Fortunately, it was a level four soul guide. If it was a level five, at such a close distance and without the use of soul skills and soul guide defense, it might have taken his life directly.

Han Yu smiled.

Looking at the tall building slowly sliding to the ground, he turned to the referee and said:

"The match has been decided. If I had hit him one more time, he would have been dead."

"Well, you win."

The referee nodded.

Although the current situation seems a bit weird no matter how you look at it, the soul guide made by Han Yu is indeed more powerful than the shock bomb of Gaolou.

I just don't know why Gao Dalou chose to hurt himself to end the game. Did he think he had no chance at all?
Han Yu slowly came to the front of the tall building and said with a smile: "Brother Gao. Are you okay?"

Affected by the concussion bomb, Gaodasha is still shaking all over.

After much effort, I managed to stand up.

"What happened? Why was I hit by my own concussion bullet? What's going on?"

Han Yu laughed and said, "You lose. Let's go."

Until he left the battle area, Gao Shou felt dizzy, as if he had stepped on a pile of cotton.

After Han Yu received the reward for winning this round, he said, "Brother Gao, shall we find a place to sit?"

Gao Dalou said with a wry smile: "Okay, but you have to treat me. I don't have any money."

"Okay." Han Yu smiled.

Yuan Gungun had already arrived at this time, and took Gao Dalou with him to leave the Qingse Hotel first.

He had no worries about the bets; with Chen An around, those were not a problem at all.

To him, the gold soul coins are just a number, and the rare metals are what are truly important.

However, now is not the time.

Yuan Gungun didn't know about the communication between Han Yu and Gao Dalou. Seeing him bring out his opponent, he couldn't help but feel curious.

But now her identity was just Han Yu's follower, so naturally she couldn't say much. The three of them left the Qingse Hotel and headed in the opposite direction of Mingyue Hotel.

Golden Hall.

"Good morning, what is the origin of number 66?
The soul guide he made is very special! "

The chief referee called Chen An over and asked in a low voice.

Originally, he was planning to spend money to buy the soul guide cannon that Han Yu had just made.

It is clearly a fourth-level soul guide, but it exerts the power of a fifth-level soul guide.

This is a huge advantage both in terms of materials used and production speed.

This technology could even change the landscape of soul guide manufacturing.

Chen An whispered: "Mr. Chen, it's not that I won't tell you. It's just that we can't afford to offend the origin of VIP No. 66. He..."

At this point, he made a gesture.

The chief judge was shocked, "Are you sure?"

Chen An leaned close to his ear and whispered something in a low voice.

"Yes. All right, go ahead. Don't let anyone know what I just asked you."

There was an obvious flash of fear in the chief judge's eyes, and then he immediately returned to normal.

"Yes." Chen An laughed secretly in his heart. How could I possibly let you get in touch with Lord Han? I am counting on Lord to help me become rich.

Han Yu took Gao Dalou and Wang Dong'er to a not-so-big bar and went in.

Although the bar is not big, it is crowded at this moment. As soon as you enter the door, you are hit by a strong smell of noise, which makes Han Yu frown.

"Fatty, go find someone in charge." Han Yu said lightly.

Yuan Gungun smiled and walked quickly inside. Soon, he called a waiter over.

"Is there a single room?" Han Yu asked.

"No, they are all full."

The waiter's eyes lit up slightly when he saw Han Yu's handsome appearance, but when he saw the sloppy-looking Gao Dasha next to him, he couldn't help but frown.

There was even a hint of contempt at the corner of his mouth.

He said sarcastically, "Guest, we welcome you to the bar, but what about the person next to you?"

Although it wasn't stated explicitly, the waiter was obviously not happy with Gao Dasha's sloppy appearance.

Han Yu smiled slightly, "Qian, are you welcome?" He waved his hand, and Yuan Gungun on the side took out a bag of gold soul coins and handed it to him like a magic trick.

Han Yu opened his purse and shook it gently. Suddenly, a series of jingling sounds came from inside.

The waiter's expression suddenly changed, and he said with a smile: "I'm sorry, dear guest, I underestimated you. Please come in."

Although there are no more private rooms, there are still two clean booths. ”

Han Yu threw him a gold soul coin and said, "Find me the quietest place. We need to talk about something."

"No problem." After taking the gold soul coin, the waiter's face was completely replaced with a flattering look.

This is not a place like the Golden Hall that is full of the darkness of the underworld. It is just a bar. How could Han Yu argue with a waiter?

Sometimes using money to pave the way is more effective than using force.

Soon, the three were taken to a booth in the corner of the bar. The so-called booth was actually a seat separated by several wooden boards.

There are two long sofas and a low table inside.

Don't say anything. Although this booth doesn't look very good, it is at least much quieter than outside.

"Bring the most expensive wine you have." Han Yu ordered the waiter.

The waiter's eyes sparkled and he said, "Okay, wait a moment, I'll be right there."

Gao Dalou looked at the waiter who was leaving quickly and couldn't help but said, "Brother Han, they will blackmail you if you do this."

Han Yu laughed and said, "Black? Let them be. Have you forgotten our identities?"

Gao Dasha said, "Okay. Let's not talk about this for now. What happened just now? Why was I suddenly hit by my own concussion bomb?"

Han Yu said: "It's just a little trick to make you temporarily confused.

Then you misjudged the direction. In such a narrow corridor, if the direction is slightly wrong, the hit position will naturally have a large deviation.

When you bombard the protective shield around you, aren't you taking the full power of the explosion?

I am also very curious why Brother Gao’s concussion bomb has an ability similar to paralysis, but more terrifying than paralysis.

Not only can it interrupt my spirit skills, it also makes my blood seem to stop flowing.

Although the time was not long, the impact was quite great.

Otherwise, I would have probably taken down Brother Gao in the first round of attack."

Hearing Han Yu's question, Gao Dalou hesitated.

He lowered his head and said nothing.

Han Yu did not ask any further questions. Undoubtedly, this was also someone else's secret.

"If Brother Gao doesn't want to talk about it, forget it.

Let's talk about something else. I heard Brother Gao say during the competition just now that you have never studied in a formal soul instructor academy?

In this case, Brother Gao, you have been able to cultivate to the level of a fifth-level soul master. This is simply a miracle!"

A fifth-level soul master is already a five-ring soul king.

For a young man who can reach such a level solely through self-study and is no more than 30 years old, one can imagine his talent and hard work.

Gao Dasha sighed and said, “Oh, it’s just my bad luck.

When I was a child, it was my father who taught me the ability of soul mentor.

Our lineage is a single-line inheritance.

It is somewhat similar to a sect, but does not have the strength of a sect.

My father thought that he was capable enough to teach me, so he did not let me go to the Junior Soul Instructor College in the beginning.

However, when I was fourteen years old, I had just broken through to the third-level soul engineer level.

Dad died suddenly and inexplicably.

By the time we found him, even his internal organs were gone.

The death was extremely tragic.

My father is a miser. He is not at ease with the family's valuables no matter where he puts them, so he usually carries them in the storage soul guide he carries with him.

Now that he dies, our family will be left with nothing.

My mother died early, and we had a few servants at home, but we had no money to give them, so soon I became a lonely person. "

Gao Shouyue spoke very calmly, but it could be seen from his expression that he was in a state where he felt more sorrow than death.

"Later, in order to survive, I had to put aside my cultivation and started looking for odd jobs in the city.

Originally I was a soul guide, so it wasn't difficult for me to find a job, but every time I asked someone to supply me with rare metals for practice, I would be scolded by them.

I had no choice but to do some manual labor within my ability to earn a little money to support myself while practicing according to the classics left by my father.

It took more than ten years to barely reach the level of a fifth-level soul engineer.

However, I am at my wit's end now. At our level, without enough rare metals, we cannot continue to experiment, nor can we make more and better soul guides. Sigh..."

Han Yu's expression suddenly became strange as he listened to his story. It was the first time he had heard of it.

A fifth-level soul master would actually be constrained by poverty.

Although he had other ideas in his mind, he couldn't help but ask: "Brother Gao, don't you have a finished soul guide? With your ability.

Even if the materials are inferior, the soul guide made from it should be able to sell for a good price.

It should be enough for you to practice. When will our soul guides be short of money? "

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Gao Dalou's face. "Well... to be honest, I'm not afraid of you laughing at me, brother.

Everyone in my family has a bad habit, which is stinginess.

I inherited a lot of my dad's stingy nature.

I can’t bear to sell any of the soul guides I made!

That's all my hard work. Ahem."

The corner of Han Yu's mouth twitched. Originally, he was full of sympathy when he heard Gao Dalou talking about his miserable life, but when he heard him being so stingy, he realized that there is really no misery without reason in this world!
He had brought his poverty upon himself.

What a stingy soul mentor.

After a brief pause, Han Yu asked, "So what are your plans, Brother Gao?"

Gao Dalou sighed and said, "What else can I do? After all, I am now a level 5 soul guide, and I am different from before.

It was nothing more than finding a sect that was willing to take him in and seeing if he could get some rare metals for practice.

brother.

I see that you are very capable in making soul guides.

He is at least at the level of a fifth-level soul engineer, and his techniques are so orthodox and formal.

He should be from a big sect, right?

Please introduce me to your place.

I don't ask for anything else, just provide me with enough materials.

Then all the soul guides I made belong to me.

I will work for you.”

Han Yu looked at him meaningfully, and said to Yuan Gungun beside him: "Fatty, tell the waiter that there is no need to serve wine. Let's go."

"Yes." Yuan Gungun agreed, trying to suppress his smile and was about to walk out. He knew that his boss was going to start fooling people again.

However, this tall building is not as pitiful as it looks on the surface. This guy has a very deep mind!

"Don't, don't go! Brother, we haven't finished our wine yet.

Even if they are a little shady, the wine they serve won't be too bad for a sponsor like you," Gao Dalou said hurriedly.

At this moment, the waiter came in with a bottle of pink wine on the tray, as well as three glasses and a bucket of ice.

"Sir, your wine is here. May I open it for you?"

The waiter asked Han Yu.

Han Yu turned his head and looked at the tall building. The tall building said:

"Open, open, of course. Quickly."

As he spoke, he began to swallow saliva.

Han Yu smiled and said, "Brother Gao, alcohol will make our hands numb. Drinking too much will even cause tremors, which will greatly affect our condition. You have to be careful!"

Gao Dalou said nonchalantly, "It's okay, it's okay, it happens occasionally."

The waiter naturally opened the wine without hesitation, added three cubes of ice to each glass, poured the wine that had just covered the ice cubes, and then respectfully withdrew.

Gao Shou picked up the cup in front of him and drank the wine that had just been cooled by ice cubes in one gulp. Suddenly, his face turned into one of intoxication.

"Good wine, really good wine! I haven't had such good rose wine for a long time.

It's really delicious. Brother, you should try it quickly."

As he spoke, he poured himself another glass.

Han Yu picked up the wine glass and took a sip. The wine was indeed good. A faint rose scent accompanied the wine into his throat. The aroma seemed to evaporate on its own and soon spread to all the senses as the wine went down. Waves of warm breath also spread from the stomach, making people feel as comfortable as if all the pores in their body were opened.

What surprised Han Yu even more was that after taking a sip of the wine, the speed of the soul power in his body seemed to increase a bit.

What surprised Han Yu even more was that he could feel his pupil power and the yang power in his body were rapidly merging.

The speed is more than twice faster than before.

Could it be that alcohol can help me integrate my pupil power and speed up the fusion of the Rinnegan?
With this thought in mind, he immediately drank the glass of rose wine.

It didn't matter now. Han Yu was suddenly a little dazed.

The warmth in the alcohol intensified instantly, and he could clearly feel that his blood flow was obviously increasing, and the waves of warmth were flowing along his meridians, clearly rushing towards his eyes.

For a moment, Han Yu only felt a sense of comfort coming over him. (End of this chapter)