, Soul Master Exchange Tournament, Begins

Chapter 98, Soul Master Exchange Tournament, Begins

"Seeing blood is red, and both are sources of great joy?"

Tang San's eyes were gloomy, and he clenched his fists tightly, as if he had received some new knowledge.

Compared to these eight words, his phrase "already have a way to die" is utterly weak.

So that's how murder can be described.

Bone Douluo narrowed his eyes, gaining a new understanding of Lan Minghua's strength.

This was the first time he had seen Lan Minghua in action, and he was deeply shocked.

"So this is the kind of enemy Old Swordsman was facing. No wonder he couldn't protect Fengzhi."

Bone Douluo's strength leans towards defense, and he also acknowledges Hu Yanzhen's defensive capabilities.

Even if he put himself in that situation, he couldn't guarantee that he would emerge unscathed.

Seeing this, Sword Douluo said in a deep voice, "Let's announce 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 just happened, the banquet became bland and uninteresting.

One after another, all sorts of delicacies were served, and everyone was eating like crazy.

After all, the Soul Master Exchange Competition will follow the banquet.

The rewards for the top three are all high-quality soul bones, things that even Soul Masters at the Soul Douluo level would envy.

Lan Minghua looked at the sizzling, oily roasted deer leg that was served and picked it up without hesitation and started eating.

Oscar and his three companions also replenished their energy in preparation for the upcoming Soul Master Exchange Competition.

As Lan Minghua's apprentices, they didn't want to embarrass him.

Tang San watched as Oscar and the other three ate with great relish, and clenched his fists in regret: "Damn it, I didn't expect Lan Minghua to feed them without even checking them. I should have poisoned them and killed them directly."

As for why they didn't dare to use poison?

Hu Yanzhen is a good example.

Although Tang San was very confident in his poison, he was wary of Ming Hua's strength and dared not gamble.

If Lan Minghua is really pushed to the limit, Tang San might be the first to die.

However, this was still within his expectations. The real time to take action against Lan Minghua and his group was during the Soul Master Exchange Tournament.

After all, they are the organizers, so the rules are 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 me, a mere Soul Master, 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, as many people from various factions had come for the rewards of the Soul Master Exchange Tournament.

They had no idea about the plans of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the other three upper sects.

As the banquet drew to a close, evening had fallen.

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 Competition was about to begin.

Seeing that preparations were almost complete, the Sword Douluo, dressed in white, slowly rose and flew to the sky above the vast arena.

Those present were very excited and eager to participate.

Sword Douluo pressed down with his right hand, and the scene that had begun to stir quickly quieted down.

His resounding voice echoed throughout the arena in an instant: "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, hereby announce that the Soul Master Exchange Competition now begins!"

Thunderous applause and cheers erupted.

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 qualification tournament. 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 this competition. 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 casualties, since bloodshed is a joyous occasion for all. I urge everyone to carefully consider whether or not 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 will receive a 40,000-year soul bone, and the third-place winner will receive a 30,000-year soul bone."

Before he finished speaking, the three soul bones hovered around Sword Douluo, gleaming white in the light.

Upon hearing that there would be casualties, some forces with less strength began to back down.

Sword Douluo also wanted to use this to scare away some weaker people.

After all, if the disciples of the three upper sects were to attack Lan Minghua's disciple, the fewer people there were, the better, to avoid accidentally injuring others.

But after seeing those few soul bones, some people still chose to grit their teeth and participate.

When no one objected, Lan Minghua made a move.

In an instant, everyone's attention was focused 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 his men also narrowed their eyes. This was the most important part, and there absolutely could not be any problems.

Unexpectedly, Lan Minghua slowly stood up and, seemingly oblivious to everyone else, rummaged through his clothes, saying, "I remember hiding here, don't I?"

Everyone was puzzled, completely unaware of what Lan Minghua was up to.

Just as they were completely baffled, Lan Minghua pulled out a soul bone of even higher quality from somewhere.

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Finally, he spoke up: "The rewards for this exchange competition aren't very good, so I'll sponsor you instead."

As he spoke, he flung the Azure Bull Python's right arm bone toward Sword Douluo's position, and with a bang, it shattered the 30,000-year-old soul bone.

"Let's take this 100,000-year-old azure ox python's right arm bone as the prize for winning this competition."

Lan Minghua sat back down, as if he had done something so simple.

The room fell silent for a moment, then erupted into a heated discussion.

"W-what! The right arm bone of a 100,000-year-old azure bull python!"

"A 100,000-year-old soul bone! That's a 100,000-year-old soul bone!"

"This is insane! Insane! Offering 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, who were both titled Douluo, were shocked by Lan Minghua's actions.

"That really is a 100,000-year-old soul bone! Has Lan Minghua gone mad?!"

Although Tang Xiao is a titled Douluo and has many soul bones, none of them are 100,000-year soul bones.

As a titled Douluo, he could naturally sense whether the soul bone was a 100,000-year-old soul bone.

A look of greed appeared in Yu Yuanzhen's eyes. If he hadn't been wary of Lan Minghua, he probably would have already gotten up and snatched it.

The location of the Spirit Hall shocked Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, 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-old soul bone. It seems I have no choice but to go all out."

Yan is a member of the Spirit Hall's Golden Generation and is currently a level 48 Soul Master.

In addition, Hu Liena is also level 48, and Xie Yue is level 49.

Hu Liena nodded and said in a deep voice, "Originally, the teacher just wanted us to suppress the arrogance of the disciples of the three upper sects, but now we have a reason not to lose."

"In that case, let them see what the Spirit Hall's Golden Generation 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 a 100,000-year-old soul bone falls into the hands of the three upper sects, their strength will increase by more than just a little.

When Sword Douluo saw the 100,000-year-old soul bone so close at hand, it would be a lie to say that he had no desire at all.

However, since it was Lan Minghua who brought out the 100,000-year-old soul bone, he dared not have any ideas.

After all, my arms are still aching slightly.

He took a deep breath and announced loudly, "I hereby declare the competition for Soul Master Exchange Tournament slots open!"

(End of this chapter)