When Master of Ceremony Ah Jin's voice fell, the atmosphere in the golden hall was instantly ignited.
In the auditorium, the crowd was as restless as boiling water. The deafening cheers, whistles, applause, and even the sounds of various strange musical instruments were intertwined together, almost filling the dome of the entire hall. Overturned.
They waved the bills in their hands, which not only represented their enthusiasm for this game, but also represented the huge bets they had placed.
Everyone’s face is full of expectations, expecting that the soul master they have bet on will eventually win and bring them generous rewards.
A Jin glanced around the audience with a smile, stretched out his hand and pressed down to signal everyone to be quiet. The noisy voices gradually subsided, and everyone's eyes were focused on him, waiting for his speech.
"First of all, let me introduce to all the distinguished guests the powerful soul mentors who will participate in the final six battles today."
Ajin's voice was clear and powerful, spreading to every corner of the hall.
“I want to emphasize here that both the information we announced about these six players before the game and the analysis I conducted immediately were all based on their previous game performance.
We The Xishui Alliance has never asked what level the respected soul master is and what his abilities are, because this is something they are taboo about."
He paused and glanced at the people in the audience. Their expectant expressions can be seen clearly.
"Now, let's invite the first of the top six contestants, Soul Master No. 37, to enter!"
Ajin's voice suddenly rose, with a bit of excitement. As soon as he finished speaking, a young man in black clothes walked out with steady steps from the corridor connecting the competition stage at the back of the hall.
He walks lightly, but carries an invisible sense of oppression that makes it impossible to ignore his presence.
In just three or two steps, he was already on the playing stage and standing next to Ah Jin.
He nodded slightly to the audience, then put his hands behind his back and stood there quietly, waiting for Ajin's introduction.
"Our soul master No. 37 has defeated several powerful opponents.
In the last round of competition, he even produced a powerful and rare fifth-level soul guide. We evaluate him as a level five soul engineer who is good at making various dexterous attack soul tools."
Ajin's voice was filled with unabashed admiration. "
Second, let us invite Soul Master No. 85 to come on stage!"
Following Ah Jin's voice, another young man walked out of the corridor.
Unlike No. 37, who was calm, Soul Master No. 85 seemed a bit frivolous. As he walked onto the stage, he blew kisses to the audience, causing waves of whistles and screams.
He walked quickly to Soul Master No. 37 and winked at him, seemingly provoking him.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that these two are the weaker ones among the top six today, and they also have the highest odds.
The voice of the emcee was loud and passionate, echoing throughout the entire competition venue: "Third place, let us invite Soul Master No. 66 to take the stage, and ask our staff to guide the entrance!"
The spotlight turned to one side of the competition stage following the emcee's words. Two uniformed staff members were smiling and guiding a tall young man up the steps.
Han Yu walked steadily, stepped onto the competition stage at the signal of the staff, and walked to the front. Thunderous applause and cheers suddenly erupted from the audience.
The master of ceremonies came to him, nodded to Han Yu first, and then turned to the audience with a professional smile on his face:
"Our respected soul master No. 66 , It can be said that he has made great progress in the previous games, and he has been making great progress along the way!"
He paused, looked at the audience, and said with a hint of mystery in his tone: "We haven't seen him yet! His true strength can only be assessed as a fifth-level soul master temporarily."
"But from his calm and calm performance, we seem to be able to vaguely see his powerful and mysterious potential. Perhaps, he will become a dark horse in this competition, let’s wait and see!”
The emcee's words once again triggered a burst of warm applause.
After a short introduction, the master of ceremonies turned to the other side and announced loudly: "Forth, let us invite soul master No. 88! A mysterious and powerful man who always wears a mask and has a tall figure. !"
As soon as he finished speaking, a tall masked man jumped onto the competition stage. The heavy footsteps seemed to hit everyone's heart. He strode to Han Yu and stood next to him. , exuding an icy air that no strangers should approach.
“Soul Master No. 88 has shown great strength in previous games. Our evaluation of him is between a fifth-level soul master and a sixth-level soul master. He is like a mystery, making him It’s hard to fathom.” The master of ceremony’s tone was full of curiosity.
"Actually, I really want to know why he keeps wearing a mask. Maybe he is one of the famous soul masters in the empire that we know well." The master of ceremonies said half-jokingly, trying to lighten the atmosphere.
"Personally, I am very optimistic about this respected soul master No. 88, and I believe he will bring us more surprises in the next competition!"
However, the big man turned a deaf ear to the words of the emcee. They all remained silent. He crossed his arms and looked around coldly, as if he was indifferent to everything.
"Okay, next, let's invite the fifth soul master to appear, number ninety-eight!" The emcee's voice sounded again, drawing everyone's attention back to the competition stage.
“The respected soul master No. 98 has extremely powerful strength, and the carving knife in his hand is extremely sharp. We have always suspected that it is one of the carving knives on the list. !” The emcee’s tone was full of awe.
“His strength is estimated to be a level six soul master, but we are almost certain that he has a strength that far exceeds level six and above, and is a top-notch powerhouse who is hidden deep inside!”
"I estimate that when the first four were drawing lots, they would not be too willing to draw him, because he is definitely an extremely difficult opponent!"
The emcee's words caused a commotion in the audience. , everyone is full of curiosity and expectations for this soul mentor No. 98.
"The last person to appear is our soul master No. 96!" The master of ceremony's voice sounded again, attracting everyone's attention.
“Like Soul Master No. 98, our evaluation for him is also level six. He also has a sharp carving knife that is suspected to be a carving knife for the list.”
“ It should be noted that we have announced before that because the two powerful soul masters No. 96 and No. 98 have the highest evaluation, they will not meet in today's draw for the top six. ”
The master of ceremonies emphasized this point.
"To ensure that our Xishui League can have the strongest lineup to participate in the three-party finals later." "Now, the drawing begins!"
Master of Ceremony Ajin's The voice was loud and powerful, echoing in the hall. He held a golden hammer high in his right hand and struck it fiercely on a gong beside him.
The sound of "dang" and the crisp sound of gongs resounded throughout the hall, also announcing the official start of the lottery ceremony.
"The drawing of lots has begun." Master of Ceremony Ah Jin repeated, and at the same time put the hammer aside, turned around, and faced everyone. His eyes swept over everyone present, and finally rested on Soul Engineer No. 98.
Soul Master No. 98 noticed the gaze of the emcee, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a contemptuous smile. He deliberately cast his gaze on Han Yu, and his eyes seemed to say:
"Pray, boy, I hope your luck will not be too bad."
His lips trembled slightly, although he did not utter a word The voice was loud, but it could be seen from the shape of his mouth that he said: "Pray."
Han Yu noticed the provocative gaze of No. 98, but did not show the slightest fear. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a strange smile.
Yes, it’s time to pray, pray that you don’t draw me. He thought to himself, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
The method of drawing lots is very simple. A huge crystal ball is placed in the center of the stage, crystal clear and reflecting dazzling light.
In the crystal ball, six small balls of different colors are rolling slowly, each ball is inlaid with a small magnet. There are also two magnets fixed in the three areas inside the crystal ball, emitting a faint blue light, as if waiting for prey to take the bait.
When the crystal ball rotates, the magnets inside the ball will attract each other and the magnets in the area, and will eventually be attracted together.
The small balls that are attracted to the same area mean that their corresponding soul mentors will meet and become opponents in today's game.
At this time, the two small balls No. 96 and No. 98 have been attracted to the magnets in two areas respectively, which means that the two of them will never meet in today's game.
The other four small balls are still rolling slowly at the bottom of the crystal ball, waiting for their fate.
"Okay, now, let me open today's lottery crystal, let's get started!" The master of ceremonies, Ajin, walked to the crystal ball, reached out and pressed a red button under the crystal ball.
Suddenly, a soft white light lit up inside the crystal ball, and the originally stationary crystal ball began to rotate slowly, getting faster and faster, making a slight "buzzing" sound.
As the crystal ball rotates, the small ball that was originally rolling at the bottom is gradually thrown up, spinning rapidly inside the crystal ball, shining like stars. Only the three places with grooved magnets remained motionless, quietly waiting for the arrival of the ball.
Soon, the first small ball was sucked out. It drew a beautiful arc in the air and accurately landed on the only empty area among the three areas, where it was firmly absorbed by the magnet.
"Okay, District 3, No. 88!" the master of ceremonies Ajin's voice sounded again, "I have to say, mysterious soul master No. 88, you are lucky.
< br>You have not met two powerful soul masters that we have evaluated as level six."
Following the voice of the emcee, a burly man walked out of the crowd with a look on his face. With a hint of excitement and excitement, he walked straight to the third area.
The gaze of Soul Master No. 98 fell on Han Yu again, and the contempt in his eyes became stronger, as if to say:
"Your luck is not very good. The chance of meeting us is even greater."
At this moment, there was a "swish" sound, and another small ball was sucked up. This time, it was adsorbed to the area where No. 96 was, and stuck closely to the small ball representing Soul Master No. 96.
"No. 37! Versus, No. 96! First area!" the master of ceremonies Ajin announced loudly.
No. 37 stood there dejectedly, his hands hanging down weakly, his shoulders shaking slightly, as if he was under tremendous pressure.
He murmured to himself in a low voice, his tone full of despair: "How could this happen...how could this happen..."
He raised his head and stared blankly ahead. The figures of the big man and No. 96 kept replaying in his mind. These two powerful opponents made him feel suffocating despair.
He shook his head vigorously, trying to get these negative emotions out of his mind, but it was all in vain.
"Okay, the fifth one has also come out. No. 66, versus. No. 98, second area." The host's loud voice echoed in the golden hall, pulling No. 37 from Pulled back from his desperate thoughts.
After Han Yu heard his number, his heart skipped a beat. He subconsciously raised his head and his eyes met No. 98.
A ferocious smile appeared on No. 98's face. It was a bloodthirsty and cruel smile, as if a ferocious beast had locked its prey.
Seeing the helplessness on Han Yu's face, No. 98 laughed even more crazily. He deliberately walked up to Han Yu and said in a voice that only two people could hear:
"Boy, you are dead. ! I will make you regret coming to this world!”
The last draw is announced, No. 85 versus No. 88, the third area.
After hearing about his opponent, the big man showed a contemptuous smile on his face. He didn't even look to see who his opponent was. He just spat disdainfully, as if his opponent was just an ant that could be kneaded at will.
"Okay, the draw is over. Now, there is a quarter of an hour to add bets to all the distinguished guests present. Only the distinguished guests present have such treatment.
Opportunities must not be lost and never come again. The quarter-hour clock starts.
Also invite three pairs of soul mentors participating in the competition to take their places.
The next five hours will be hard for you, but the final winner will get the rare metal prepared for you in the center of the competition stage.
The value of these rare metals is inestimable.
Because they are simply not available on the market. Fifty four kinds per person, five kilograms each. "The host's voice sounded again, announcing that the game was about to begin.
The golden hall suddenly became noisy, and spectators rushed to the betting points, hoping to seize the opportunity at this last moment.
The thirty-six temporary betting points were crowded with people, people shouted loudly and waved their chips, trying to attract the attention of the staff.
There is a tense and exciting atmosphere in the air, mixed with the smell of various perfumes and sweat, making people feel a little breathless. (End of this chapter)