Douluo's ice devil Yuhao

Chapter 302 Hunting the Evil Soul Master

Compared with the evil soul masters who eat flesh and blood, those evil soul masters who devour resentful spirits and wronged souls have a unique aura, which can be easily sensed by Huo Yuhao.

Almost all the evil soul masters of the Holy Spirit Sect have this kind of aura.

He followed that breath all the way to the depths of the black market, where the space suddenly opened up, forming an extremely spacious open space underground.

This is a circular field with a diameter of at least 50 meters, and there are still many traces of fighting in the field.

In the open space were two soul engineers who had finished the battle. One was standing unharmed, and the other was lying on his stomach, covered in blood.

The open space sank to the bottom, and above the open space, it was full of people watching. Some people had excited smiles on their faces, while others looked regretful.

"Haha, I bet right, how could that person be the opponent of the Xishui League?"

"I'm so pissed off, I thought he was a sixth-level soul engineer, but I didn't expect him to be a waste!"

There was wild laughter and shouting one after another.

This is astonishingly a soul fighting arena, and what is being held in it is an underground soul fighting in the black market.

The surrounding spectators are not just here to watch private fights and violent performances, they gather here for a common purpose - to gamble.

Huo Yuhao glanced at the handicap not far away, and only put out a few numbers, one to [-] and one to [-].

The odds are not much different, no matter who the bet wins, there will be a good profit.

The game was over, and the spectators in the first row dispersed a lot, leaving some empty seats.

Most of the excited audience went to collect their money.

Huo Yuhao walked slowly to the first row, observing the field with cold eyes.

That evil soul master's aura emanated from the player who was still standing.

This is an evil soul master.

Huo Yuhao looked at the room opposite the open space again, there was a more powerful evil aura in it, probably at least as powerful as...Title Douluo.

This should be an important stronghold of the Holy Spirit Cult.

The fallen sixth-level soul engineer on the field was covered in blood and was dying, while the other party was unharmed.

His opponent was an evil soul master, a soul emperor and a sixth-level soul engineer. If it was an ordinary soul emperor, the two should be evenly matched, and the sixth-level soul engineer would not have been crushed so badly.

But it's a pity that the strength of the evil soul master is far stronger than that of the same level.

At this time, a deep voice came from the room next to the open space: "Unfortunately, the mysterious challenger failed, and his price is—death."

The evil soul master on the soul fighting arena laughed loudly, dragged his opponent's remnant body to the outside of the arena, and the surrounding audience burst into cheers or curses again.

These gamblers only care about the outcome of the game, whether they win or lose. No one cares about the course of the game, and no one even finds out that the person fighting on the field is an evil soul master.

At this moment, a yellow-haired young man was counting a thick bag of golden soul coins in his hand, and came to stand beside Huo Yuhao.

"Brother, you look so bad, did you lose money? It's okay, I'll make it back next time." Seeing Huo Yuhao's gloomy face, the yellow-haired youth asked enthusiastically.

He was in a good mood, obviously he made a fortune in the gamble just now, seeing that Huo Yuhao didn't answer, he understood something, and asked again: "Brother, is this the first time you have come to see the underground soul fighting?"

"Yes." Huo Yuhao nodded.

"It's no fun just watching, do you want to have two too?" the young man with yellow hair provocatively asked.

Huo Yuhao smiled slightly, and asked: "This is my first time here, can you introduce me how to play this underground soul fight?"

The young man with yellow hair smiled: "Then you are asking the right person, brother, I have been in the black market of the Xishui League for seven or eight years, and it is because of the handicap of the underground fighting spirit that I can eat well."

Huo Yuhao couldn't help becoming interested in this young man with yellow hair.

Judging from the fluctuation of soul power, the other party is only a dozen or so levels, not even a great soul master, but the money he made from this gambling just now is probably several hundred gold soul coins.

Compared with the gamblers next to him who were howling because they lost a game, he had a strong self-confidence, as if he had mastered the iron law of winning money.

He said slowly: "This underground fighting spirit is a characteristic of the black market. Anyone who has an underground fighting spirit will have a handicap. You can challenge the strong players of the Xishui League here. Once you win, you can get the invitation and support from the Xishui League." Great rewards."

"What about failure?" Huo Yuhao asked.

The young man with yellow hair smiled and said: "Hey, you have also seen that the price of failure is to be dealt with by the Xishui League."

"Is there no referee in this underground soul fight?" Huo Yuhao asked again.

"This is the characteristic of underground soul fighting. There are no referees to affect the game. Even if the Xishui League's own people die, they will not stop it." The young man with yellow hair said with reminiscence, "The game that sees life, sees death, and sees blood is called a game." Wonderful."

"This is the base of the Xishui League, how could anyone dare to challenge their people?" Huo Yuhao asked lightly.

The yellow-haired young man smiled and replied: "There must be a brave man under a heavy reward. It is not easy to deal with rare metals in private now. Those soul engineers will not be uninterested in rare metals."

"And the Xishui League will regularly pull some of the enemies it has captured to the field. If you don't challenge them, you will die. If you win, you may survive. You have no choice but to challenge them."

"Private fighting is prohibited in this underground black market, and any disputes must be resolved here. I can also make a lot of money from other people's handicap."

Huo Yuhao didn't continue talking, and looked at the opposite room indifferently.

The Xishui League has really found a formal way to train evil soul masters.You have to consider hiding yourself even if you kill people outside, but here you can let go of your hands and feet as much as you want.

Moreover, that evil soul master mainly killed the opponent with a soul tool, and the release of soul skills was extremely concealed. Even those who cared would not be able to see his identity as an evil soul master, not to mention the group of gamblers around who only cared about winning or losing. up.

He glanced at the dried and mottled blood on the playing field, wondering how many people had been taken as nourishment for evil soul masters.

The evil soul master wants to use other people as nourishment, but now, some people want to use the evil soul master as nourishment.

The young man with yellow hair continued: "The Xishui League set up a ring today. As long as you defeat the sixth-level soul engineer who set up the ring, you can choose several rare metals of a certain weight as rewards, and you can also be recruited by the Xishui League." .”

"Of course, the challenger can't be too strong. If they are too strong, they won't accept it. How about brother, there will definitely be another challenger in a short time. Do you want to bet a few rounds?"

"Small gambling, let's have fun, hahaha."

Compared with watching underground soul fighting competitions, he seems to prefer and enjoy the fun brought by gambling, constantly bewitching Huo Yuhao.

The corner of Huo Yuhao's mouth twitched slightly, and he replied, "Small bets are meaningless. If you want to bet, you can bet big. Just stud. Brother, maybe you can reach the pinnacle of life."

As he said that, he jumped over and landed directly in the middle of the field, and said coldly, "I want to challenge."

The young man with yellow hair was stunned, completely unexpected that Huo Yuhao would be so direct.He wants to persuade people to enter the handicap, not to persuade people to play.

But soon, he picked up his old business again, walked to the handicap, and waited for the odds from Xishui League.

The room next to the underground spirit arena is luxuriously decorated. In the center of the room sits an old man in his sixties with long silver-gray hair.

He is tall and strong, with a slightly old face but a pair of sharp eyes.

This is the third elder of the Holy Spirit Sect, Minglei Douluo, not only an evil soul master titled Douluo, but also a ninth-level soul instructor.

In front of him stood the evil soul master Hundi who had just appeared on the field.

Minglei Douluo asked: "How's the harvest?"

This evil soul master, Hundi, was only about 20 years old. He had an ordinary appearance and was not tall, but his eyes revealed greed and cunning.

He laughed and said: "Teacher, I have killed a soul king and a soul emperor today, and I feel that my cultivation has improved a lot, and I can break through again soon."

At the age of about 20, the breakthrough soul emperor can already be called a leader among people, and his innate soul power is only a mediocre fifth level, which is enough to show how fast the evil soul master can upgrade.

If he can let go of his hands and feet to kill wantonly, his upgrade speed will be even faster.

Minglei Douluo nodded very satisfied. This young evil soul teacher can be said to be his most satisfied student so far. The talent of the soul teacher is good, but unfortunately the cultivation speed is slightly insufficient.

Now the leader has ordered that for the great cause of the Holy Cult, he must cooperate with Prince Xu Tianran, and the killing of the sun and moon civilians must begin to restrain.

However, through the method of underground soul fighting, his disciples can still reasonably carry out killing and improve their cultivation.In addition to killing, you can also bring in a lot of money by opening gambling games, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

At this time, the young evil soul master asked worriedly: "Teacher, two people have died in today's ring, and I'm afraid no one will dare to challenge again."

Minglei Douluo smiled and said: "Hehe, as long as you put out more rare metals, there will naturally be soul engineers who are overwhelmed and throw themselves into the trap."

As soon as the words fell, the calm and powerful words "I want to challenge" sounded from the soul fighting field outside and penetrated into the room.

The young evil soul master froze for a moment, greed and excitement once again appeared in his eyes.

"Teacher, there are fish coming."

"No hurry, I'll take a look first." Minglei Douluo frowned, sensing the challenger in the center of the spirit arena.

"This is also a soul emperor, but he should have just broken through not long ago, do you want to fight?" Minglei Douluo asked, but he didn't doubt that his student would not be the other party's opponent.

The young evil soul master responded immediately: "Teacher, just watch how I make him die in pain."

Minglei Douluo smiled slightly and waved to him: "Go."

The young evil soul master had an excited smile on his face, but before he left the room, he was stopped by Minglei Douluo again.

"Wait, this person is still kept, maybe there is a possibility of recruiting."

He froze for a moment, then said respectfully, "Yes, teacher."

After the disciple left, Ming Lei Douluo frowned, and said to himself: "You are not very old, and your cultivation has already reached the level of Soul Emperor. Whose person is it?"

This kind of talent seems a little too scary, could it be that he is from Mingdetang or the royal family?Or is it from the Ordinary League or the Odu Chamber of Commerce?

Even the third elder of the Holy Spirit Cult couldn't help becoming cautious. He just wanted to remind his disciple to be more careful, but when he saw that the latter had already gone to the fighting spirit field, he didn't stop him, but began to watch the match seriously.

This is the territory of the Xishui League. Even if there is a big boss on the opposite side, they should know to abide by the rules of the Xishui League, and there will be no complaints if they are killed.

If the other party really has a lot of background, Minglei Douluo doesn't mind detaining him to exchange some benefits with the forces behind the other party.

There is no referee in underground soul fighting, only someone at the handicap is announcing the odds.

"A new mysterious challenger appears, and the soul fight will start in 10 minutes. The current odds are: [-] challenger vs. [-], challenger [-] vs. [-]."

"I buy a Challenger!"

"I buy the ring master!"

As soon as the handicap opened, countless gamblers started a new round of gambles. Those who won wanted to win again, and those who lost wanted to get back their money. No one cared about the soul fighting itself.

The yellow-haired young man was about to bet his golden soul coins on the ring master, but he hesitated for a while, and changed it to the challenger to win.

In the center of the soul fighting arena, during the ten minutes before the start of the fighting spirit, the young evil soul master showed a sinister smile to Huo Yuhao from a distance: "You have to feel lucky, you won't be able to live if you enter this soul fighting arena." Come down, but my master told me to spare your life."

"Oh." Huo Yuhao said indifferently, "The competition is about to start, don't you know the name?"

The young evil soul master was stunned for a moment, looked at the black-haired boy in sunglasses with some doubts, and laughed loudly: "In this underground black market, you should never say your name easily, don't you understand?"

"That's a pity." Huo Yuhao's flat tone revealed a trace of regret.

"Game start!"

The person at the handicap shouted, announcing the official start of the game, there is no referee, life and death are up to people.

Two yellow, two purple, two black, the six best matching soul rings appeared behind the young evil soul master.Accompanied by terrifying fluctuations in soul power, an extremely thick gun barrel grew out of his shoulder, and there was faint light gathering in the black gun barrel.

"Level [-] energy-concentrated destruction cannon? Have these evil soul masters also used soul tools?" Huo Yuhao immediately recognized the barrel in the opponent's hand. It was a long-range soul tool known for its destructive power.

Once it is fully charged and hits, the consequences will be disastrous, but Huo Yuhao doesn't seem to have any reaction.

"Okay, kill him, kill him!"

Most of the gamblers around bought the young evil soul master to win. He has won two games in a row, and the probability of winning three games in a row is extremely high.

They have already gambled like crazy, and they only want to win it back through this game.

But Huo Yuhao disappointed these gamblers.

boom--

There was a terrifying roar, and the energy-gathering cannon was fired smoothly, but it hit nothing, it just hit the wall of the fighting arena, leaving a big crater.

Accompanied by a loud bang, the energy-gathering cannon on the young evil soul master's shoulders fell to the ground, but his whole body left the ground with both feet, and was lifted into the air by a huge force.

"Ahhh-"

In just a split second, Huo Yuhao stepped in front of him, raised his right arm, and grabbed the evil soul master's face tightly, lifting him up.

The gun barrel was released, and the young evil soul master felt an inexplicable panic in his heart. He instinctively chose not to use the soul tool, but instead released his own soul skills to deal with it.

The fourth and fifth soul rings flickered at the same time, but Huo Yuhao didn't give him the slightest time to react. At the same time as the soul shock was launched, he raised his right foot and stepped on his left knee swiftly and ferociously.

There was another bang, and the fourth and fifth soul rings that were about to light up dimmed together.

Not far from the fighting spirit arena, a broken leg was lying there quietly with a piece of shattered bones and dripping blood.

The trousers were broken, and the muscles on the broken leg seemed to be twitching slightly under the influence of physiological functions.

"what--"

For a moment, the screams of the young evil soul master resounded throughout the underground soul fighting arena and the entire underground black market.

"How dare you!" In the room, Minglei Douluo, who had been watching the battle, couldn't sit still.

This was the disciple he was most satisfied with, but it was just a face-to-face meeting, and before he even realized it, his left leg was amputated by the other party, and it was the most incurable method.

He flew out of the room, just about to stop the game, but his whole body was shocked.

A ray of gray flame was slowly burning on Huo Yuhao's right hand, and it intensified, and it would soon devour the head of the young evil soul master.

"This...this is..."

Minglei Douluo's eyes widened. In the cluster of burning gray flames, he felt a kind of power that made him excited, yearned for, and feared.

Huo Yuhao turned his head slightly, looked in the direction of Minglei Douluo, and said calmly: "Don't you Xishuimeng not interfere with the result of the competition?"

(End of this chapter)