The spell in his mouth never stopped at all, and after this little episode in between, Huo Yuhao's chanting had already exceeded ten seconds.

Finally, his chant ended. His eyes turned purple-black. Behind him, Electrolux's figure froze slightly.

Immediately after, Huo Yuhao raised his right hand and pointed towards No. 98.

Suddenly, layers of purple-black light appeared all over No. Ninety-Eight's body, and even the invincible shield could not prevent this undead magic from having an effect.

Inside the golden shield of invincibility, Ninety-Eight let out a loud scream. He only felt that his body had begun to melt from the surface of his skin, and he was desperately urging his soul power, but he could only make this melting process a few points lower.

Blight, a single attack of extremely powerful magic. From the inside out, it directly acts on the opponent's spiritual level, igniting the life force in his body, causing the life force and his body to produce a strange elemental change, thus melting itself.

He had also used this trick before, and with his current strength, he unleashed this death withering, and the control of power was even more exquisite.

No matter what level of strength it is, after being hit by the withering technique. They can only rely on the energy they have to resist. If you can't resist it, you will wither and die.

However, the withering technique released by Huo Yuhao at this time was acting on the outside, making all of No. 98's defenses completely ineffective.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Immortal Thunder Douluo in the central VIP room couldn't stay any longer, and before he went out, he had already shouted: "No. 98 admits defeat." Hurry up and end your abilities. ”

The light and shadow flickered, and the Immortal Thunder Douluo had already appeared in the middle of the golden hall, hanging there.

However, all of a sudden, the finger-sized soul guide bomb in No. 98's hand suddenly flashed with a strange red light, and then, a terrifying power that made Dark Thunder Douluo's pupils shrink suddenly expanded.

"No problem, I'll let him go." Huo Yuhao smiled faintly, and his right hand pointed at the ninety-eight again, interrupting the withering technique.

Ninety-Eight suddenly fell to the ground, and he only felt as if his skin had become muddy, and the feeling that it might fall off at any time filled his whole heart with fear.

However, what frightened him even more was that he had now become a small sun-like soul guide bomb beside him.

"No, Merck!" Thunder Douluo flicked his sleeves and flew into the soul guide shield, and the power of the antimatter bomb immediately exploded.

Looking up at the three referees who were already sluggish, Huo Yuhao said with a smile: "Someone intervened in the game, it seems that I won, right?" ”

The three referees glanced at each other, then looked inside the soul guide shield.

I saw that Dark Thunder Douluo was holding a giant blade wrapped with yin and evil thunder and lightning, blocking in front of his disciple.

However, his body was covered with countless horrific wounds, even his clothes were turned into ashes, and the whole person shook a little, and he fainted.

"The power of the eighth-level fixed soul guide cannonball!" The three referees exclaimed in unison.

"Teacher!"

The protective shield was opened, and Ninety-Eight helped Dark Thunder Douluo up and checked his body.

After confirming that the teacher's life was safe, he was greatly relieved. When he turned around to look at Huo Yuhao again, his eyes became resentful.

The three referees had already stepped down from the referee's bench at this time, but they did not walk towards Huo Yuhao, but looked at the other person hesitantly.

"My subordinates meet the alliance leader."

"Get up, Merck, your teacher is worthy of my brother, but I am willing to lose. We have always been based on honesty and will never do anything treacherous. ”

This Xishui Alliance leader is dignified, with white hair neatly combed behind his head, white beard fluttering, and a kind smile on his face, it is easy to give people a good impression when they meet for the first time.

With him speaking, the three referees did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly came to Huo Yuhao and announced that he had won the game.

"No, I haven't lost yet, I haven't lost yet!!" At this time, No. 98 had already reacted and hurriedly said loudly.

However, Huo Yuhao pointed behind him at this time, the soul guide bomb the size of a human head, which suddenly made the audience and staff present all turn pale.

A finger-sized soul guide bomb has the power of an eighth-level fixed soul guide cannonball, what kind of terrifying power will that soul guide bomb the size of a human head have?

Of course, they didn't know that the shell the size of a human head was used to bluff people.

Although the soul guide circuit that Xuan Ziwen and the others have researched can create antimatter, it is also measured in milligrams, and it is absolutely impossible to make such a large bomb, otherwise even Huo Yuhao himself may not be able to control it.

Huo Yuhao smiled and said, "I'm willing to lose the bet, what?" In front of so many people, are you going to cheat too? ”

No. 96's face suddenly became a little ugly, and he grabbed Merck who still wanted to rush over, and slapped him in the face: "It's not enough to be ashamed?" Come back with me. ”

As he spoke, he carried Thunder Douluo on his back and took Merck off the stage, dodged three or two times, and disappeared.

"Well, why did you run away?" Huo Yuhao said dissatisfiedly.

On the stage, the leader of the Xishui Alliance smiled slightly and said: "Hello Xiaoyou, I am the owner of this Xishui Alliance, you can call me Nangong Bowl." ”

"Hello, Nangong Alliance Master, it's a pleasure to see you."

Finally led to the high-level of the Xishui Alliance. Although it doesn't look like anything on the surface, the fact that the other party has such a good attitude after seeing his undead magic can explain a lot in itself.

Nangong Bowl didn't say much, and said to the three referees: "Okay, let's announce the results of the game." ”

"Yes." The referee said loudly: "After fierce competition, the top three in the Xishui League division of this year's Mingdu Soul Mentor Elite Competition have been decided. They are contestant No. 66, contestant No. 88 and contestant No. 96. In addition to today's big prize, they will also have the opportunity to represent our Yusui League and the top three in the other two divisions in the final finals. ”

The game is finally over, some people are happy and some are worried, some gamblers who are very gambling and bet on Huo Yuhao have begun to cheer loudly at this time. And those gamblers who bet on the wrong are depressed one by one.

Nangong Wan came to Huo Yuhao's side and said with a smile: "Little friend, I don't know if we can talk?" ”

Huo Yuhao's eyes showed a look of vigilance and said, "There's nothing to talk about, I'm just here to win a reward." Even if we want to talk about it, we will wait until I win the final championship. Also, as you said before, even if Ninety-Eight escapes, you will get him back. ”

As he spoke, his eyes were already looking at the rewards in the audience, and his eyes were full of greedy light.

Nangong Wan smiled slightly and said: "Of course that's the case, just wait for you to win the final championship on behalf of our Xishui League, let's talk about it well, and then our Xishui Alliance will also hand over Merck to you." ”

"One thing I can tell my little brother in advance, if you win this glory for our Sunset Alliance. Then in addition to the rewards of the competition, we will also have a separate generous gift for you. ”

"That couldn't be better." Huo Yuhao agreed, turned his head and left.

Nangong Wan stood on the stage, looking at Huo Yuhao with slightly squinted eyes, with a thoughtful look on his face. (End of chapter)