and said, "Deputy Sect Master, the champion is a matter of great interest, do you really want to give it to the Ordinary Alliance?" ”

Feng Ling said coldly: "Don't worry, let the Ordinary Alliance be proud for a few days, and wait until the Holy Sect welcomes the return of the Golden Dragon Holy Maiden, and then it's not too late to settle the account slowly." ”

"Do you really think those princes can keep them? Xu Tianran had long wanted to do something to those princes, but it was just a little troublesome. ”

This is the plan of the Xishui Alliance, because Huo Qiu'er is here, temporarily give up the champion of the Soul Master Competition, and then use violent means to regain the interests that should belong to the Xishui Alliance.

But in the next moment, led by Feng Ling, all the worship elders of the Holy Spirit Sect, the Fire Phoenix Holy Maiden, all stood up, staring at the platform with wide eyes, and the surrounding aura was already completely gloomy.

What do they see?

Huang Zheng was engulfed in the golden-white light of Ye Guyi, leaving not even the ashes behind.

This is not a light attribute, this is the nemesis of the evil soul master, a divine attribute. This is the great enemy of the Holy Spirit Sect, and she must not be allowed to grow.

In the eyes of Feng Ling and the others, Ye Guyi was no different from a corpse.

Feng Ling said in a low voice: "After the game, we are going to welcome the return of the Golden Dragon Holy Maiden, we must not give her a chance to run, we will solve her now." ”

The third elder had a hideous face: "I'll kill her!" ”

Feng Ling raised his right hand: "The others will not move for the time being, all obey my orders, and it is important to welcome the return of the Golden Dragon Holy Maiden." Zhang Peng, you are not from the Xishui League, you go and solve her. ”

"The sooner the better!"

"Yes."

Scorpion Tiger Douluo received the order, and then disappeared into the rest area.

The game ended in such an unexpected way, and the Ordinary League actually defeated the Xishui Alliance, the largest underground force in Mingdu, with an absolute advantage.

There was no longer any need to continue the finals, and all the rewards were sent to the Ordinary League.

A two-ton rare metal, the ninth-level soul guide Sun and Moon Divine Needle, and the most important ninth-level fixed soul guide cannonball.

Elder Zhang handed the Sun and Moon Divine Needle in front of Shangguan Wei'er, briefly explained the usage, and looked at her with some sneer.

"Shangguan Wei'er, you are still so cunning."

Shangguan Wei'er smiled slightly: "The slave family is just doing things for the prince." ”

Zhang Lao looked at Huo Qiu'er, and just as he wanted to say something, he saw Shangguan Wei'er staring at him, and Zhang Lao realized that Ontology Sect and Shrek and the others were there.

Rao was as a ninth-level soul master of Zhang Lao, and he also felt a palpitation for no reason.

His pupils shrank, as if he realized something, and hurriedly said: "I also asked the lord of the Shangguan League to send a message to the prince on my behalf, and I will definitely visit him in person on the next day." ”

After speaking, Zhang Lao left.

Shangguan Wei'er took the championship reward and looked at Poison Immortal and Xuan Lao respectfully.

"Thank you to the two seniors for helping me win the championship in the Ordinary League, this is a little bit of caution from the slave family, and I hope the seniors will accept it."

Poison Immortal laughed: "Then the old man is embarrassed." ”

He stretched out his hand and took the Sun Moon Divine Needle and the ninth-level Soul Guide Cannonball.

Xuan Lao squinted slightly: "Poisonous old monster, are you a little too conscious?" ”

Poison Immortal said: "This is the reward won by Qiu'er, the old man plays twice, why not?" ”

"But this championship also has a part of my Shrek's credit." Xuan Lao said as a matter of course.

Poison Immortal is not used to him, and scolded directly: "you, Xuanzi, you Shrek didn't make half a effort, and accepting a ready-made disciple is considered your credit?" ”

Xuan Lao frowned and said, "I remember that your Ontology Sect has never liked soul guides. ”

"That was before, if I like it, I like it, can you manage it?"

Yan Shaozhe stepped forward at the right time to stop him: "Elder Xuan, the predecessor of the ontology, it is not appropriate to stay here for a long time, let's leave the Ming capital from Xishan first......"

Before he finished speaking, a strong killing intent suddenly appeared in the sky above the rest area of the Ordinary League.

The sky was not yet bright, but there was a strange dark cloud in the air at some point, pressing on everyone's hearts, making people breathless.

A cannonball composed of dark clouds poured down in an instant, and the target was Ye Guyi.

Yan Shaozhe's eyes beside Ye Guyi lit up, and with a loud phoenix roar, he rose into the sky, and the rich light scattered the dark clouds that came when he hit him.

The clouds dispersed, revealing one of the scorpion tiger Douluo with a shocked face.

Zhang Peng glared at the person who stopped him in disbelief, and exclaimed: "Yan Shaozhe, why are you, how can you be in the Ordinary Alliance?" ”

Shrek and the masters of the Ontology Sect have tried their best to hide their aura since they came to the western suburbs, and they have made some disguises. The Xishui Alliance guessed that they would be near the audience, but they didn't expect it to be in the Ordinary League.

"Zhang Peng? You're not dead yet, and you dare to appear in front of me! ”

Yan Shaozhe hung in the air, squinting at Zhang Peng.

In the Xishui Alliance, Nangong Wan said with a shocked face: "Deputy Sect Master, it's Ming Fengyan Shaozhe, what should I do next?" ”

Feng Ling didn't answer his question, she also turned into a gray-blue light and shadow and rose into the sky, ignoring her previous calmness and immobility, pointing directly at Yan Shaozhe in the air.

A phoenix chirp also sounded beside her, but it was not as crisp and pleasant as Yan Shaozhe, but full of mournful wails.

The shrill and hoarse cry of the phoenix seemed to tell all her pain and blood and tears for decades.

"Yan Shaozhe, I want your life!"

(End of chapter)