boyutpedia Chapter 190 On Ye Huli's Luck
Chapter 190 On Ye Huli's Luck
Chapter 190 On Ye Huli's Luck
An old man slowly floated above the arena and said in a deep voice, "I am the referee of this competition. Before the hourglass on the corner of your table runs out, you must make a soul tool of at least level three. Once you have completed it, you can continue to participate in the competition. I will supervise you. You must not cheat or take shortcuts. If you fail to complete it, you will be eliminated. You cannot use finished or semi-finished products as substitutes."
With a wave of his hand, the old man caused a slight surge of soul power, and sand began to leak from the hourglasses on all the tables in the arena, while metal materials began to rise from the metal tables.
Ye Nanxiao slowly selected materials, pondering what kind of soul tool would be fun to make.
At the table next to Ye Nanxiao, a young man in his twenties had already started making things. Various metals were constantly changing shapes in his hands, and soon the prototypes of various metals were completed.
Seeing this, Ye Nanxiao also began to make a soul tool. He grabbed a piece of rare metal with his left hand, and condensed a small ice blade at the tips of his right middle and index fingers. His two fingers then began to inscribe the core magic array.
Inside a luxurious floating room, Xiao Hongchen sat cautiously to the side, his mask having fallen off at some point. He smiled apologetically and said, "Little sister, how about I make you a soul tool when we get back this time? Please forgive your brother."
Wearing a half-fox mask, Meng Hongchen stared intently at Ye Nanxiao on the field, afraid of missing a single move. Hearing Xiao Hongchen's words, Meng Hongchen pondered for a few seconds, then said to Xiao Hongchen without turning her head, "You go back first, I'll watch for a while longer."
Xiao Hongchen breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, thankfully his younger sister wasn't angry.
Xiao Hongchen also looked at Ye Nanxiao on the field. After watching for a while, he frowned. "Ye Nanxiao's technique is very special. He first inscribes the core magic array. Moreover, the carving knife in his hand may not be a carving knife, but his own ice."
Meng Hongchen smiled, her beautiful eyes filled with Ye Nanxiao's image. After a while, she said, "This is why I want him. Extreme ice, as hard as cold iron, and immune to all poisons."
Xiao Hongchen knew his younger sister's personality well, so he took a deep breath and said, "Tell me, what's the main reason?"
Meng Hongchen answered Xiao Hongchen's question instantly: "He's handsome!"
Laughing at the Worldly Affairs.
Half of the hourglass had passed quickly, and Ye Nanxiao had completed the inscription of all the core magic arrays. The next moment, all the soul masters on the field felt an astonishing chill and looked in Ye Nanxiao's direction in unison.
Ye Nanxiao's hands moved like a blur as ten ice carving knives, radiating a chilling aura, darted between various rare metals, each piece of metal frozen to the metal table by a thin layer of ice.
A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the old man acting as referee, and soon a young man in black robes flew to the old man's side.
The old man understood the black-robed youth's purpose and waved his hand, signaling the youth to step back. Watching Ye Nanxiao handle all the metal parts simultaneously, especially those inscribed with the core magic array, he couldn't help but sigh in a low voice, "Such amazing ability to focus, and such skillful control over soul power. It seems this championship will be very interesting."
Xiao Hongchen looked at Ye Nanxiao, who was directing ten small ice blades, with a serious expression, his fighting spirit growing stronger.
Only those geniuses he approves of will cooperate with him in a battle!
Meng Hongchen's eyes gleamed with interest as she asked Xiao Hongchen, "Is Ye Nanxiao an exchange student between our academy and Shrek Academy?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Hongchen replied, "That should be the case. Given Ye Nanxiao's level of soul tools, Shrek Academy has no reason not to allocate resources to nurture him."
"Then I won't go to Shrek Academy," Meng Hongchen said.
"Okay. Wait, what did you just say?" Xiao Hongchen looked at Meng Hongchen with a surprised expression.
"Anyway, going to Shrek Academy is just about learning how Soul Masters fight, so this is perfect. Nanxiao can teach us, and he's not just any ordinary Soul Master," Meng Hongchen said.
A bead of cold sweat trickled down Xiao Hongchen's forehead. If Meng Hongchen didn't go to Shrek Academy because of Ye Nanxiao, then Xiao Hongchen, who brought Meng Hongchen out today, would be punished when he returned to Mingde Hall.
Moreover, Jing Hongchen is always strict, and even though Xiao Hongchen has a noble status, Jing Hongchen still punishes him without fail.
Thinking of Jing Hongchen's punishment, Xiao Hongchen couldn't help but shudder. He quickly walked to Meng Hongchen's side and said seriously, "Sister, going to Shrek Academy is Grandpa's request. We must not disobey. Besides, Ye Nanxiao is still a member of Shrek Academy. Although we have a good relationship now, he may become an enemy in the future."
As he continued, Xiao Hongchen deliberately lowered his voice.
"It's alright, Grandpa loves me the most. Besides, how can you be sure that Nanxiao will become an enemy? I'm no worse than Jiang Nannan." Meng Hongchen said, taking off her mask to reveal a stunningly beautiful face, paired with a figure that already had exquisite curves.
If Ye Nanxiao saw this, he would probably sigh and say, "The young girl has grown up."
Xiao Hongchen frowned deeply. It seemed that his younger sister was about to be abducted, and willingly at that.
After controlling the ten ice carving knives to fly around for a while, Ye Nanxiao saw that there was still one-third of the sand in the hourglass. Noticing the gazes gathered on him, he waved his hand and put the ice carving knives into his storage ring.
A burning desire flashed in the eyes of several Soul Masters who were secretly observing, their eyes filled with longing for Ye Nanxiao's ice-carving knife.
For Soul Masters, a good carving knife can help them increase their production efficiency by at least two times.
Of course, they didn't know that Ye Nanxiao's ice carving knife was something he had conjured himself.
After twisting his wrist, Ye Nanxiao quickly began assembling the soul tool.
A gun is formed, with a sniper-like grip at the rear. The gun body is made directly from a Gatling gun barrel, with a single-handed grip below the barrel and on the left side of the barrel to assist in lifting the gun.
"Firepower is a man's romance, especially with a Gatling gun!"
Ye Nanxiao casually placed the gun on the table, and a voice from the next table exclaimed, "Brother, your production process was amazing!"
Looking in the direction of the voice, the person's appearance was passable, with a flat nose, small eyes, and messy, slightly yellowish hair with a piece missing in the middle of the top of his head. Judging from this hairstyle, this person was very strong.
Ye Nanxiao nodded politely, and the man continued, "Brother, your idea is brilliant! Your control over your soul power is truly excellent, and you haven't even released your martial soul yet. Is that a carving knife in your hand?"
Ye Nanxiao took out an ice carving knife from his storage ring and showed it to the man. The knife was shaped like Huo Yuhao's knife.
Seeing this, the man quickened his pace and said disappointedly, "I thought it was a list-carving knife, and I was going to get to see it."
A flash of crimson light appeared in the man's palm, but was quickly withdrawn.
Upon seeing the blood-red color, Ye Nanxiao suddenly remembered that one of the engraving knives in the list seemed to be related to blood and had an owner.
After a moment's thought, Ye Nanxiao asked, "Is your surname Gao?"
Gao Dalou was taken aback for a moment, then became wary. "How did you know? Do you know me?"
Ye Nanxiao chuckled. It really was a tall building. That carving knife must be the Blood Coagulation Carving Knife.
The tall building turned back, its eyes filled with even greater vigilance.
The carving knife in his hand was passed down in his family and had been coveted by countless people. If it weren't for the help of some friends in his family, Gao Dalu wouldn't have reached the level of a Soul Master he is today.
Ye Nanxiao deliberately waited until there was only a little sand left in the hourglass before handing over the finished product. When the old man acting as the judge received the soul tool made by Ye Nanxiao, he glanced at Ye Nanxiao a few more times, and then flew directly to the column of appraisers and sat down in the first place.
Seeing this, Ye Nanxiao suddenly wondered, "Do all big shots like to pretend to be ordinary people?"
The results of the qualifying rounds were announced quickly, and Ye Nanxiao advanced without a doubt. Looking back at Xiao Hongchen's floating room, the room was empty, and even Meng Hongchen had left.
"Young friend, please wait a moment." The old man who had just acted as the referee appeared in front of Ye Nanxiao.
"Sir, is there anything I can help you with?" Ye Nanxiao asked politely.
"I've never seen a soul tool similar to yours before, so I'd like to ask you, young friend, which school of martial arts do you belong to?" The old man stared intently into Ye Nanxiao's eyes, trying to make sure Ye Nanxiao wasn't lying.
"I'm self-taught; I've only received a little instruction from Teacher Xuan Ziwen," Ye Nanxiao said, cupping his hands in greeting.
"Hmm? Then how come I've never seen you before?" The old man's voice suddenly became younger.
Ye Nanxiao [.]
"Oh no, we're doomed!"
The old man followed Ye Nanxiao out of the competition venue and looked up at the sky, which was tinged with a dark red by the light of the capital.
The "old man" ripped off the disguise on his face, revealing a young face.
Ye Nanxiao also took off his mask, revealing his true face.
Ye Nanxiao figured he should be able to buy a lottery ticket today, first the Gao Building, and now he'd seen Xuan Ziwen.
With your luck, winning a prize shouldn't be too difficult, right?
Xuan Ziwen rubbed his face, which was stiff from wearing a disguise mask, and turned to Ye Nanxiao, saying, "I don't give many public lectures, but I at least recognize everyone who comes. I haven't seen you, Xiao Nanye, before."
Just as Ye Nanxiao was about to speak, Xuan Ziwen stroked his chin and said, "It's impossible for me not to remember someone as strikingly beautiful as you."
Ye Nanxiao's smile froze on his face. So what if I'm handsome? Why can't I just admit it? Even though I am a demon.
"But from what you're saying, you know me?" Xuan Ziwen asked.
"I've heard so much about you. My name is Ye Nanxiao, an exchange student from Shrek Academy. I'll be your student then." Ye Nanxiao didn't expect to fool Xuan Ziwen. He introduced himself while taking out his Shrek Academy student certificate.
Xuan Ziwen was still suspicious of Ye Nanxiao, but after seeing Shrek Academy's student certificate, he was relieved and said, "I don't have a name, but since you will be my student in the future, I can borrow this soul tool of yours to take back and study. If you need anything, come to this address to find me. You can't enter Sun Moon Soul Tool Academy now."
Xuan Ziwen handed Ye Nanxiao a note and then prepared to leave.
Ye Nanxiao called out to Xuan Ziwen, "Teacher Xuan Ziwen, please wait a moment. I wonder if you could help me gather some information?"
Xuan Ziwen turned around curiously and asked, "Collect what? Forget about soul tools, don't even think about it."
The Sun Moon Royal Soul Guidance Academy had already issued an order prohibiting the transmission of any information about the academy's soul guidance devices to the outside world.
"It's neither a soul tool nor a rare metal." Ye Nanxiao shook his head and held up one finger. "Help me find out about someone."
"Who?" Xuan Ziwen asked.
"Shangguan Weier from the Ordinary Alliance," Ye Nanxiao said.
Upon hearing Ye Nanxiao mention the name Shangguan Weier, Xuan Ziwen's expression gradually turned serious.
"Where did you learn about this woman?" Xuan Ziwen asked seriously.
"I have a good relationship with the Hongchen siblings from Mingdetang," Ye Nanxiao said with a smile.
"This is just a small token of my appreciation," Ye Nanxiao said, tossing a roll of blueprints to Xuan Ziwen.
"This is... a baby bottle?" Xuan Ziwen glanced at it and quickly noticed its unique feature, his voice becoming excited. "A sealed baby bottle!"
Ye Nanxiao took out four silencing beads from his ring and floated them around himself and Xuan Ziwen to form a sound wave barrier.
"How sincere is that, Teacher Xuan Ziwen?" Ye Nanxiao said with a businesslike smile.
"I'll give you the results in three days." Xuan Ziwen didn't waste any more words, put away the blueprints for the sealed baby bottle, and turned to leave.
"A researcher from the prestigious Mingde Hall would actually come to the underground world of Soul Masters to be a referee. Does he just like to wander around after he's had his fill?" Ye Nanxiao muttered to himself.
Four silencing beads slowly floated up, a flash of white light, and the four silencing beads flew back into Ye Nanxiao's hand. Ye Nanxiao also changed from a boy into an ordinary-looking young man.
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