Chapter 385 How can there be so many things that have to be meaningful?
Chapter 385 How can so many things have to be meaningful?
"I really don't know why we need to participate in this Soul Master Competition."
Davis looked at the map in his hand, then looked up at the clear blue sky, feeling the strong wind blowing around him, with a helpless look on his face.
"Why don't you go back and ask the sect master?"
Jaynes kicked away a soul master who rushed towards him, patted the dust on his clothes a few times, turned around and said.
"Forget it." Davis shook his head, and suddenly lost his mood when he thought of Ning Fengzhi's face that always wore a refined smile.
There is no need to ask a question that you already know the answer to.
It is now the second day of the competition, and the fighting has surprised many people. At least there are really dead people.
He died in front of everyone. He was a hunter who was lying in ambush near the starting point. He was about level 30. Maybe he didn't see the situation clearly, maybe he was too eager, or maybe he didn't know how to hide himself?
Maybe the contestants are too excited?
Anyway, countless soul skills rushed towards the hunter at that time, and they were so colorful and beautiful.
It's quite scary when it's fried into minced meat.
The flesh and blood that exploded everywhere didn't scare anyone, nor did it disgust anyone, but it succeeded in making everyone realize one thing.
This is really no longer a competition in the arena. They need to truly face death and fight with real soul masters.
It also successfully made some timid people turn around and return to the starting point.
Unfortunately, few people turn around and return to the starting point, and most still choose to move forward.
Soul master is a high-risk profession, and everyone is prepared for it.
What kind of soul master would you be if you were afraid of death?
Besides, with the current situation on the mainland, there will be a fight sooner or later. There is nothing wrong with having more experience.
Of course, it also succeeded in making people wonder, what is the significance of such a soul master competition?
Because this may be the last soul master competition.
From now on it will probably be the Paladin Competition, or there may not be any competition at all.
Anyone who is not blind can see the huge advantages of Wuhun Palace and Camelot, both in terms of soul master strength and organizational power.
Wuhun Palace is a force that has existed on the mainland for countless years. Branch halls are located in every city on the continent. To be serious, there are branch halls in every village.
After all, although the dilapidated wooden house is a bit dilapidated and there are no staff stationed there, its official name is still the Wuhun Branch Hall.
Such a tentacle has spread all over the continent. It has existed for countless years and has countless soul masters under its command. Now they are sharpening their swords and looking at the entire continent.
Camelot, no matter what reputation the Paladins have and how promising their future is, it still cannot change the nature of it being a political entity.
From the perspective of style, behavior, and the process of rise, it is the basic national policy of this country to hang the nobles on the tower and force the soul masters to be under control.
In other words, this country cannot get along with the chaotic forces on the mainland.
The one with the best compatibility turned out to be Wuhundian, who had been fighting and killing Camelot for so long.
It's quite magical and realistic.
Although very little information has been circulated about this country, one thing that is certain is that all the people are practicing and are all Paladins.
Such a country would almost make me want to promote Paladins across the continent.
Right now, the situation on the mainland is so tense.
It is already very strange to have a fun soul master competition.
And now that such a fun competition is controlled by Wuhun Palace, the fun is even greater.
Dead people? This is not important. There are no dead people anywhere on the mainland. There are too many accidental farts in the wild.
Hunting each other? This doesn't change the fun nature of this competition.
The question is, in this fun competition that may be the last one, Wuhun Palace has given out so many rewards and made it even more fun, attracting the attention of all the soul masters. What is it for?
"How can so many things have to have meaning?
"If everything has to be meaningful, the mainland should already belong to the Spirit Hall."
Qian Ningshuang looked around, with an expression of regret written on her face.
"Your fishing plan failed."
Gu Yuena also sighed with regret.
"No one is a fool. Those who blatantly reveal their position from the beginning either have a trap or are very confident in their own strength."
Qian Ningshuang shook her head, chose to accept the fact that she had only harvested three scrolls, and opened the scrolls casually.
On the map, their team had deviated far from the planned route.
——This is typical fishing.
It's a pity that not many people took the bait.
"What should I say next?" Gu Ningqiu tilted her head. If she couldn't catch fish, she had to do something. She couldn't just rush to Wuhun City without doing anything all the way.
"Let's spread out and try to eliminate 90% of the teams."
Qian Ningshuang sighed, fishing couldn't work, so this was the only way.
Anyway, with the strength of this team, it doesn't matter if they are scattered.
“It’s long overdue!
"With Sister Shuang and you guys here, I don't have much room to show off!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the figure had already flown into the sky. He was the grandson of Guangxiang Douluo.
"He rushed so fast and didn't even ask how to identify the competing teams."
Liu Sushang looked at the figure rushing out, frowned slightly, and then relaxed.
"So, is there any way to quickly find the competition team?"
Ji Honglie turned to look at Qian Ningshuang, who was holding the scroll, with a look of anticipation on his face.
"No."
"Really not. For example, our soul guide is specially made and can display all teams or something?"
Ji Honglie still refused to give up.
"Really not, we don't have any special ones anymore.
"It's specially made and it doesn't show the team either."
Qian Ningshuang responded with a serious expression.
"No, sister, my dear sister, our Wuhun Palace's fate is too shameless. We only took advantage of one loophole in the entire competition, and it was for the Wind and Fire Team.
“As a result, Shrek’s group of clowns frequently took advantage of the situation and acted like they didn’t see it, and they claimed to be smart.
"Aren't we going to drill now?"
Ji Honglie was a little crazy. Sooner or later, those stubborn old guys from Wuhun Palace would take their place!
"Why drill? Or, do we need to drill?"
"What's the meaning?"
"If we can't find the team, why don't we just defeat them all? You shouldn't even be able to sense soul power, right?"
"???"
"Don't worry about whether he is a member of the participating team or whether he has a token. If you sense the soul power, just go up and beat him up."
Miss Gu Yuena said so.
"I decided so happily, Xiao Hei, let's go!"
After patting the orange cat in her arms, Qian Ningshuang threw it out.
"Roar!" Fat Orange, who was suddenly thrown into the air, did not panic at all. He just turned around and glanced at Qian Ningshuang resentfully, and then instantly transformed into a golden and powerful giant tiger.
It also has a pair of white wings.
Why fly by yourself when you have transportation tools?