Douluo 2: I transmigrated as Huo Yuhao's own sister

Chapter 705 features two female leads!
"It's almost time."

A calm, unhurried reminder broke the boy's unique "background music" before the figure appeared. It was a completely different kind of sound, deep and resonant like a drumbeat. In particular, the low, husky voice, which sounded rough yet not harsh, as if it had been polished by sand and gravel, sent a shiver down one's spine.

Turn around following the sound.

Suddenly, a figure clad in heavy armor slowly stepped into view.

At first glance, the absolutely eye-catching honey brown color completely dominates the field of vision.

Beneath the heavy armor produced by Jinxiufang Dianrong Armor Pavilion was a tall, no, rather, clearly upright and powerful physique that was not suppressed at all.

The shoulder armor was menacing, but the shoulders and back were even broader, like a shield.

As solid as a mountain.

The waist armor was thick and heavy, but the waist and abdomen bound within it were even more taut and powerful.

Like the sea, like the tide.

Even the honey-brown bronze that occasionally peeks out from the gaps in the armor subtly reveals the wild texture that can only be achieved through wind and sand forging and countless hammer blows.

Just a woman?

Her long brown hair was clearly well-groomed.

Although her hair was tied into a high ponytail with a single, unremarkable dark green ribbon, the ubiquitous, unruly curls that hung down nicely complemented her otherwise rather plain appearance.

His eyebrows and eyes were sharp and assertive, like a raging fire or a thunderclap.

A slight smirk at the corner of his lips was a provocation.

One look is enough to tell that he is definitely a ruthless character capable of burning mountains and boiling seas.

That's why they say all eight members of the Shrek Seven Devils are actors.

If one didn't know her inside and out, no one could imagine that this fierce female warrior, who looked like a walking human warhammer, was actually the usually goofy and simple-minded second brother of the Eight Eccentrics—

Radish!
"Split up?"

It was a different tone from the rough, cold one above, clear and crisp with an indescribable gloom. At first listen, it sounded ethereal, as if it were not the voice of a real person.

It was as if a thin, soft sword suddenly straightened, slicing a wound on a person that wasn't deep, but was enough to leave an indelible mark.

"汩徘龘——"

The following, somewhat dull sound of metal rollers grinding across the ground instantly cleaved through the dark corner.

The shadow broke through the darkness first.

The wheelchair, cast in a carbon metallic color, rolled over the stone slabs, the silver-inlaid patterns on the wheel rims leaving long, thin silver lines as it rolled.

There are no other superfluous decorations.

Silver and ink, black and white.

These two absolutely contrasting colors alone are enough to be eye-catching.

A long, dark black dress trailed on the ground.

The intricate skirt, like lotus leaves unfolding layer upon layer, piled up and drooped on the armrests on both sides of the wheelchair. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the hem of the skirt was only held about one centimeter above the ground. As the wheels moved forward, it slowly rippled out like a blooming black lotus.

The top isn't a fitted, tight-fitting style, but rather a loose silhouette with a slight deviation from the straight cut, while the neckline is an unexpected retro square neck.

Long, straight black hair with a princess cut.

The dark hair running parallel to his cheeks formed a striking contrast with the pale complexion that covered his face, which seemed to have never seen the sun in a long time, or was perhaps unhealthy. His lips were the same.

It was a sharp, intense ink color, so thick it seemed impossible to dissolve.

It is indeed a top-notch disguise created by Jiang Nannan, an outstanding student of the Gaosheng Disguise Class, and Xiao Xiao and Huo Yunche, the second-best students.

At this moment.

Even if Gao Sheng himself were present, it would be difficult to find any connection between the two women in front of him and Huo Yuhao and He Caitou.

The Mingdu Soul Mentor Elite Competition.

The sub-venue is the Qinglv Hotel.

The rules for this Mingdu Soul Mentor Elite Competition are as follows:

"The competition format is 1v1, with two Soul Masters forming a team."

"Unlike the rules for crafting soul tools in the qualifying rounds, the elimination rounds will no longer restrict the crafting and refinement of soul tools by any level or type, regardless of their power."

"However, one thing to note is that due to the large number of participants, in order to compress the competition schedule as much as possible, we have imposed a time limit of two hours."

"At the same time, the organizers will provide you with a variety of rare and common metals, and you can choose the materials you need."

"You are all outstanding Soul Masters selected through the qualifying rounds, and I believe you all know that the quality of a Soul Tool is difficult to judge with the naked eye. Therefore, the only condition for winning this Soul Tool Competition is—"

"The owners of all the Soul Tools will personally take to the stage and engage in a live battle using their latest creations!"

"Winners advance, losers are eliminated!"

"and--"

"Life or death are irrelevant!"

"Wow—"

The moment he uttered the words "regardless of life or death," the entire audience erupted in uproar.

Many Soul Masters immediately backed out.

Many of them came for rare metals that they don't usually come into contact with.

The path to becoming a Soul Master is long and requires a lot of resources.

Moreover, not all Soul Masters have a family background that can support their Soul Guidance research. It is not uncommon for people to struggle or even go bankrupt on this path.

But the fact that it costs one's life is enough to make many people with weak wills hesitate.

"Using the 'praise by first criticizing' tactic. Hmph, what a boring trick."

Huo Yunche idly fiddled with the number 46 competition paddle representing the Aodu Chamber of Commerce in his hand, ignoring the occasional doubts and shouts of withdrawal that rang in his ears.

For her, it wouldn't be a bad thing if either side suffered a setback.

She even seemed somewhat pleased, but watching the show is fine, but becoming a character in it is unnecessary.

Thinking this, she reached out and tugged at the black robe she had just put on before they dispersed, pulled down the hood, and slowly weaved through the excited crowd, retreating to a corner—to continue watching the show from a distance.

at the same time.

Huo Yuhao and He Caitou, who had split up with Huo Yunche, arrived at the sub-venues of Qingse Hotel and Qingai Hotel, respectively, carrying the number 71 representing Xishui Alliance and the number 72 representing Pingfan Alliance.