When He Miaomiao arrived, there were already a lot of busy soul cultivators on the shore of the pool. Since it was the final, only the 26 people who won in front of them participated, and only one ring was built in the middle of the wide open space.

Since he chose the Lord of the Nine Shadows Palace, a transcendent existence in a city, the Lord of the Imperial Soul Hall also arrived with the left and right protectors.

The Lord of the Royal Soul Palace, who looks like she is in her thirties, has a bewitching and plump posture, and her eyes are full of amorous feelings, she is the verdict of the ring match and the witness of the winner.

The left and right protectors behind her are all young people, and they look very clear and handsome.

There were a lot of interesting stories and miscellaneous conversations between the three people of the Imperial Soul Palace, and as soon as they arrived, the people who built the ring and gambled turned their heads to look at it, with a meaningful smile on the corner of their mouths.

Liu Yun and the two with solemn expressions behind them, who didn't mind everyone's ambiguous eyes at all, walked directly to the front of the ring, threw out a wooden high platform, and sat cross-legged on it waiting for the opening.

The ring and formation were completely set up at the right time, and the three gambling houses in the city had already set up large wooden sheds.

There were a lot of monks crowded into each house, and He Miaomiao didn't pick and choose, and entered the nearest Baisheng Fang.

Exchange five soul stones for a piece of tissue paper with the contestant's information written on it, even if you guarantee to place a bet here. The inside was getting more and more crowded, and He Miaomiao was afraid that her body would be seen, so she went out of the shed and came to the open space in the distance to check the information in her hand.

The twenty-six contestants, all of whom were in the middle stage of soul determination, had participated in too many competitions, and the weaknesses of their moves and habits were clearly recorded.

He Miaomiao wrote down everyone's information one by one, so that they could be analyzed and compared after the game.

The final is divided into three games, the first draw battle, a total of thirteen rounds, one to determine the winner, the strength of the thirteen people lost the qualification to continue the election;

The second game is a melee, eliminating ten people, and the last game has a total of three rounds, and the remaining three people take turns fighting, and the winner is the master of the Nine Shadows Palace.

He Miaomiao wrote down everyone's information, put the paper into a storage bag, and came to the edge of the shed in Parkson Square to wait for the contestants to arrive.

The monks of the entire Fengcheng, except for those who had opened the retreat and went out to practice, had already gathered here, and even Wu Cang, who had just stepped down from the acting hall master, was standing not far from He Miaomiao.

The twenty-six monks who participated in the competition had already arrived at the edge of the ring, and He Miaomiao's eyes were sharp to find that the middle stage who stirred up trouble in front of everyone yesterday, and the two monks who were looking for fault today, were all standing in it with a confident face.

Matching the face information on the tissue paper, He Miaomiao felt that the three of them had little chance of winning in the end.

"Silence!"

On the high platform at the front of the ring, Liuyun stood up and shouted, and the noisy discussion of everyone gradually decreased until it was completely quiet.

"Where is the Left Protector of the Nine Shadows Palace?"

When everyone heard this, they found that on the high platform on the other side of the ring, only Yingxiang was sitting, and there was no Momokasa.

Yingxiang stood up and bowed to Liuyun Yingying, "Liuyun Hall Master, the left protector has been missing for two days, and there is no trace in the suburbs of the city, and the communication charm has also become invalid. ”

The failure of the transmission talisman naturally represents the fall, Liu Yun couldn't help frowning, and wanted to ask a few more words, but seeing that the entire city was already full of monks below, he didn't want to say more: "In this case, you are the witness of the Nine Shadows Palace." ”

Ying Xiang was overjoyed when she heard this, lowered her head slightly, and saluted again: "Thanks to the attention of the Lord of the Liuyun Palace, Ying Xiang will definitely live up to high expectations." ”

Seeing that Liuyun waved her hand indifferently, Ying Xiang sat down again, and the joy on her face couldn't be concealed no matter what.

The Witnesses are to be present at the service to pray for the blessing of the new lord.

You can enter the most important forbidden place of the Nine Shadows Palace, and hang the names of the witnesses on the tablet that enters the name of the lord of this hall.

For soul cultivators, it is to hang a number in the Holy Land, representing supreme glory.

She was the second place in the election for the Dharma Protector, and when Momozuka fell, she became a witness, and she had a great hope of becoming the new Left Dharma Protector directly.

As for the position of the right protector who is slightly lower, he can be topped by the third place in the last election.

He Miaomiao saw that the two of them didn't care about Momozuka's death at all, and her heart was even more relaxed, she just had to throw the identity token wherever she wanted, and wait for someone to pick it up and return it.

With the respect of the soul cultivators for the Nine Shadows Palace, there will never be a situation where the token is not returned if it is greedy.

He Miaomiao saw that there were many people around him, and his attention was also on the lottery, so he simply moved his steps slightly, walked to the other side of Baishengfang with his head down, wrapped his divine sense around the token to hide it, and then lightly put it on the ground.

Her movements were casual and swift, and as soon as the token landed, it was forced back into place.

"The lottery is over, and the finals have officially begun!"

The Dharma protector on the left side of Liuyun stood up and announced the first pair of two people on the field, and the wooden sheds of the three gambling houses suddenly became lively.

He Miaomiao poked out a faint sense of divine sense, skipped the people in front of him, and swept at random on the two people who were about to play, instantly finding out the strength of the soul power of the two.

The young man who seems to have a more transparent soul is stronger than the middle-aged opponent, judging from the information written on the thin paper, this young man is always 'lucky and narrowly won', and he is obviously a master of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

He Miaomiao did not hesitate to take out five hundred soul stones and bet on the youth, after all, it was the final, after all, it was a decisive victory, she believed that the young man would leave some hole cards at most, and would not blindly hide it.

After receiving the bet sign, He Miaomiao still stood next to the wooden shed of Baishengfang, and did not follow the crowd to the ring.

Her eyesight and divine sense can see clearly, and she doesn't have to risk squeezing around with the soul cultivators.

There were not many monks who stayed in place, most of them were early stage cultivators of Soul Determination, and the only mid-stage one was Wu Cang, who was nervously concerned about the battle situation.

He did not participate in the gambling game, but he paid no less attention to the battle situation on the stage than the soul cultivator who bet.

The young man in the ring looked a little 'overwhelmed', his translucent soul flickered, and he retreated again and again, unable to defend but unable to attack. The middle-aged man is quite complacent, and his tricks are getting faster and faster, which dazzles the low-level soul cultivators.

The middle-aged monks cheered constantly, and every time the young man took a half step back, the shouts of cheer became a little stronger.

He Miaomiao's consummate divine consciousness shuttled here, as if scanning the realm of no one. In addition, she used it carefully and did not pass through the ring formation, so she could see it clearly and at the same time, she would not alarm anyone.

She clearly 'saw' the regressing youth, and the rest of her soul power was not at all what it showed, it seemed that she was accumulating strength, waiting for the other party's most defenseless moment.

Sure enough, seeing that victory was in front of him, the middle-aged man saw that the opponent's soul flashed again, and his eyes showed a look of imperativeness, and he tried to force it with all his strength, as if he wanted to knock him out of the battle in one fell swoop.

At this moment, the young man's figure suddenly disappeared, and everyone didn't see how he moved, so he flashed from the middle-aged body to the back, and with a casual attack, the opponent was directly knocked out of the ring.