At the urging of the staff, Ye Qian'an walked slowly onto the stage holding the pistol. On the other side, No. 98 also came onto the stage equipped with his six soul guides. When their eyes met, No. 98 smiled: "Boy, do you feel the pressure now?" "I didn't feel any pressure, but I felt a strong tone." Ye Qian'an shook his head slightly. Number Ninety-Eight's smile froze instantly, and his face turned gloomy, "Hmph, you're so sharp-tongued, you'll cry later." As he spoke, the six soul guides on his body glowed, and faint soul power fluctuations emanated from them. Ye Qian'an, however, still looked relaxed, playing with his pistol, "I hope your skills are as powerful as your harsh words, don't let me down." The audience held their breath and nervously watched the two people on the stage who were on the verge of a tense situation. Two people entered the competition stage, one on each side, each equipped with the soul guide they had made earlier. "Are you ready?" the referee's question came from the referee's seat higher than the ground. "We're ready." Ye Qian'an and No. 98 said in unison. "Okay. Raise the protective soul guide shield." The pale yellow soul guide shield rose up and turned into a hemispherical shape, covering the entire competition stage to prevent the power of the soul guide from destroying the golden hall during the competition.

Ye Qian raised the gun in his hand, which he named Desert Eagle. However, No. 98 on the opposite side looked calm and composed, holding a peculiar soul guide cannon in his right hand. "The game begins!" With the referee's shout, the final match of today's top six officially began. At this moment, under the feet of No. 98, six soul rings, two yellow, two purple and two black, rose one after another, and rich soul power fluctuations were released from his body. He seemed to be in no hurry to attack. Instead, he took a few steps forward and carried the soul guide cannon in his hand on his shoulder. Among the six soul guides he made, except for the invincible shield, this soul guide took the longest time to make. The soul guide cannon was carried on the shoulder, as if it was embedded in it. The soul guide cannon of No. 98 was silver-white in color, with a faint green light flickering on it. The muzzle at the front was a flat rectangle, which looked a bit strange. The dark flat muzzle flickered faintly. As his soul power increased, the soul guide on No. 98's waist began to emit light. It was also an energy-gathering soul guide, but his energy-gathering soul guide seemed softer than the one No. 85 had. At least on the surface, the soul power fluctuations did not seem too strong. After this soul guide device was turned on, the muzzle of the soul guide cannon on No. 98's shoulder emitted a bright green light, and there was a faint black airflow flowing at the muzzle. "Hmph, just a Soul Emperor. I told you, I'm a Soul Douluo." Ye Qian'an snorted disdainfully. Eight soul rings, two purple, five black and one red, flashed one after another, and suddenly a vast aura spread out towards the outside of the field. Now all the gamblers were slightly stunned. The gamblers who had bet on No. 98 were almost in despair. Could a Soul Douluo really be defeated by No. 98, a mere Soul Emperor? At the beginning, there were two thousand-year soul rings as the base, followed by a series of five ten-thousand-year soul rings, and at the end there was a hundred-thousand-year soul ring. Is this still a soul master? "Swoosh--" The soul guide cannon of No. 98 was fired, and a dark green light band instantly crossed the sky and swept towards Ye Qian'an. After seeing Ye Qian'an's eight soul rings, to be honest, he was already desperate. He originally thought that No. 62 was going to blow him up, but... In the central VIP room, the third elder murmured, "An eight-ring Soul Douluo who has surpassed his limit, I want to see how this kid can resist Merck's Corrosion Decomposition Cannon. With the amplification of the Dark Azure Dragon, the destructive power of this Corrosion Decomposition Cannon can also be ranked among the best among the sixth-level soul guides. Although the explosive power is not strong, the sustained destructive power is the strongest. Even if you are a Soul Douluo, you may not be able to get away with it." At this moment, on the competition stage, Ye Qian'an, who was holding the Desert Eagle, had his eyes turned dark gray, and he was watching as the corrosion decomposition cannon was about to reach him. Suddenly, a layer of gray air was released from the muzzle and condensed into a cloud of smoke, which actually blocked the way of the corrosion decomposition cannon. With a series of "chi" sounds, it forcibly blocked the light band of the corrosion decomposition cannon. Behind Ye Qian'an, a tall and upright figure was looming. Although only the outline was visible and the shape could not be seen clearly, the endless majesty instantly shocked the entire audience. Everyone who was originally sitting in the central VIP room jumped up almost at the same time, with a look of horror on their faces, even the female deputy leader was no exception. They all quickly stood in front of the window, staring at Ye Qian'an below without blinking. The strange scene shocked the whole audience. Under the gaze of all the audience, an atmosphere of deathly silence filled the air. The moment that figure appeared, the entire golden hall seemed to have lost its luster. Standing on the competition stage, No. 98 felt the changes in Ye Qian'an's aura most clearly. It was a feeling of suffocation as if his throat was strangled. The huge pressure and the cold and dead silence made him feel a little breathless. "Undead Scourge - Nirvana!" As Ye Qian'an's low voice sounded, the looming tall figure suddenly pounced forward, and countless gray air currents swept towards No. 98 like a surging wave. These air currents seemed to have life. Wherever they passed, the ground turned a strange grayish-white color, as if the breath of life had been instantly sucked away. No. 98 was indeed a little panicked at this time. He slapped his chest with his right hand, and a circle of white light instantly burst out from his body. The strong impact force isolated the gray-white aura. No one could have imagined that the Soul Master Elite Competition would turn out like this, but no one could say that Ye Qian'an was breaking the rules. After all, the use of soul master abilities was allowed in the top six. However, Ye Qian'an was clearly using the abilities of an evil soul master. If this wasn't where the underground forces were, I'm afraid that the regular soul masters present would have questioned this long ago.

Ye Qian raised his pistol and chanted an obscure spell. The next second, he pulled the trigger: "I will turn you into ashes!" As the trigger was pulled, a thick gray beam of light shot out from the muzzle of the Desert Eagle. There seemed to be countless wronged souls roaring in the beam, and it rushed towards No. 98 with the momentum of destroying everything. Wherever the gray beam passed, cracks appeared in the space, as if it could not withstand this force. Number Ninety-Eight's face was pale. He used all his strength to drive the white halo. At the same time, the other soul guides on his body also released light, trying to form multiple defenses. The white halo trembled violently under the impact of the gray light beam, and the light flickered. The defense formed by other soul guides was also shaky. The timid ones in the audience covered their eyes, not daring to watch the tragic scene. Just as the gray beam was about to break through the white halo defense, the situation was not good. The third elder in the central VIP room could not stay any longer. Before he left, he shouted, "Number 98, admit defeat. End your ability now." With a flicker of light and shadow, the third elder appeared in the air above the golden hall, suspended there. "Who are you? Why do you decide for him? No one can stop the person I want to kill." Ye Qian said lightly. If the Third Elder had not been concerned about the prestige of the Xishui League, he would have rushed directly into the soul guide shield and said urgently: "I am his teacher, I will give you whatever you want, you should end the attack quickly." "His carving knife is pretty good." Ye Qian'an said in a hoarse voice. The Third Elder's face darkened, but as he looked at the defense that was about to be broken, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, as long as you stop attacking, his carving knife will be yours." Number Ninety-Eight was unwilling, but he did not dare to disobey his teacher's orders. He could only watch his beloved Dark Azure Dragon carving knife about to change hands. The corners of Ye Qian'an's mouth rose slightly. He slowly put down the Desert Eagle in his hand, and the gray beam of light gradually dissipated. The shield was opened, and the third elder quickly came to No. 98, helped him up, checked his body, and after confirming that he was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief. When he turned around and looked at Ye Qian'an again, his eyes became strange. The tense atmosphere in the Golden Hall finally eased, but everyone was still shocked by the thrilling battle just now. The third elder glared at No. 98, then took out a carving knife and handed it to Ye Qian'an reluctantly. Ye Qian'an took the carving knife, looked at it carefully, and nodded with satisfaction. At this moment, the three referees had already walked down from the referee's seat, but they did not walk towards Ye Qian'an, but looked at the third elder hesitantly. At this time, another old man came to the stage. He was previously in the central VIP room and was called the second elder. "Your subordinates greet the leader." The three referees bowed to the second elder at the same time. This second elder is the leader of Xishui League. He has a handsome appearance, with white hair neatly combed behind his head, a fluttering white beard, and a kind smile on his face. It is easy to make a good impression on people if you meet him for the first time. "No, I can't give it to him. That's my Dark Azure Dragon!" At this time, No. 98 had already reacted, and stood up and was about to pounce on Ye Qian'an who was holding the Dark Azure Dragon. "If you didn't have a good teacher to protect your life, I could kill you and still take the knife." Ye Qian raised his hand and pointed at No. 98. The dead black aura spread again, as if No. 98 in front of him could be killed in the next second. The Third Elder's face suddenly became ugly. He grabbed Merck who was about to rush over and slapped him in the face: "Isn't it embarrassing enough? Come back with me." As he said that, he took Merck off the stage and disappeared in a flash. On the stage, the leader of Xishui League smiled slightly and said, "Hello, my friend. I am the owner of Xishui League. You can call me Nangong Wan." "Hello." Ye Qian nodded slightly. Nangong Bowl didn't say much and said to the three referees: "Okay, let's announce the result of the game." "Yes." The chief referee said loudly, "After fierce competition, the top three of the Xishui League Division of this Mingdu Soul Mentor Elite Competition have been decided. They are contestant No. 62, contestant No. 44, and contestant No. 96. In addition to receiving today's generous rewards, they will also have the opportunity to represent our Xishui League and compete with the top three from the other two divisions in the finals." Nangong Wan came to Ye Qian'an and said with a smile: "My friend, I wonder if we can talk?" Ye Qian'an said calmly, "There's nothing to talk about. I came here just for the rare metals. Even if we want to talk, let's talk after the finals." Nangong Wan smiled and said, "Of course, since you don't want to talk more, let's talk about it after you win the final championship on behalf of our Xishui League. There is one thing I can tell you in advance. If you win this honor for our Xishui League, then in addition to the rewards of the competition, our Xishui League will also have a separate generous gift for you." "That's great." Ye Qian agreed and went off the stage to receive the award. Nangong Wan stood on the stage, looking at Ye Qian'an with his eyes slightly narrowed, a thoughtful look on his face.

After receiving the reward, Ye Qian'an immediately walked out of the Green Hotel and disappeared in a flash. …… Qingse Hotel, basement level, VIP room. "Teacher, I was wrong." No. 98 knelt down in front of the third elder with a look of shame, his face full of pain. The third elder had a sullen face and said nothing. Number 96 also knelt beside Number 98, lowered his head and said nothing. In addition to the three masters and apprentices, the VIP room also included the leader of the Xishui League, Nangong Wan, the mysterious deputy leader, and several other middle-aged men. "Deputy Leader, what do you think of that young man just now?" Nangong Wan asked in a low voice. The deputy leader's gray-blue eyes revealed a strange glow: "It's very strange, that feeling seems to be what we have been looking for." Nangong Wan was shocked: "You mean, he might be..." The deputy leader nodded slightly and said, "Yes, it's that strange feeling. It's interesting. This young man is very interesting." Nangong Wan said: "I have sent people to follow him. Let's first see where he lives and who he is in contact with. Since he dares to use this ability without any scruples here, he must have some background. I just don't know what his evil soul master martial soul is." The deputy leader said, "You did a good job today and did not alert the enemy. I will report this matter to the leader immediately and ask him to make the decision." "Yes." At this moment, a man in black walked quickly into the room and whispered something in Nangong Wan's ear. "Trash." Nangong Wan shouted coldly. The deputy leader's eyes moved slightly. Nangong Wan said awkwardly: "He was so fast that we lost him. Go and call Chen An." "Yes." The man in black retreated tremblingly. After a while, Chen An walked in quickly and knelt down on one knee: "Greetings to the leader." Since Chen An can be the director of the Golden Hall, he is naturally trusted by Nangong Wan. Nangong Wan frowned and said, "Tell me everything you know about number 62." After seeing the terrifying ability Ye Qian'an displayed in the competition today, Chen An had more confidence in this adult. He also knew that the leader would definitely ask some questions after seeing that scene. He already had the words in mind and hurriedly said, "This number 62 caught my attention when he first came..." At that moment, he recounted Ye Qian'an's story in detail. The smartest thing about him was that nine out of ten of his words were true and one out of ten were false. After listening to his story, Nangong Wan's face looked better. He said to the deputy leader, "It seems that Ye Liuyun's main purpose is to get rare metals. As long as he has the desire, it will be easy. He will definitely come again during the finals. Then, I will talk to him and recruit him." The deputy leader nodded and said, "I will be there that day too, and I will observe a little more. I will listen to the leader's thoughts after I return. Maybe the leader will come here specially for him. I hope he is the one we have been looking for." …… Mingyue Hotel, the door opened silently, an invisible figure quickly entered and then gently closed the door. Ye Qian'an's figure then emerged from the illusion, the light distorted slightly a few times, and everything returned to normal. "I'm back." Gu Yuena's crisp voice came from the bed in the room. "Na'er, you haven't slept yet, or have you been waiting for me?" Ye Qian'an said after a moment of hesitation.

Gu Yuena sat up gently, her long silver hair gleaming mysteriously under the dim light. "I just happened to be awake. How was the game today?" Ye Qianan walked to the bed and sat down, frowning slightly and said, "It's going well. Don't worry, they can't do anything to me. But Na'er, you should not let your guard down during this period of time. Be prepared to deal with any possible situation at any time." Gu Yuena snorted, "When have I ever let my guard down? But you, don't be so conceited." "I have always been very conceited, but you just didn't notice it." Ye Qian leaned over and kissed Gu Yuena gently on the lips. Gu Yuena's cheeks flushed slightly, and she gently pushed Ye Qian'an, "Be serious. What are your plans next?" Ye Qian sat up straight, his eyes became deep, "Dragon Clan Cemetery." …………(End of chapter)