Douluo Continent, Huo Yuhao who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 677 The Red and White Sphere (Daily Voyage)

Upon seeing Huo Yuhao and the other two, Number 96 and Number 98 both instinctively shuddered.

None of these three are easy to mess with. The woman is formidable, and the man is even more so. Any one of them could probably crush the two brothers.

Numbers 96 and 98 arrived rather late today. They had barely sat down when staff came to inform them that the competition was about to begin.

Upon re-entering the Golden Hall, in this magnificent hall bustling with activity, they immediately became the center of attention.

With only six players remaining, the arena in the Golden Hall became much more spacious, divided into three distinct areas.

Each area has two extra-large soul tool crafting tables.

In the center of the competition area, there were also three round tables.

Each table was piled high with rare metals—the prize for today's winner.

Huo Yuhao and his two companions, along with No. 96 and No. 98, were led to a passageway behind the competition stage, instead of entering through the main entrance of the Golden Hall as usual.

Besides the five of them, a young man in his late twenties was already waiting there, his face showing extreme excitement.

According to the information, this is a level 5 Soul Master, and among the six of them, he is the weakest.

If Huo Yuhao remembers correctly, he should be number eighty-five.

On the stage, a handsome young man dressed in glittering gold clothes strode onto the stage.

"Distinguished guests, good afternoon. I am the emcee for this match, you can call me A-Jin. I will be providing commentary for this game."

As soon as they heard that the match was about to begin, the audience in the Golden Hall became excited, and cheers and whistles rose and fell.

Soon, Huo Yuhao filtered out the MC A Jin's rambling, and only after the other party finished speaking did the six people go up to the competition stage one by one.

"Now, let's begin the lottery!"

When the emcee uttered those four words, Number Ninety-Eight glanced in Huo Yuhao's direction, seemingly unintentionally.

For so many days, he had been restrained despite being reprimanded by Number Ninety-Six, and had been observing Huo Yuhao's work on the soul tool with the utmost seriousness.

He had to admit that the other party definitely possessed formidable strength and a profound level of skill in crafting soul tools.

Huo Yuhao was the opponent he least wanted to face in the draw, without exception.

The lottery method is very simple.

A crystal ball contains six smaller balls, each with a magnet.

Each of the three areas inside the crystal ball is also filled with magnets.

As the crystal ball spins, those that are attracted together will become today's opponents.

Among them, the two balls labeled 96 and 98 have already been attracted, indicating that the two players will not meet in today's match.

Huo Yuhao's opponent was number ninety-eight. Yes, that's the one who didn't look people in the eye properly and ended up kneeling down after being glared at by Huo Yuhao.

Upon hearing the result, Number Ninety-Eight's expression changed drastically.

Others might not know, but he and Number Ninety-Six knew it all too well.

The opponent is absolutely powerful.

Number 98 is now completely despondent and even contemplates suicide.

Huo Yuhao nodded in satisfaction.

"Alright, the draw is over. We now have 15 minutes for our distinguished guests to place their bets. The 15-minute countdown has begun. Soul Masters from the three participating teams, please take your positions."

"The next five hours will be tough for you, but the winner will receive five kilograms of each of the fifty-four rare metals."

"These are all controlled items under strict supervision by the Empire. Not only can they not be bought on the market, but they are also rare treasures even on the black market."

That's the truth.

Among this pile of rare metals, there are several that even Huo Yuhao finds enviable.

At this moment, the three referees sent by the Xishui Alliance for this match had already taken to the stage.

Because this is the final six-team battle, all the referees who came this time were level seven soul masters.

Everyone's face was covered by a veil.

Clearly, they all hold a certain status in the outside world and are afraid of being recognized by acquaintances.

The fifteen-minute betting period ended quickly, and the bettors returned to their seats.

"The match begins!"

As soon as the chief referee announced the start of the match, the soundproof shield was raised instantly, and the emcee retreated outside the competition area.

With the announcement that the competition was about to begin, the six Soul Masters moved simultaneously.

There is no limit to the number of soul tools that can be produced in this competition; you can use as many as you can make within the limited time.

As for how to choose the quantity and power, that depends on each Soul Master's own combination.

Huo Yuhao felt exceptionally relaxed today, as if he were on vacation.

His unique method of creating soul tools was already commonplace to both the soul masters who had been competing against him and A Jin, who had been brought in to act as a commentator.

After glancing at number ninety-eight, Huo Yuhao immediately felt a little regretful.

I should try to play dumb and outsmart them. If I had shown weakness when facing Number 96 and Number 98, would I have had a chance to knock the Dark Azure Dragon sword from Number 98?

Compared to the Soul Masters who were diligently crafting their Soul Tools, the entire Golden Hall was in a state of chaos.

Everyone was having a heated discussion with the leeks they knew.

Five hours is indeed a very long time.

After more than an hour of observation, some people have left to relieve themselves or replenish their energy.

To be fair, Xishuimeng does an excellent job in terms of service.

Not only are free food and drinks provided, but even bedding is offered so that fans can take a nap on the large sofas during boring moments while watching the game.

Although it can't compare to a bed, it's still better than just sitting around doing nothing.

Of these people, only a minority can understand how soul tools are made; most are just there to kill time and gamble.

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

However, few Soul Masters are destined to consume these things.

Every second counts in the creation of soul tools.

However, the faces of many gamblers who chose to take the risk and bet on Huo Yuhao have changed.

Two hours had passed, and Huo Yuhao was still fiddling with the same outer shell of the soul tool, without even starting to create the core array.

Meanwhile, his opponent, Number Ninety-Eight, had already completed the production of his first soul tool and was even one-third of the way through the production of his second soul tool.

"Damn it, it's the same old routine again."

Many gamblers were utterly despondent and had come to believe that Huo Yuhao was a bait released by the authorities.

In the audience, only one old man's eyes lit up as he watched Huo Yuhao's movements. What was gradually taking shape in Huo Yuhao's hand was a small, round ball with red and white stripes. The upper half was red, the lower half was white, and it was divided in the middle by a black horizontal line. There was also a round white button in the center.

(End of this chapter)