No. 98 walked up to Han Yu. He looked down at Han Yu with a triumphant smile on his face and said:
"Boy, you are dead. Giving in now is your only life." A chance to go down."
Number 98's voice was full of threats and ridicule. He paused deliberately, and then laughed loudly, full of malice and pleasure.
"This is what people are doing, God is watching. I made you arrogant, and you were caught by me. Hahahaha."
Han Yu raised his sword eyebrows slightly, with a hint of amusement at the corner of his mouth , asked: "Am I as arrogant as you? On the 98th, are you so sure that you can defeat me?"
As he spoke, he tilted his head slightly, with a hint of provocation in his eyes.
Hearing this, No. 98 snorted coldly in his nose and said disdainfully: "If I can't even win with you, humph."
He deliberately did not finish speaking, but his tone The contempt in it is self-evident.
When Han Yu saw this, he smiled instead of being angry, and suggested: "Why don't we make a bet too.
Originally, this game exists just for gambling."
As he spoke, he habitually rubbed the ring on his right index finger, and his tone was relaxed and casual, as if he was just chatting.
A trace of doubt flashed in No. 98's eyes. He looked Han Yu up and down and asked, "Boy, do you still dare to bet with me? What are you betting on?"
Han Yu raised the corner of his mouth slightly. , showed a confident smile, and said slowly: "I bet on your carving knife. If you lose, the carving knife belongs to me.
I don’t want your life either. You see, I So easy to talk to, so gentle, and so generous." As he spoke, he spread his hands and made a harmless expression, his tone full of teasing. "Want my carving knife?"
No. 98 frowned, looking at Han Yu's smiling face, he couldn't help but murmur in his heart.
This guy looks confident and doesn't look like he's bluffing at all. Is there really anything he can't rely on?
Although No. 98 was a little nervous in his heart, he refused to show weakness and asked coldly: "What are you betting with me?
Unless you also have a list of engraving knives , Otherwise, you are not qualified to bet with me."
Han Yu shook his head and said calmly: "I don't have a list of engraving knives, but I have a soul guide, do you think it will work? ”
As he spoke, he reached into his arms and took out a round soul guide from his clothes. This soul guide is dark golden in color, with a surface as smooth as a mirror, cold to the touch, and faintly exuding a strange energy fluctuation.
It was the mortal blessing that Jing Hongchen had given him. Han Yu spread the Blessing of the World in the palm of his hand, walked to No. 98, and showed it to him.
Everyone is a soul engineer and has a certain ability to identify soul guidance tools.
Han Yu just exposed the core array of Hongchen Blessing to him for a look, and then injected a little soul power into it, releasing a trace of Hongchen Blessing's aura, and then took back the soul guide. In arms.
The moment No. 98's originally careless eyes came into contact with the protection of the mortal world, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his face was full of disbelief. That's...a miniature core array?
The bigger the soul guide, the better. Especially for the core array, the smaller the soul guide, the easier it is to carry. Like this Blessing of the Red Dust, it is only a few centimeters thick. If it is embedded inside The core array is too big, how can I wear it next to my body?
The same core array is ten times more difficult to produce using micro-carving than normal production.
Generally speaking, only soul engineers of level seven or above will try to make it. Although it was just a glance just now, No. 98 discovered that there were at least five or more miniature core arrays exposed by Hongchen Blessing, and each one looked extremely complicated, and they were definitely not the kind of test objects.
This is at least a level 8 or above soul tool!
And the smell is so strong. The value of the miniature core arrays inside alone is difficult to estimate.
Because every high-level soul master has his own special way of making the core array.
If you can learn something, it will be a treasure for an intermediate soul master.
No. 98 never expected that Han Yu would actually take out such a precious thing and gamble with him.
Of course, he is also confident that the value of his list carving knife is no less than this eighth-level soul tool.
Greed began to boil in my heart, and I narrowed my eyes slightly and looked at Han Yu. Han Yu was also looking at him, his eyes were calm, even with a hint of contempt.
Could it be a trap?
He has been pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger. This is to lure me into taking the bait and win my ranking knife.
Although No. 98 is a bit arrogant, he is by no means stupid. Otherwise, he would not have been able to cultivate his soul master to this level before he was thirty years old.
After thinking carefully, he decided to reject the bet. Although this would bring him a disadvantage in terms of momentum, it was better than losing the list that he valued more than his life.
But at this moment, he suddenly noticed a detail. Han Yu's fists seemed to be slightly clenched, and his knuckles were slightly bluish-white.
All soul mentors have one thing in common, that is, they have good eyesight.
Otherwise, how to make a delicate soul guide?
Number 98’s eyes fell on Han Yu’s right hand that was tightly grasping the metal armrest. The appearance of bulging veins and white knuckles made him feel doubtful again.
A faint smell of machine oil floated from the armrest, mixed with the smell of sweat from the people around him, making him frown in discomfort.
"Is this guy deliberately putting on airs? If he is not sure about beating me at all and just wants to use this bet to get a head start, wouldn't it be..."
Ninety No. 8's mind began to spin rapidly, and his eyes began to glance at Han Yu intentionally or unintentionally.
Han Yu still maintained his previous standing posture, but No. 98 keenly noticed that his other arm hanging by his side seemed to be trembling slightly. The tremor was so small that if No. 98 hadn't been staring at him closely, he wouldn't have been able to detect it.
He sneered in his heart, "Pretend, keep pretending!" Continuing to observe, No. 98 found that Han Yu's eyes were also a little erratic, and there was occasionally a hint of panic and dodge in his deep eyes. , and when she looked at him, she felt a little unnatural.
"Oh, it seems that my guess is correct, this guy is bluffing!"
No. 98 was secretly proud in his heart, but his face remained calm, and the corner of his mouth curled up. A confident arc,
"Okay, I'll bet with you!" He deliberately raised his voice, his tone full of unquestionable determination.
Han Yu was obviously stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect No. 98 to agree so readily. He cleared his throat uncomfortably and said:
"You really want to bet with me? I am lacking I have a list of engraving knives, thank you very much."
After that, he deliberately pretended to be greedy and licked his lips.
Number 98 sneered even more in his heart. He looked at Han Yu playfully, as if he had seen through his disguise,
"Are you really confident that you can beat me? I You can't see it. Boy, since you want to die, I will help you today." He deliberately emphasized the word "boy" with a hint of contempt and provocation.
"Let's bet! Stop talking nonsense!" Han Yu seemed to be irritated by No. 98's attitude, and his tone became tougher,
"If you have the ability, you can openly make a bet. Let Xi Shui Meng testify for us! Otherwise, what if you lose and cheat?"
"It's useless!"
No. 98 has already decided it. Han Yu was pretending to be calm. He stared greedily at the soul guide in Han Yu's hand, as if it was already in his pocket.
A sneer flashed across the corner of his mouth, "Okay, then let the Xishui Alliance witness how you gave that soul tool to me! Come here!"
He said, raising his head He raised his right hand and waved casually towards the emcee Ah Jin on the stage not far away.
Ajin was originally standing on the stage sorting out the items for the next round of auction. When he saw No. 98’s gesture, he was frightened. He quickly put down what he was holding and trotted over.
He is just a host who is responsible for joining the show. How dare he offend these most noble soul masters in the Sun and Moon Empire?
Ajin bowed slightly, with a flattering smile on his face, and asked respectfully: "My lord, what are your orders?"
His tone was humble, and his eyes were flattering. No. 98 snorted disdainfully, glanced at Ah Jin with disdain, and slowly said:
"My opponent and I are going to have a bet, and we will bet on which one of us can win this game." Let’s be a notary in this competition, so that no one can afford to lose.”
When Ajin heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, as if he saw countless gold soul coins waving to him.
As the gold medal emcee of the Golden Hall, he knows very well what the VIP audience likes to watch. Being lively can obviously better stir up the gambling atmosphere, especially in this situation where bets are being placed. Down.
He rubbed his hands excitedly, eager to know the details of this bet. In order to prevent No. 98 from going back on his word, he hurriedly asked:
"Sir, what do you and your opponent want to bet on?" No. 98 took out a carving knife with exquisite patterns from his waist and said in an arrogant tone:
"My The bet is this carving knife.”
A Jin took the carving knife and looked at it carefully. He found that the carving knife was extraordinary, the blade was extremely sharp, and there was a shining star inlaid on the handle. The gems are worth a lot of money. He couldn't help but admired:
"What a good knife! What a good knife! I wonder what your opponent wants to use as a bet?"
Number 98 turned to look at Han Yu , Han Yu lowered his head at this time, with fine beads of sweat on his forehead, as if he was hesitating about something.
No. 98 raised his voice and said with a hint of threat: "No. 66, you won't regret it, right?"
Han Yu took a deep breath, as if he had made some decision. , he slowly raised his head and said firmly:
"Of course not, my bet is a soul guide."
Hearing the words "soul guide" , Ah Jin's eyes widened even more, and his breathing became rapid. He knew that the soul guide was a rare treasure, priceless, and the meaning of this bet was getting bigger and bigger.
Ajin suppressed the excitement in his heart and asked Han Yu: "Which soul tool do you want to use as a bet?"
Han Yu did not speak, but silently took out a simple-looking soul tool from his arms and handed it to Ah Jin.
A Jin took the soul guide and observed it carefully. He found that the soul guide was dark gold in color, with complex patterns carved on it, and it exuded a powerful energy wave. Knowing is not ordinary.
He couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and secretly exclaimed that this bet was getting more and more interesting.
Ajin returned the soul guide to Han Yu, cleared his throat, picked up the amplified soul guide, and said loudly on the stage:
"Dear guests who are placing bets. Please wait a moment, there is a small episode that I must tell you to facilitate your distinguished guests’ judgment.”
His voice was loud and passionate, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
“Just now, the two powerful soul engineers No. 98 and No. 66, whom we are about to compete in, decided to have a two-person bet.
Ninety-eight What soul master No. 66 used as a bet was his carving knife, and what soul master No. 66 used as a bet was a powerful soul tool."
Ajin just finished speaking. The entire golden hall was in an uproar, and everyone was talking about it. This sudden gamble added a bit of excitement and suspense to the game.
“We will immediately ask the referee of this game to judge these two items to determine the value of the bet.
Of course, this bet is complete from now on, and no one on either side has any regrets. ”
After Ah Jin announced the rules of the game, he handed the amplified soul guide to the chief referee. The chief referee took the amplified soul guide and began to judge No. 98’s carving knife and Han Yu.
Number 98 snatched the amplified soul guide from A Jin and said loudly to the amplified soul guide:
“Mine. The bet is a carving knife, so I still have to use it later in the game. ”
After saying this, he stuffed the amplifying soul guide into Ah Jin again. When he looked back at Han Yu, he found that he had lowered his head, and sweat seemed to be falling from his temples.< br>
"How about forgetting it, it doesn't seem good..." Han Yu seemed to be talking to himself.
"Forget it? No, it's too late. It's already been announced."
Number 98 has very good ears and clearly heard what Han Yu whispered, and immediately shouted to stop it road. At the same time, he felt his heart skip a beat, as if something important was about to be lost.
Number 98 subconsciously clenched the carving knife in his hand, and a layer of fine sweat oozed from his palm.
At this time, No. 98 felt three powerful soul power fluctuations coming from the distance. He raised his head and saw that the three referees sent by the Xishui League for this game had already taken the stage.
These three referees are different from those in previous games. This time, the fluctuations in their soul power are deeper and more vast, like the boundless ocean, which makes people feel awe.
Yes, the referee has changed again. Because this is the final six-strong battle, all the judges coming this time are seventh-level soul engineers. (End of this chapter)