Chapter 98 Soul Master Exchange Tournament Begins
"Seeing blood is red, and everyone rejoices?"
Tang San's eyes were gloomy, his fists clenched tightly, as if he had received some new knowledge.
Compared to these eight words, his "already have a way to die" was utterly weak.
So killing can be described like this.
Bone Douluo narrowed his eyes, gaining a new understanding of Lan Minghua's strength.
This was the first time he had seen Lan Minghua fight, and he was deeply shocked.
"So this is the kind of enemy Old Sword Head is facing. No wonder he couldn't protect Feng Zhi well."
Bone Douluo's strength leaned towards defense, and he also acknowledged Hu Yanzhen's defensive capabilities.
Putting himself in that situation, he couldn't guarantee he would be unharmed.
Seeing this, Sword Douluo said in a deep voice, "Announcing the start of the banquet. Only by controlling his disciples will we have a chance of winning."
Bone Douluo nodded and stepped forward to announce the start of the banquet.
After what had just happened, the banquet became bland and tasteless.
Various delicacies were served one after another, and everyone was eating voraciously.
After all, the Soul Master Exchange Tournament was next after the banquet.
The prizes for the top three were all high-quality Soul Bones, things that even Soul Douluo-level Soul Masters would envy.
Lan Minghua, seeing the sizzling, oily roasted deer leg being served, grabbed it without hesitation and started eating.
Oscar and the other three also replenished their energy to prepare for the upcoming Soul Master Exchange Tournament.
As Lan Minghua's disciples, they didn't want to embarrass him.
Tang San, watching Oscar and the others eat with great relish, clenched his fists in regret: "Damn it, I didn't expect Lan Minghua to feed them without even checking! I should have poisoned them, killed them outright!"
Why didn't he dare poison them?
Hu Yanzhen was a perfect example.
Although Tang San was very confident in his poison skills, he was wary of Minghua's strength and dared not gamble.
If he really pushed Lan Minghua to the edge, Tang San might be the first to die.
However, this was still within his expectations. The real opportunity to take action against Lan Minghua and his group was during the Soul Master Exchange Tournament.
After all, they were the organizers, and the rules were naturally set by them.
Tang San touched the new soul tool on his belt, a smug smile on his face: "Lan Minghua, you just wait. If your disciple can't even beat a mere Soul Master like me in the Soul Master Exchange Tournament, let's see if you can still be so calm."
No one dared to cause trouble during the banquet. Many people from various forces came for the rewards of the Soul Master Exchange Tournament.
They were completely unaware of the plans of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the other three upper sects.
By the end of the banquet, it was already evening.
However, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was brightly lit, as if it were daytime, so there was no problem of darkness.
After the disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School finished cleaning up the leftovers, the Soul Master Exchange Tournament was about to begin.
Seeing that the preparations were almost complete, the Sword Douluo in white slowly rose and flew to the sky above the vast arena.
Everyone present was very excited, rubbing their hands together in anticipation.
Sword Douluo pressed down with his right hand, and the previously agitated scene quickly quieted down.
Then, his loud voice instantly resounded throughout the entire arena: "I, Chen Xin, Elder of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, on behalf of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the organizer of this competition, announce that the Soul Master Exchange Competition now begins!"
Thunderous applause and cheers rose and fell.
Sword Douluo didn't keep them in suspense any longer and announced the rules of the competition: "Due to the large number of participants, this exchange competition will require a qualifying round. The arena is divided into upper and lower halves, with sixty-four seats in each half. Only those who qualify for a seat can participate in the individual elimination rounds." "
There are no rules in the qualifying rounds; teamwork is allowed, and weapons other than Martial Souls can be used. This exchange competition will be extremely fierce, and there is a possibility of unavoidable injuries or fatalities, as bloodshed is a joyous occasion. We urge everyone to carefully consider whether to participate."
"The rewards for this exchange competition are also very generous. The champion will receive a 50,000-year Soul Bone, the runner-up a 40,000-year Soul Bone, and the third-place winner a 30,000-year Soul Bone."
Before he finished speaking, three Soul Bones hovered around Sword Douluo, gleaming white under the light. Hearing that there would be casualties, some weaker forces hesitated to participate.
Sword Douluo also wanted to use this opportunity to scare away some weaker individuals. After all,
since their disciples from the three upper sects were going to attack Lan Minghua's disciple, the fewer people the better, to avoid accidentally injuring others.
However, after seeing those few soul bones, some people still chose to participate despite their hesitation.
When everyone was unconcerned, Lan Minghua suddenly moved.
Instantly, everyone's attention fell on him.
Tang San's heart skipped a beat, thinking that Lan Minghua had objections to the rules of the exchange competition.
Yu Yuanzhen and the others also narrowed their eyes; this was the most crucial part, and absolutely no problems could arise.
Unexpectedly, Lan Minghua slowly stood up, casually rummaging through his clothes: "I remember, I hid it here, didn't I?"
Everyone was puzzled, completely clueless about what Lan Minghua was up to.
Just as they were wondering what he was thinking, Lan Minghua pulled out a higher-quality soul bone from somewhere.
Finally, he spoke: "The rewards for this exchange competition aren't very good, so I'll sponsor you."
With that, he flung the right arm bone of the Azure Bull Python towards Sword Douluo's position, shattering the 30,000-year-old soul bone with a bang.
"This 100,000-year-old Azure Bull Python's right arm bone will be the champion's reward for this competition."
Lan Minghua sat back down, as if he had done something incredibly simple.
A moment of silence fell over the entire arena, followed by a heated discussion.
"Wh-what! A 100,000-year-old Azure Bull Python's right arm bone!"
"A 100,000-year-old soul bone! That's a 100,000-year-old soul bone!"
"Insane! Insane! A 100,000-year-old soul bone as a reward? This world has gone mad!"
Not only were the people from ordinary forces shocked, but even the people from the three upper sects and the Spirit Hall were dumbfounded.
Even Yu Yuanzhen and Tang Xiao, both titled Douluo, were stunned by Lan Minghua's generosity.
"That really is a 100,000-year soul bone! Has Lan Minghua gone mad?!"
Although Tang Xiao was a Title Douluo with many soul bones, none of them were 100,000-year soul bones.
As a Title Douluo, he could naturally sense whether a soul bone was 100,000-year soul bones.
A greedy look appeared in Yu Yuanzhen's eyes. If he weren't wary of Lan Minghua, he probably would have already gotten up and snatched it. At
the Spirit Hall's location, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo were also quite shocked, not to mention Hu Liena and the other two.
"I didn't expect the reward for this exchange competition to be a 100,000-year soul bone. It seems I have to go all out."
Yan, a member of the Spirit Hall's Golden Generation, was now a level 48 Soul Master.
In addition, Hu Liena was also level 48, and Xie Yue was level 49.
Hu Liena nodded and said in a deep voice, "Originally, Teacher only wanted us to suppress the arrogance of the disciples from the three upper sects, but now we have a reason not to lose."
"In that case, let them see what the Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall is all about."
Xie Yue stepped forward. As the captain of the Golden Generation and Hu Liena's brother, he couldn't afford to lose either.
If the 100,000-year spirit bone fell into the hands of the three upper sects, their strength would increase significantly.
Sword Douluo, seeing the 100,000-year spirit bone so close at hand, couldn't deny having some desire for it.
However, since Lan Minghua was the one who brought out the 100,000-year spirit bone, he dared not entertain any thoughts.
After all, his arms were still throbbing.
He took a deep breath and announced loudly, "I hereby declare the Soul Master Exchange Tournament qualification competition to begin!"
(End of Chapter)
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