Douluo: Red Lotus Godzilla

Chapter 31 Return to the Spirit Hall

After several days, Su Ye finally returned to the Wuhun Palace.

On this day, the sky was blue and clear, the white clouds were pure and flawless, and the clear sky was vast and vast. It was a rare good weather, and the selection competition that countless handyman disciples had been looking forward to for a long time happened to be held today.

For the handyman disciples with the lowest status in the Wuhun Temple, who are in the form of servants, this trial is their only chance to stand up.

Only those who are promoted to official disciples can enter the Wuhundian Academy to practice, enjoy the rich resources of Wuhundian and the teachings of famous teachers, and have a bright future.

However, only the top ten in each selection competition can be promoted to official disciples, and there are thousands of handyman disciples participating, and the number of places is pitifully small.

One can imagine how intense today's trials will be!
Just as Su Ye returned to the Handyman's Yard to report, a burly man rushed up to meet him and waved to him.

"Su Ye, you're finally back. I thought you'd miss the trials!" Li Hu said.

"Hurry up, hurry up, finally arrived in time!"

Su Ye smiled slightly, chatted with Li Hu for a while, suddenly thought of an important matter, and asked casually: "What's the matter, seeing your flustered look, is something wrong?"

Hearing this, Li Hu's complexion changed immediately, and he quickly pulled Su Ye to an empty corner, and said in a low voice, "Didn't you hear about that?"

"that matter?"

The light in Su Ye's eyes changed, and he instantly thought of Hua Xuan's murder, but he still asked knowingly: "What's the matter, what happened to Wuhun Palace recently? I just came back, so I don't know anything!"

"That's right! I forgot you went out that day!"

Li Hu slapped his forehead, and suddenly realized: "Then let me tell you, the Wuhun Palace has been in trouble these days, and because of one incident, Hua Xuan... was killed!"

"Oh." Su Ye nodded calmly.

"You're not surprised at all?" Seeing Su Ye's calm appearance, Li Hu suddenly became a little uneasy.

"There is nothing to be surprised about. There are so many masters in the Wuhun Palace. Hua Xuan usually acts so arrogantly and domineeringly. He must have offended many people. It is not surprising that he was killed by someone!"

Su Ye said seriously.

"Hearing what you said, it seems to make sense." Li Hu was a little dazed, but he couldn't refute it.

"Hua Xuan died as soon as he died, anyway, it has nothing to do with us, does it?" Su Ye smiled lightly.

"That's right!" Li Hu nodded in agreement: "The matter of such a big man is indeed too far away from us little handyman disciples. We just need to take care of the things in front of us and strive to become a formal disciple as soon as possible."

After chatting with Li Hu for a while, Su Ye almost understood the recent situation of Wuhundian. The day Huaxuan's body was discovered, it did cause quite a stir. Wuhundian sent many strong men to search for the murderer's trace, but found nothing, and finally had to let it go.

Hua Xuan is indeed outstanding, he has reached the realm of Soul Sect at a young age, he is a rare genius!

But a dead genius is worthless!
As Su Ye expected, Wuhundian would not spend too much energy and time on this dead genius, and after the storm passed, everything returned to calm.

The last worry in Su Ye's heart finally dissipated, and he could concentrate on preparing for the trials.

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At noon, the sun is like fire!
The much-anticipated formal disciple selection competition was finally held as scheduled in a wide square in the Handyman's Yard.

This time there are more than a thousand contestants, the scale is huge, the crowd is huge, and it is very lively.

However, the contestants in this selection competition are all handyman disciples of the Spirit Hall, and their strengths are all in the [-]th and [-]th ranks. There are very few soul masters above the [-]th rank. Naturally, a competition of this level cannot attract the attention of the big bosses in the Spirit Hall, so all the people who come to watch the battle are the middle and lower levels of the Spirit Hall.

The organizing committee of the competition is composed of a black-clothed bishop and three white-clothed deacons, who are responsible for the daily progress and supervision of the competition.

Due to the fact that there were too many participants and the good and the bad were mixed, the black-clothed bishop who presided over the selection contest decided to temporarily arrange an elimination round to eliminate a large number of handyman disciples who were just pretending to be numbers, and screened out some relatively outstanding people for the competition.

And the rules of this knockout match are very simple. Groups of hundreds of people will fight in batches. After the incense burns out, those who can finally stand on the field will advance to the main match!
Su Ye was assigned to the first group, and Li Hu was in the ninth group. Fortunately, the two did not become competitors, but it was difficult to help each other after so many groups.

"It's almost time, let's play the first group!"

A deacon in white stood up and informed the contestants to prepare for the competition.

With firm eyes, Su Ye strode onto the arena. The other 99 contestants also rushed onto the arena, ready to show off their skills.

"Remember, the points of the trials are up to the point, don't hurt people's lives!"

The deacon in white gave serious instructions to the contestants, then lit a stick of incense, and finally announced the start of the first knockout round.

In the next moment, bright soul rings lit up from all directions, surrounding everyone, releasing a strong wind.

Most of these people only have the strength of first-ring soul masters, and a few are second-ring soul masters. As for the third-ring soul masters, Su Ye has not yet discovered.

And the configuration of the soul rings is very poor. Most of the great soul masters have one white and one yellow soul ring. Although a few people have two yellow soul rings, they are all light yellow and dull in color. It can be seen that the soul rings are only about a hundred years old.

This kind of strength is simply insufficient.

Su Ye looked stern and full of confidence.

"It must be me who can become an official disciple this year!"

"Hahaha, you trash, stop dreaming!"

"Stop talking nonsense, let's see the real chapter!"

A roar sounded, and everyone turned on their martial souls, showed their soul rings, raised their soul power to the limit, and fought with all their strength.

boom!boom!boom!
Hundreds of soul masters fought together, the scene was very grand, all kinds of strange martial souls were revealed, all kinds of soul skills were bombarded wildly, and the flames of war ignited all over the audience!
"kill!"

The black hair in front of Su Ye's forehead was blown by the strong wind, revealing a pair of eyes with awe-inspiring fighting spirit. The soul power in his whole body boiled up, and instantly transformed into a humanoid beast, charged aggressively into the crowd, and started fighting crazily.

(End of this chapter)