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As the largest event in the soul master world, the Continental High-Level Soul Master Competition has always attracted more than just soul masters.
Especially since the individual season rules have been changed this year, and there are rewards of three ten-thousand-year soul bones and one hundred-thousand-year soul bones.
From royal nobles to ordinary civilians, everyone turned their attention to this grand event, which was much larger than the previous ones.
In fact, in a historical process like Douluo Continent, which is still in the feudal medieval society, even the free residents of the capital city rarely have any entertainment activities.
This is why the competitions in the Great Fighting Spirit Arena are always enduring.
Of course, the tickets for this continent-wide high-level soul master competition were also sold out immediately.
Some underground banks have been gearing up to make a fortune from this competition.
The entire Tiandou Soul Fighting Arena has been expanded by more than double its size, and the other viewing areas except the VIP area are large enough to accommodate more than 100,000 spectators.
Butian Pavilion even invested money and provided technology to install broadcasting equipment in some large public areas in Tiandou City.
This undoubtedly added considerable popularity to this Continental High-Level Soul Master Competition.
These were some of Ye Ling's marketing methods in his previous life, although there was no advertising revenue.
But it can also further spread the reputation of Butian Pavilion among the common people.
As the day of the Continental High-Level Soul Master Competition approaches, the participating academies and players are slowly gathering in Tiandou City.
Although these people were uniformly accommodated by the royal family, the sudden surge in the number of people still made almost all the hotels in Tiandou City full.
This enthusiasm continued until the official opening day of the competition and reached its peak.
In the early morning, when it was still just getting light, a large number of spectators had already arrived at the Tiandou Soul Fighting Arena.
Although everyone has a fixed seat, the main reason these people came so early was to get close to the contestants.
Under the age of 25, you can represent the academy in the Continental High-Level Soul Master Competition.
This in itself shows that the talents of these young soul masters are limitless, and it is no exaggeration to call them young talents.
There are even many young girls who are in love and hope that something will happen with these soul masters who they think are unattainable.
The women in Douluo, whether they are the chosen ones or ordinary civilians, have the attribute of admiring the strong to the extreme.
However, it is not just these common girls. Even some nobles in the VIP area want to use their own daughters to recruit these young soul masters.
I can only say that it has a bit of the flavor of finding a son-in-law from the list.
"Xiao Wu, where have you been all this time?"
Looking at Xiao Wu in front of him, Liu Erlong couldn't control his emotions and hugged her.
"Godmother, I'm fine. I'm just looking for a spirit ring that suits me."
Xiao Wu was somewhat moved, and immediately summoned out her four soul rings, two yellow and two purple.
Although Xiao Wu did not take the magic herb, her level increased faster than in the original book.
"You kid, you didn't even ask us for help when hunting spirit rings, and you made us so worried!"
Liu Erlong's gaze only stayed on Xiao Wu's soul ring for a moment, and then continued to wander around Xiao Wu's body.
I want to see if Xiao Wu has any injuries.
In her mind, the soul power level is not important. What matters is that Xiao Wu is safe.
However, just because Liu Erlong doesn't care about Xiao Wu's soul power level doesn't mean that others don't care.
"Xiao Wu, you're already level 40?"
Yu Xiaogang looked at the four spirit rings on Xiao Wu's body and couldn't help but smile.
"yes."
Xiao Wu nodded somewhat puzzledly.
Aren't her four spirit rings obvious enough?
Or is there something wrong with the master's eyes?
"Great! Including you, we now have four soul masters with soul power exceeding level 40 in our team."
Yu Xiaogang didn't pay attention to Xiao Wu's strange expression. Instead, he happily analyzed the strength of his team.
"If the remaining few people can break through the bottleneck during the competition, maybe we can form a team of Soul Masters above level 40!"
Yu Xiaogang's mind is now completely focused on the upcoming Continental High-Level Soul Master Competition.
As long as the Shrek Seven Devils, or as long as Tang San can win the competition, then Yu Xiaogang can wash away the reputation of being a waste.
After Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong left, Tang San, who was already extremely anxious, finally spoke to Xiao Wu.
"Xiao Wu, why are you back?"
Tang San looked at Xiao Wu in front of him, and his tone was inevitably filled with a hint of anger.
"What if someone discovers your identity?"
"I'm not afraid."
Xiao Wu raised her head towards Tang San and took something from the rope hanging around her neck.
"This was given to me by an adult to mask my breath."
Tang San's eyes fell on the thing hanging around Xiao Wu's neck.
This is a strange scale slightly larger than a thumb. It looks silver, but when you get closer you can see that it is sparkling with colorful light.
"With this, even a Titled Douluo won't be able to detect my aura."
Tang San was familiar with the thing in front of him. He must have seen it somewhere.
After pondering for a while, he suddenly slapped his head and his expression became strange.
This is the scale of the Silver Dragon King!
In the future, this Silver Dragon King would become his and Xiao Wu's daughter-in-law...
Now Xiao Wu calls it "sir" again, the relationship between them is really complicated and confusing.
But it is also thanks to the Silver Dragon King.
At least this way we can conceal the aura of the little dancing soul beast.
"Xiao San, why do you still look unhappy?"
Seeing Tang San remained silent, Xiao Wu immediately pouted.
"Don't you want me to fight alongside you?"
Tang San, who reacted, shook his head repeatedly.
"That's certainly not what I meant."
After a pause, Tang San continued.
"Xiao Wu, even though you have this thing to conceal your aura, it may not be absolutely safe."
"There are dozens of Titled Douluo in the Spirit Hall and the Bu Tian Pavilion. If someone were to see through your identity, the consequences would be disastrous!"
In fact, Tang San still felt a little uneasy.
It seems that many of the Titled Douluo in the Butian Pavilion are not from this era.
But fortunately, after I became a god, I made some corrections to history.
At least people in the future will only know that Xiao Wu's martial soul is the Soft Bone Charm Rabbit, but they don't know that her true form is a hundred thousand year old soul beast.
This is actually a way of avoiding mentioning the taboos of respected people.
After all, Shrek Academy will have to maintain the positive and glorious image of Lord Sea God ten thousand years later.
If anyone knew that his wife was a transformed 100,000-year-old soul beast, it would inevitably have some negative impact on the image of Lord Sea God.
But even so, Tang San couldn't guarantee that the people in the Butian Pavilion were completely unaware of Xiao Wu's identity.
Especially the mysterious young master of Butian Pavilion, Ye Ling!
"Xiao San, since I'm here, there's absolutely no problem with what the Master has given me."
"Just let me participate in the competition with everyone."
Hearing this, Tang San could only sigh and nodded helplessly.
Just as Xiao Wu said, now that we are here, what can we do?