Number 96's eyes sparkled, and he smiled and said, "Mr. Ye, what do you think of today's game?" Ye Qian nodded slightly: "Interesting." Number 96 chuckled and said, "I think so too. I just looked at the draw and we won't meet in this round." "It doesn't matter if we meet, because there is no one who can beat me yet." Ye Qian'an waved his hand and said. "Really? We'll have to wait and see." Number Ninety-Six smiled indifferently, stood up, turned around and walked towards Number Ninety-Eight. There was also a bit of disdain on his face. He thought that his test was enough for this arrogant young man. Ye Qian'an's eyes were still very indifferent, without even a hint of brilliance. "Dear guests, the game is about to begin." The staff came in to announce. Number 96 and Number 98 stood up at the same time. This time they did not show any sign of modesty, but took the lead and strode out. The Golden Hall was still bustling with activity, and today, the circular stage in the center could finally accommodate all the contestants. Forty-eight soul guide production tables were neatly placed on the circular stage, forming arcs. The VIP areas that seemed to be suspended in the air were already full of people, and the ordinary areas in the Golden Hall were even more packed.

Some changes have occurred in the Golden Hall. A platform has appeared behind the competition stage. This platform is about five meters above the ground. It is rectangular and fifty meters long, almost connecting one end of the Golden Hall to the other. However, it is only five meters wide and is suspended in the air by steel cables. Soon, Ye Qian'an was brought to the competition stage by the staff. The soul guide production tables were facing each other in pairs. Opposite each soul guide was their opponent who was decided by drawing lots in this round. Ye Qian'an's opponent was a young man with a very ugly appearance, with messy and slightly yellow hair. His appearance was really not flattering, but his eyes were firmly fixed on the various rare metals placed on the competition stage. There is a three-layer storage grid on all soul guide production tables. Each layer is filled with various metals. The first layer is conventional metals, and the two layers above are rare metals. Such abundant materials are enough to make even a seventh-level soul guide. At this moment, three small circular platforms slowly rose in front of the competition stage, and an old man stood on each platform. The platform rose until it was one meter higher than the competition stage before it stopped. The old man standing in the center said in a deep voice: "Hello, soul masters and guests. I am the chief referee of this competition. The competition is about to begin. The timer will officially start after I announce the start of the competition. The time limit is two hours. Within two hours, soul masters can make soul guides to the best of their ability. You have only one goal, and that is to defeat your opponent. The winner will advance." When he finished saying this, all the participating soul masters raised their heads at the same time and looked at their opponents. From this round of competition, the rewards for winning the competition became very generous. The yellow-haired soul mentor opposite Ye Qian slowly raised his head and said, "Hello brother, my name is Gao Dalou. Come on, let's have a good fight." Ye Qian'an nodded slightly and stopped looking at him, instead turning his attention to the rare metals on the table. "Contestants, prepare." The referee shouted in a deep voice. Gao Dalou immediately lowered his head, his eyes becoming sharp as he stared at a piece of rare metal that he had already carved. "The game begins. Raise the soundproof shield." The chief referee shouted. Twelve hourglasses placed in conspicuous positions rotate at the same time. When all the sand in these hourglasses has run out, the time ends. "Get up!" Ye Qian'an shouted softly and raised his hand with a slight movement. All the metal on the metal table floated up uncontrollably and slowly rotated around him. His eyes narrowed slightly, and his mental power spread out instantly, carefully sensing the characteristics of each metal. Ye Qian'an paused for a moment, then began to dance with his hands. Invisible attacks continued to fly around on the suspended metals, iron filings flew everywhere, and a complex magic circle was quickly carved into shape as his hands waved. Although the sound from outside could not reach the competition stage due to the soundproofing shield, the high-level gamblers who came to watch the game still kept quiet tacitly and focused their eyes on the objects they were betting on. It is impossible for soul guides like Ye Qian'an who do not follow the ordinary path to not attract attention. Some people have already focused their attention on him, and some people have tried to bet on him. Time passed by minute by minute. The first person to complete the production of the soul guide was Soul Guide No. 96, who took a full hour. He glanced at the other busy soul guides and delivered his work. The second person to finish was No. 96's opponent. When No. 96 said that he had completed the production, his opponent took a look at the soul guide he had completed, and then gave up his production with a dead look on his face. The gap was too obvious and there was no need to continue. Most soul engineers started to complete the production after an hour and a half. This was a competition, and it was not necessary for every soul engineer to make his or her strongest soul guide. The time was limited, and the best way to make it was to make the strongest soul guide that one could complete within the limited time. Gao Dalou was completed a quarter of an hour earlier than Ye Qian'an, but he was not in a hurry to hand in the work. Instead, he stood opposite and watched Ye Qian'an who was making the soul guide. The more he looked, the more frightened he became. He could not understand any of those formations, but he could intuitively feel that they were very dangerous. To him, the young man in front of him was very strange. He was now a little curious about what kind of soul guide Ye Qian'an had made.

Ye Qian'an spent more than an hour to complete his work. When the final splicing was completed, what appeared in front of him was a wearable palm cannon about 40 centimeters long. It could be seen that he could completely wrap his entire forearm in it. Not only that, there were three shiny muzzles on the back of his hand. "Is it done?" Gao Dalou asked tentatively while standing opposite. "Yes." Ye Qian'an smiled slightly and nodded towards the tall building opposite. "Well, let's go and finish the work together." Gao Dalou said. The two men stood up at the same time and handed the completed soul guides to the three referees for them to make their judgment. Gao Dalou made a soul guide cannon. After all, today's competition was to be a confrontation, and an offensive soul guide was obviously the most useful. Otherwise, making a defensive soul guide would be a competition of soul power. "Level 4 concussion cannon, with blasting effect. A very good level 4 soul guide." The three judges commented after looking at the soul guide cannon in the tall building. Then they were stunned when they saw the wearable palm cannon that Ye Qian handed over. A few minutes later... "Ahem, my friend, what is the function of your palm cannon? The structure is a bit special!" Ye Qian'an said in a cold voice: "My soul guide is called the Horned Camp, which barely reaches the sixth level of soul guide. It has the functions of capturing, controlling, tracking and aiming. The power is unknown, but he determines the true power based on the soul power of the soul master. If you don't believe it, you can try it." After the three referees whispered for a while, the chief referee looked at the two and said, "We suggest that you have a confrontation to determine the final winner. After all, for soul masters, it is equally important to use soul guides in battle." "Okay." Gao Dalou readily agreed. The chief referee said in a deep voice: "Let me tell you the rules of the game. When you fight each other, you can only use the soul guide you just made. You can also use your soul power freely. But you are not allowed to use any soul skills or other soul guides. Once you use other soul guides to defend yourself, it means you have lost the fight. Of course, you only have one life. Winning or losing is important, but saving your own life is equally important." "I understand." Gao Dushou agreed. Ye Qian'an said calmly, "I understand too." "Okay. Come on, send them into the confrontation area." A staff member came over immediately and led the two people to the two ends of the confrontation area. "Brother Chen, the soul guide made by that young man just now is very unusual! Did you see anything?" The one sitting on the left among the three referees asked in a low voice. The chief judge said in a deep voice, "It is very unusual. The way he engraved and the formations are so unique that even we may not be able to recognize them, let alone those who judged them." The referee on the right said, "Let's see how they fight. That tall building is no ordinary guy either. He has a ranking engraving knife. It's hard to say who will win." The chief referee smiled slightly and said, "It seems that there are quite a few outstanding talents in our Xishui League Division." "Well, after this competition is over, we need to ask our superiors if we can recruit some people. These two are both good. I will go back and investigate their backgrounds." Ye Qian'an and Gao Dalou entered the narrow confrontation area. Outside the competition stage, the audience's emotions suddenly became excited. Although many soul masters had already submitted their works, most of them had their winners and losers determined by the referees. Ye Qian'an faced off against Gao Dalou, and this was the first confrontation of the day. The chief referee has also entered the confrontation zone at this time, but his position is on a platform diagonally above the confrontation zone. "Are you all ready?" the referee asked in a deep voice. "Ready." Gao Dalou said loudly. Ye Qian also nodded. "The fight begins. The winner advances." With the chief referee's shout, Gao Dalou and Ye Qian'an raised their hands at the same time. The soft light of the soul guide cannon in Gao Dalou's hand emerged from the surface of the soul guide cannon.

The palm cannon worn on Ye Qian'an's right hand, with deep red light mixed with a scorching aura, began to condense in his palm. The noisy sounds in the golden hall immediately returned to silence, and pairs of eyes were fixed on the two people in the field. This kind of direct competition between soul guides may determine the winner after one or two attacks. The charging time of the soul guide cannon in Gao Dalou's hand was very short, and a bright white ball of light with a little silver light whizzed out. The size of the cannonball was one foot in diameter, and the direction of attack was the center, and it locked onto Ye Qian'an's position. Ye Qian'an's eyes focused, and he raised his right arm calmly. The palm cannon instantly burst out with a strong light, and a dark red energy beam shot out, accurately meeting the white light ball emitted by the tall building. Two powerful energies collided in the air, making a loud bang. The shock wave generated by the explosion spread in all directions, causing the surrounding air to become distorted. "It's not over yet, capture it!" Ye Qian'an shouted, and saw several rays of light shot out from the palm cannon in an instant, like agile tentacles, quickly spreading towards the direction of the tall building. The speed of the light was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye it arrived in front of the tall building and wrapped around his body. At the same time, the three small cannon muzzles on the back of Ye Qian'an's right hand flickered slightly, and the light was looming. Ye Qian'an stared at the tall building that was bound by the light with sharp eyes. The tall building struggled hard, trying to break free from this sudden bondage, but the light seemed to have extremely strong toughness, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not get rid of it. The audience was in an uproar. They had not expected Ye Qian's palm cannon to have such a unique function. The atmosphere in the golden hall was extremely tense, and everyone was looking forward to the next development of this duel. Ye Qian'an was not in a hurry to launch further attacks. He seemed to be waiting for the best opportunity. When Gao Dalou saw that his efforts to break free were futile, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. He suddenly mobilized all his spiritual power, ready to go all out. At this moment, Ye Qian'an moved. Three tiny but powerful energy beams shot out from the three small cannons at the same time, heading straight for the tall building. The three beams were extremely fast, interweaving into a complex pattern in the air. The tall building's face changed drastically, and it instantly felt an unprecedented crisis. However, he was restrained and unable to dodge. Three energy beams hit him accurately, causing a series of explosions and smoke that blocked everyone's sight. After a while, the smoke gradually dissipated. Gao Dalou was seen half-kneeling on the ground, his clothes were a little damaged, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were full of unwillingness, but he had to admit his failure. The chief referee was watching all this from above. Seeing that the winner had been decided, he announced loudly: "Number 62 wins, and advances to the next round!" Ye Qian'an nodded slightly, turned around and walked towards the stage. Without stopping for long, he soon left the Green Hotel. In the Golden Hall, "Chen An, what is the origin of No. 62? The soul guide he made is very special!" The chief judge called Chen An to his side and asked in a low voice. Chen An whispered: "Sir Chen, it's not that I don't want to tell you, but the VIP No. 62 has a special status and we can't afford to offend him. He..." At this point, he made a gesture. The referee was surprised: "Are you sure?" Chen An leaned close to his ear and whispered something in a low voice. "Well. Okay, go ahead. Don't let anyone know what I asked you just now." There was an obvious flash of fear in the chief judge's eyes, and then he immediately returned to normal. "Yes." Chen An laughed secretly in his heart. How could I possibly let you get in touch with Lord Ye Liuyun? I am counting on the Lord to help me become rich. ......... (End of this chapter)