The only problem is that the multifaceted magic gold is extremely repulsive to soul power, yet it is also quite hard.

Using it to create the core magic circle would be very difficult.

However, none of these are problems in the face of the Blade of the Guardians of Life.

The sharp, emerald-green blade nimbly sliced ​​into the multifaceted magic gold, instantly draining the metal's life force wherever it passed.

Under Han Yu's precise control, only the places where the blade cuts are drained of life force, and the places that have lost their vitality naturally become extremely vulnerable.

Han Yu's carving was as easy as slicing tofu. In no time, the multifaceted magic gold in his hand had been sculpted into a palm-sized, disc-like shape.

As someone who can act as an interpreter, A Jin is quite knowledgeable about the production of soul tools. Upon seeing this scene, he was already wide-eyed with astonishment.

"My God! This is absolutely incredible."

The multifaceted demonic gold, which was extremely averse to soul power, was as fragile as tofu in front of contestant number sixty-six's magical carving knife.

On the other side, Number Ninety-Eight was also carving a rare metal and entering the soul tool making state. He stopped looking at Han Yu and focused all his energy on the soul tool in front of him.

With each strike of the Dark Azure Dragon in his hand, a faint blue light would flash by.

The light on the rare metal flickered.

Compared to the quiet on the competition stage.

The entire Golden Hall was in a state of chaos, with everyone engaged in heated discussions with their familiar companions.

Five hours is indeed a very long time.

After more than an hour of observation.

Some people have already left.

But they didn't actually leave. They just went to get something to eat.

In this regard, Xishuimeng provides excellent service; there is a dedicated area outside the Golden Hall where food and drinks are served.

And it's all free.

You can also get a free blanket. The sofas where the gamblers sit are very large and comfortable. Although sleeping on them can't compare to sleeping on a bed, it's still much better than sitting around doing nothing for a few hours.

The lights throughout the Golden Hall dimmed over time. Only the lights on the competition stage were the brightest.

Special staff members quietly went up on stage, delivered food and drinks to the Soul Masters, and then quietly left.

Even their shoes had thick cotton soles.

To avoid making too much noise and affecting the Soul Masters' work.

Time passed by, and one finished product after another gradually emerged.

After a period of commentary, Ajin stepped down from the stage to rest.

It was already late at night, and the gamblers needed to rest; they wouldn't listen to any more explanations.

The six people on the competition stage were all very focused, and none of them wanted to waste even a single moment.

Whenever a soul tool is completed, the soul tool master will raise his hand to signal to the judge, who will then inspect it.

Only after confirming that it has just been made and that its function has been verified can the Soul Master put it away.

It is intended for use in later competitive matches.

When an hour and a half had passed, Soul Master No. 98, who was opposite Han Yu, had already completed two works.

Meanwhile, Han Yu hadn't even made a single piece yet.

Of the six Soul Masters, he was the only one who hadn't raised his hand even once.

This made some gamblers who hadn't rested, were still excited, and had placed their bets on him very anxious.

Of course, this is only a small portion of gamblers; after all, only those with an exceptionally strong gambling instinct would choose to bet on unconventional methods.

Three hours had passed, and four pieces of artwork number ninety-eight had been completed.

This is quite an astonishing speed; all four of his works are level five soul tools.

Given the limited time available, a level 6 Soul Master might not necessarily create a level 6 Soul Tool.

In battle, a Soul Master's primary concern should be self-preservation, not attacking the enemy.

Therefore, a single soul tool is clearly insufficient for combat.

The best choice is to have multiple soul tools that are balanced and suit your needs.

Three hours passed, and Han Yu still hadn't raised her hand even once.

On the soul tool manufacturing table in front of him, there were already many parts that looked very complicated.

Some were core magic arrays, but many more were components that even the judges couldn't understand.

Nobody knows what he's going to do.

To this day, not a single finished product has been produced.

During breaks in production, Number Ninety-Eight would occasionally look up at Han Yu, his eyes filled with a hint of doubt. What on earth was this kid doing?

Why haven't we produced a single finished product yet?

Since he dared to use that thing as a wager, he must have some ability.

Did they panic?

No, there must be some special way. His eyes are very focused; he doesn't look like he's giving up.

With this in mind, Number Ninety-Eight naturally paid more attention to Han Yu, his gaze frequently drifting to the opposite side, and his own work slowed down slightly.

He soon discovered that what Han Yu had made actually resembled a soul tool, with the components vaguely arranged in a similar pattern.

To create a soul tool?

Is he going to resort to high-powered gambling?

Number Ninety-Eight narrowed his eyes slightly, and after a moment's thought, immediately began to work on another soul tool.

His movements quickened noticeably, metal shards flew from his hands, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. Kid, didn't you want to ambush me with a powerful soul tool?

Then I'll let your plans die in the womb.

The production of the soul tools was proceeding at a rapid pace. As the number of times the six soul masters raised their hands gradually increased, the gamblers who had been resting earlier also gradually woke up.

The five-hour competition is drawing to a close.

Of the six Soul Masters, only Han Yu is an oddball who hasn't produced a single finished product yet.

Four and a half hours later, Han Yu, who had been busy and tense the whole time, finally raised her head, her face clearly showing signs of exhaustion.

Despite his powerful mental strength, he was quite tired after being in a state of high tension for several hours and rushing to finish the soul tool in front of him.

At this moment, there were at least nearly a hundred components on the soul tool manufacturing table in front of him.

This soul tool was designed by Han Yu specifically with the Blade of Guardians of Life as its core competitive advantage.

This was his first time making one, which is why he had to be very careful.

Of course, this is also largely due to the complexity of the soul tool itself.

I glanced at the hourglass; there was only half an hour left. At least I could finish in time.

Han Yu did not rush to begin, but instead sat there with her eyes closed, focused her mind, and circulated her soul power to regulate her body's condition.

A full quarter of an hour passed, and Han Yu remained seated there, motionless.

The end of the match is drawing ever closer.

Although only a very small number of people have placed their bets on him, even these few are extremely dissatisfied with his appearance, and many have already stood up and started cursing.

Each time a Soul Master completes the creation of a Soul Tool, a corresponding doll will appear on their table as a symbol.

At this point, the Soul Master who had created the most Soul Tools had completed six works.

Only Han Yu's side has not completed the production of a single soul tool.

If you don't have any of them, you don't even have the right to compete later!

With only a quarter of an hour remaining out of the five hours, the situation was dire.

The final quarter-hour of the Mingdu Soul Mentor Elite Competition's top six finalists from the Xishui Alliance has begun.

Han Yu, who had been sitting upright with his eyes closed, finally opened them. Two sharp glints flashed in his eyes, and then he began to move.

An invisible layer of spiritual detection enveloped his workbench.

Those complex components seemed to have been numbered beforehand.

With a flick of his right hand, he drew a component from afar into his grasp. He pressed the component down, hooking it onto another component and placing it flat on the workbench. Then, his right hand moved with the agility of a butterfly flitting among flowers.

The speed was so fast that it even left afterimages on the production table.

The various soul tool components, made of different shapes and sizes and various rare metals, were constantly being assembled in his hands.

Gradually, a soul tool took shape on the crafting table in front of him.

Time passed minute by minute.

The other five Soul Masters had already completed their creations, and none of them would try to compete for those last few minutes.

I always left myself some leeway in the previous productions.

Their gazes all fell on Han Yu without prior arrangement.

Seeing that there wasn't even a single doll representing the completion of a soul tool on his competition stage, the five soul masters all showed different expressions.

Even Yuan Gungun's eyes flashed with a hint of anxiety.

The mortal realm's protection—that's a level nine soul tool!

What is the boss doing? With his mental detection guidance, how could he not make a soul tool in five hours?

As the hourglass dwindled, the fine sand gradually slipped away.

A smug smile appeared on Number Ninety-Eight's face.

Regardless of whether Han Yu could finish making the soul tool in his hands, he believed that victory was already in his grasp.

With such a tight production schedule, the possibility of mistakes is extremely high. Will this soul tool even be able to function?

In other words, is it possible to make it successfully?

Even if I succeed, I already have a plan. What can a single soul tool do?

Hmm. The stakes are pretty good: a soul tool of level eight or higher, which looks like it's for defense, perfect for me.

"It's done."

Han Yu suddenly raised her right hand, and the soul tool in front of her landed on the workbench with a "bang".

The hourglass still had a tiny bit of sand left.

The gamblers who had bet on him collapsed in their seats as if they had lost their souls. Finally, a soul tool was completed, which meant that Han Yu had a sliver of hope!

Having a chance is always better than having none.

Number 98, who was opposite Han Yu, frowned.

He saw that what Han Yu had made was a uniquely styled soul tool, which was in the shape of a shield.

The shield is divided into three parts from the outside. The center is a slightly convex sphere, about the size of a human head, with a silvery-white metal surface that shimmers with a soft emerald green light.

Centered on it, the outer ring is mostly iron-gray metal, which doesn't look particularly eye-catching.

The outermost ring is a light blue metallic ring.

It is relatively narrow.

However, upon closer inspection, it becomes clear that the entire shield is pieced together from many components, incorporating various rare metals. Even a seasoned Soul Master like Number Ninety-Eight would find it difficult to identify them all at once.

"The competition time is up. All participating Soul Masters, please stop."

Please have the three judges examine the soul tools they created.

The emcee, Ajin, had already returned to the competition stage.

As the soundproof soul guide device landed, a cacophony of noise immediately flooded the competition stage.

The three judges had already come to the stage, and their first target was Han Yu.

Why didn't he create any soul tools in the previous competitions?

Their first task is to determine this.

Is Han Yu still qualified to continue the current match?

Floating in the air above the golden hall, in a VIP room in the very center.

Seven or eight people were sitting inside.

Sitting in the very center was a woman dressed in a long black robe. The wide robe completely covered her body, and her gender could only be identified by the curves of her body.

A cloak covered his head, and a black veil covered his face, revealing only a pair of very strange blue-gray eyes that quietly gazed outside.

The entire VIP room was quiet at this moment; everyone was looking outside but no one uttered a sound.

"Third brother, what do you think about the situation of number sixty-six?" the woman sitting in the center asked calmly.

The man she called "Third Brother" was an elderly man in his sixties with long, silver-gray hair cascading down his back. He was very robust, and despite his age, his eyes were quite sharp.

"Vice Leader, that young man is not simple."

From the very beginning, I noticed that he was making a very complex composite soul tool.

However, this is the first time I've seen his method of production.

There are seventeen core magic arrays in total. The largest one is an energy-gathering core magic array, which is the one in the center of his shield.

He was the slowest when he was making it, but I couldn't see anything strange about it.

The other sixteen core magic arrays should all be similar to reflective rays.

There are some differences.

The six core magic arrays he set up on the outermost edge, if I'm not mistaken, look like reversed reflective rays.

In other words, it is very likely to have adsorption capabilities.

"Rebound plus absorption? Then what is his purpose?" A hint of doubt appeared in the vice leader's silver-gray eyes.

The third brother shook his head and said, "I can't guess that either. Although he's not very high in terms of Soul Master level, every Soul Master has their own creativity."

The complexity of his soul tool is comparable to that of a level seven device.

Finally, during assembly, it became clear that many of the mechanisms involved had structures I couldn't understand either. (End of Chapter)

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