There was a hint of temptation in his tone, as if he was saying, as long as you work hard, you can get this supreme treasure.
“What I can guarantee is,” Nangong Wan’s voice became serious, “As long as you win today’s game, then we will honor this huge prize on the spot and will never break our promise.”
His gaze is firm and powerful, leaving no room for doubt.
"So, you have to work hard." Nangong Wan said at last, with a meaningful smile on his lips.
As he spoke, Nangong Wan waved his sleeves and closed the box again, covering the crazy killing atmosphere inside.
The breathing of Hanyu and the others became smoother.
However, Merck looked at him with eyes filled with resentment.
The last time he lost to Han Yu, he had already lost the opportunity to fight for this custom-installed soul-guided cannonball, and even lost his ranked engraved knife, the Dark Azure Dragon.
Han Yu didn't care at all about his gaze. At this time, his heart had calmed down and his eyes became clear again.
Even Yuan Gungun behind him was still in a state of excitement.
"Young man, come on." Nangong Wan said with a smile. But when he said this, his eyes were always fixed on Han Yu.
When he saw Han Yu's eyes became clear again, he couldn't help but be slightly startled, but he immediately nodded to him.
“Let’s go!”
With Nangong Wan’s big wave of his hand, he and the third elder walked in front, followed by Han Yu and the four others, surrounded by those big men in black. Surrounded.
Of course, these people could not carry the ninth-level fixed soul cannon shell, but it was directly put into the storage soul guide by the third elder.
After leaving Qingse Hotel, we headed straight to the western suburbs.
Regarding the upcoming competition venue, Han Yu's mood is like a calm lake, without any ripples.
He knows that the quality of the playing field cannot determine the final outcome. Only his own strength is the key to victory.
At this moment, he was closing his eyes slightly, his eyelids drooped, covering his deep eyes. He took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly, as if to expel all distracting thoughts from his body.
His breathing was long and steady, and his whole person was like an old monk in meditation, exuding an aura of tranquility and peace.
Yuan Gungun didn't wake up from his sleep until he walked out of the hotel and took a breath of crisp air.
He shook his head vigorously, trying to dispel the remaining sleepiness in his mind. There was a trace of obvious fatigue on his face, and there was still some sleepiness in the corners of his eyes.
Huang Zheng's state is almost the same as Yuan Gungun's. Obviously, last night's indulgence has made them both a little mentally exhausted at this time. Merck, on the other hand, was completely immersed in his own world. His eyes were sinister and his face was gloomy, like the dark clouds before the storm, so oppressive that it made people breathless.
The Qingse Hotel is located in a prosperous area in the center of Mingdu, while the competition venue is located in the remote western suburbs. The two are far apart and it is obviously impractical to walk there.
At the entrance of the hotel, a row of luxuriously decorated carriages have been waiting for a long time. Each carriage is pulled by four tall and strong horned horses, showing the dignity of the owner.
These wildebeests have shiny coats, well-developed muscles, and white mist blowing out from their breaths. They are obviously all good horses that have been carefully selected and trained.
The three contestants Han Yu, Yuan Gungun, and Huang Zheng rode in one carriage, while Nangong Wan, the third elder, and Merck rode in another carriage. The remaining men in black carried various precious The rare metal materials were loaded onto other simpler carriages and settled in their respective positions.
Following the order, a team of more than a hundred people headed toward the western suburbs. In the spacious and comfortable carriage, Nangong Wan, the third elder and Merck sat opposite each other.
"Master, have you really decided to use the ninth-level customized soul-guided artillery shells as the reward for this competition?"
Merck lowered his voice, with a trace of unconcealable resentment in his tone. and unwillingness. Hearing Merck's words, the third elder frowned slightly, and a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes.
"Shut up! When was it your turn to interrupt here?"
He scolded sternly, his tone full of unquestionable majesty.
Although Merck was full of resentment and unwillingness, he still kept his mouth shut in the face of the teacher's scolding.
He knew very well the temper of his teacher, who was famous for being irritable and irritable, and the slightest carelessness would attract the wrath of thunder.
I think back then, there was once a senior brother who was killed on the spot because his head was smashed with a palm by the angry teacher because he questioned the teacher's teachings during practice.
The third elder turned his gaze to Nangong Wan opposite, and asked in a respectful tone: "Second brother, what do you think?"
Nangong Wan did not speak, but closed his eyes slightly, and a faint flash of light flashed deep in his eyes. silvery gray light.
In an instant, the entire interior of the carriage seemed to be shrouded in silver-gray light, and the originally dark carriage suddenly became brighter.
“This boy is a bit interesting.”
After a moment, Nangong Wan slowly opened his eyes and said calmly, “Faced with such a huge temptation, he was actually able to do it in a short period of time. The ability to quickly regain composure after being shocked is not something that ordinary people can possess.
"Our guess should be correct, he should be an evil soul master who prefers spiritual summoning ability."
The third elder said with a firm tone, with a hint of certainty, "However, he may not be from the Sun and Moon Empire. "
He paused, a hint of depth flashed in his eyes, "After all, with the ability of our Holy Spirit Sect, we have been searching for talents for many years. If we find such talents, it is impossible not to attract them. "
A smile appeared on the third elder's face, he turned to Nangong Wan and said: "This kid is really good, talented and has unlimited potential.
After this competition is over, we should come up with something I will give him a great reward and teach him well in the future.”
When Nangong Wan heard this, he burst out laughing and said: "Lao San, why don't you do this and want to steal my apprentice? I fell in love with this guy first!
His spiritual summoning ability They are a perfect match for my martial arts. They are simply a pair of masters and disciples made in heaven!"
Nangong Wan continued with a hint of pride in his tone: "You already have so many disciples, all of them are different! The proud son of heaven, but I still don’t have a direct disciple who can inherit my mantle.
I have already said hello to the deputy leader. This competition is a further test for him, and I want to accept him. As my direct disciple, I will teach him everything I have learned throughout my life, so that he can become a great master!" He said in a firm tone, leaving no room for doubt: "Otherwise, why do you think I would ask the deputy leader to come forward and go to all the trouble to get this? Powerful nine-level fixed soul-guided artillery shell?
I have invested so much money, not just for you to come and steal people from me! "
When the third elder heard this, he couldn't help but snorted and said, "Second brother, you can't say that.
Don’t forget, he is not only a powerful soul master, but also a rare soul master genius!
Looking at his young age, only twenty-four or five years old at most, he already has the strength of a sixth-level soul engineer. Such a talent is simply unheard of! "
The third elder continued with a hint of excitement in his tone: "If we train him well, over time, it is almost inevitable that he will become a ninth-level soul master!
Have you forgotten? The leader once said that the future belongs to the world of soul masters! Although his soul master cultivation is not weak, he cannot give up on the cultivation of soul guidance tools!
Wouldn’t it be better for us two brothers to teach him together and let him advance on the two paths of soul master and soul master? ”
He knew that he had an upright personality and would definitely not be able to compete with this versatile second brother in the competition for disciples, so he simply settled for the next best thing and put forward the suggestion of joint teaching.
Nangong Wan After listening to the third elder's suggestion, he pondered for a moment and said slowly: "What you said is not unreasonable. Teaching together may help him grow up faster.
However, there is no doubt that he can only be my personal disciple. If you are willing to teach him some knowledge and skills about soul masters, I would naturally welcome you. ”
He paused, with a hint of worry in his tone, and said: "It just depends on whether his own will and energy are enough.
After all, you can't have your cake and eat it, soul masters and soul masters can't have their cake and eat it too. The training of mentors requires a lot of time and energy.
Although soul mentors will become the mainstream in the future, at least for now, soul masters are still more powerful than soul mentors.”
< br>Nangong Wan said with a hint of emotion in his tone: "I found that many colleges have now realized the importance of the combination of soul masters and soul guides, and have begun to consciously cultivate this kind of compound talents.
In the future, the boundaries between soul masters and soul mentors may become increasingly blurred. Only by perfectly combining the two can we remain invincible in future battles.”
The third elder glanced sideways at Nangong Wan and said angrily: "Second brother, you are really planning well!
Let me teach him how to practice, and when you accept him as your personal disciple, this will be your wish The abacus is so loud!"
Nangong Wan laughed when he heard this, patted the third elder on the shoulder, and said, "Okay, okay, third brother, you want it too. I understand how my second brother feels.
You also know that I am short of a talented disciple. I finally met a malleable talent like Merck, so naturally I am..."
He paused, turned his eyes to Merck, and said in a gentle tone: "Merck, don't worry, as long as you study hard with the third elder and improve your own strength, the mantle of my lineage will naturally be indispensable in the future. Yours.”
Hearing what Nangong Wan said, Merk suddenly looked happy. He quickly stood up, bowed deeply towards Nangong Wan, and said respectfully: "Thank you for your cultivation, uncle. I will do my best to live up to my uncle's high expectations!"
Nangong Wan nodded happily, stretched out his hand to signal Merck to sit down, and then continued: "After you officially become my disciple, the dark green dragon will naturally be returned to its original owner."
When Merck heard this, the joy on his face became even stronger, as if he had seen the majestic scene of himself holding a dark green dragon and commanding the heroes.
However, Nangong Wan's next words were like pouring cold water on him, instantly extinguishing the burning fire in his heart.
Nangong Wan looked at Merck, frowned slightly, and said in a serious tone: "However, even if the dark green dragon comes back, you don't have the power for the time being.
Your kid is good at everything, but his temper is too impetuous. He still needs a few years of hard work to settle his temperament.
When you go back this time, go to the rear first and be responsible for making soul guides. "
Merck's originally ecstatic mood suddenly fell to the bottom. He was stunned for a moment, his face became very ugly, his eyes involuntarily turned to the third elder, and he prayed in a low voice: "Teacher..."
The third elder snorted coldly and said in a stern tone: "Second Junior Uncle, this is giving you a chance! If you follow me, you lose the Dark Azure Dragon this time, hum! "
The third elder did not say any more, but that cold snort was full of warning and threat. Merk was suddenly frightened and did not dare to speak anymore. He could only lower his head and silently bear the pain from the teacher. criticism.
Pulled by the wildebeest, the carriage ran at full speed and soon left Mingdu.
As the leader of the three major underground forces, the Xishui Alliance naturally doesn't care about riding horses in the lottery market.
The whole journey can be described as a rampage. As long as ordinary people see the marks on their carriages, they will definitely avoid them.
Han Yu kept his eyes closed and there was no movement. Yuan Gungun sat beside him and naturally remained silent. Huang Zheng looked at the two of them, but they also didn't talk to each other.
Compared to the other carriage, their side was much quieter.
In addition, the carriage's shock absorption and sound insulation effects are very good. There was no sound coming out.
However, under the quiet surface, is Han Yu really that calm?
On the surface, Han Yu looked as usual, as if his heart was calm.
However, the real situation is exactly the opposite. His inner world is in turmoil at this time.
Han Yu is concentrating on improving his mental power, and his consciousness has entered a vast sea of spirituality.
In this strange space, the turbulent waves are rolling endlessly, but it presents a strange sight - the sea water is actually made of gold and silver!
This is the spectacle that appeared after Han Yu completed the second awakening of his martial soul, symbolizing the huge improvement in his mental power.
Every time the gold and silver seawater surges, it will stir up waves that soar into the sky. These waves stay briefly in the air and then slowly dissipate, as if time has frozen here.
Looking around, huge vortices appear from time to time on the boundless sea. These vortices are also gold and silver in color, and they emit strong suction during rotation.
And directly above the spiritual sea, a huge white ball of light is suspended, emitting a soft light. This ball of light is not a perfect sphere, but slightly elliptical, like a giant egg that breeds life. It exudes flickering light, as if it contains infinite vitality.
In this strange spiritual sea, several figures are floating quietly. The first one to bear the brunt is the Ice Emperor, which still maintains the form of the Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion, but its size has become extremely huge, up to a hundred feet long. (End of this chapter)