Chapter 290 Let’s forget it, this doesn’t seem to be a good idea

No. 98 walked up to Han Yu. He looked down at Han Yu with a triumphant smile on his face and said:

"Boy, you're dead. Giving in now is your only chance to survive."

No. 98's voice was full of threats and ridicule. He paused deliberately, and then laughed loudly, his laughter full of malice and pleasure.

"This is what people are doing, and God is watching. I made you arrogant, and you were caught by me. Hahahaha."

Han Yu lightly raised her eyebrows and asked with a trace of amusement, "Am I as arrogant as you? No. 98, are you so sure that you can defeat me?"

As he spoke, he tilted his head slightly, with a hint of provocation in his eyes.

Hearing this, No. 98 snorted coldly in his nose and said disdainfully: "If I can't even win with you, huh."

He deliberately didn't finish his sentence, but the contempt in his tone was self-evident.

When Han Yu saw this, he smiled instead of being angry and suggested: "Then why don't we make a bet too.

Originally, this game existed just for gambling. "

As he spoke, he habitually rubbed the ring on his right index finger, and his tone was relaxed and casual, as if he was just chatting.

A trace of doubt flashed in No. 98's eyes. He looked Han Yu up and down and asked, "Boy, do you still dare to bet with me? What are you betting on?"

Han Yu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, showing a confident smile, and said slowly: "I bet on your carving knife. If you lose, the carving knife belongs to me.

I don’t want your life either. You see, how easy to talk, how gentle, and how generous I am. "As he spoke, he spread his hands and made a harmless expression, his tone full of joking. "Want my carving knife? "

No. 98 frowned, looking at Han Yu's smiling face, he couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

This guy looks confident and doesn't look like he's bluffing at all. Is there really anything he can't rely on?

Although No. 98 was a little nervous in his heart, he refused to show weakness and asked coldly: "What are you betting with me?

Unless you also have a list of engraving tools, otherwise, you are not qualified to bet with me. "

Han Yu shook his head and said calmly: "I don't have a list of engraving knives, but I do have a soul guide, do you think it will work?"

As he spoke, he reached into his arms and took out a round soul guide from his clothes. This soul guide is dark golden in color, with a surface as smooth as a mirror, cold to the touch, and faintly exuding a strange energy fluctuation.

It was the mortal blessing that Jing Hongchen had given him. Han Yu spread the Blessing of the World in the palm of his hand, walked to No. 98, and showed it to him.

Everyone is a soul engineer and has a certain ability to identify soul guidance tools.

Han Yu just exposed the core array of Hongchen Blessing to him for a look, and then slightly injected his soul power into it, releasing a trace of the breath of Hongchen Blessing, and took the soul guide back into his arms.

The moment No. 98's originally careless eyes came into contact with the protection of the mortal world, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his face was full of disbelief. That's...a miniature core array?

The bigger the soul guide, the better. Especially for the core array, the smaller the soul guide, the easier it is to carry. Like this Blessing of the World, it is only a few centimeters thick. If the core array embedded in it is too large, , how to wear it closely?

The same core array is ten times more difficult to produce using micro-carving than normal production.

Generally speaking, only soul engineers of level seven or above will try to make it. Although it was just a glance just now, No. 98 discovered that there were at least five or more miniature core arrays exposed by Hongchen Blessing, and each one looked extremely complicated, and they were definitely not the kind of test objects.

At the very least, this is a soul guidance device of level eight or above!

And the smell is so strong. The value of the miniature core arrays inside alone is difficult to estimate.

Because every high-level soul master has his own special method when making the core array.

If you can learn something, it will be a treasure for an intermediate soul master.

No. 98 never expected that Han Yu would take out such a precious thing and gamble with him.

Of course, he was also confident that his list carving knife was no less valuable than this level eight or above soul tool.

Greed began to boil in his heart, and he narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Han Yu. Han Yu was also looking at him, his eyes were calm, even with a hint of contempt.

Could it be a trap?

He has been pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger. This is to lure me into taking the bait and win my ranking knife.

Although No. 98 is a little arrogant, he is by no means stupid. Otherwise, it would be impossible to cultivate the soul master to this level before the age of thirty.

After careful consideration, he decided to reject the bet. Although this would bring him a disadvantage in terms of momentum, it was better than losing the prize that he valued more than his life.

But at this moment, he suddenly noticed a detail. Han Yu's fists seemed to be slightly clenched, and his knuckles were slightly bluish-white.

Soul mentors all have one thing in common, that is, they have good eyesight.

Otherwise, how to make a delicate soul guide?

No. 98's eyes fell on Han Yu's right hand that was tightly grasping the metal armrest. The appearance of bulging veins and white knuckles made him feel doubtful again.

A faint smell of machine oil wafted from the armrest, mixed with the smell of sweat from the people around him, making him frown in discomfort.

"Could this guy be pretending? If he has no confidence in winning me and just wants to use this bet to get ahead of me, then isn't that..."

Number 98's mind quickly turned, and his eyes began to glance at Han Yu intentionally or unintentionally.

Han Yu still maintained his previous standing posture, but Number 98 keenly caught that his other arm hanging by his side seemed to be trembling slightly. The trembling was very small, and if Number 98 hadn't been staring at him, he wouldn't have been able to detect it at all.

He sneered in his heart, "Pretend, keep pretending!" Continuing to observe, Number 98 found that Han Yu's eyes were also a little erratic, and a trace of panic and evasion occasionally flashed in his deep eyes. When he looked at him, he was also a little unnatural.

"Hehe, it seems that my guess is right, this guy is bluffing!"

Number 98 was secretly proud in his heart, but his face remained calm, and the corners of his mouth raised a confident arc,

"Okay, I'll bet with you!" He deliberately raised his voice, and his tone was full of unquestionable firmness.

Han Yu was obviously stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect that No. 98 would agree so readily. He cleared his throat uncomfortably and said:

"Do you really want to bet with me? I just lack a handy engraving knife for the list. Thank you very much."

After saying that, he deliberately pretended to be greedy and licked his lips.

No. 98 sneered even more in his heart. He looked at Han Yu with a playful look, as if he had seen through his disguise.

"Do you really have the confidence to beat me? I don't think so. Boy, since you want to die, I will fulfill your wish today."

He deliberately emphasized the word "boy" with a hint of contempt and provocation.

"Let's bet! Stop talking nonsense!" Han Yu seemed to be irritated by No. 98's attitude, and his tone became tough.

"If you have the guts, make the bet public and let Xishui League testify for us! Otherwise, what if you lose and cheat?"

"Provocation? It's useless!"

No. 98 had already determined that Han Yu was pretending to be calm. He stared greedily at the soul guide in Han Yu's hand, as if it was already in his pocket.

A sneer flashed across his mouth, "Okay, then let Xishui League witness how you lost that soul guide to me! You, come here!"

As he said, he raised his right hand and waved casually at the emcee Ajin on the stage not far away.

Ajin was originally standing on the stage sorting out the items for the next round of auctions. Seeing No. 98's gesture, he was frightened and quickly put down the things in his hands and ran all the way over.

He was just a host responsible for connecting the show. How dare he offend these most honorable soul guide masters of the Sun and Moon Empire?

A Jin bowed slightly, with a flattering smile on his face, and asked respectfully: "Sir, what do you want to do?"

His tone was humble, and his eyes revealed a flattering meaning. No. 98 snorted contemptuously, glanced at A Jin with disdain, and slowly said:

"My opponent and I are going to have a bet on who can win this game. You Xishui League will be the notary, so that no one can afford to lose."

When A Jin heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, as if he saw countless gold soul coins waving at him.

As the gold medal emcee of the Golden Hall, he knew too well what the VIP audience liked to watch. It was obviously better to stir up the atmosphere of gambling with excitement, especially in the situation where bets were being placed.

He rubbed his hands excitedly, and couldn't wait to know the details of the bet. In order to prevent No. 98 from going back on his word, he hurriedly asked:

"Sir, what will you and your opponent bet on?" No. 98 took a carving knife with exquisite patterns from his waist and said arrogantly:

"My bet is this carving knife."

Ajin took the carving knife and looked at it carefully. He found that this carving knife was extraordinary. The blade was extremely sharp and there was a sparkling gem inlaid on the handle. It was worth a lot of money. He couldn't help but exclaimed:

"Good knife! It's really a good knife! I wonder what your opponent will bet on?"

No. 98 turned to look at Han Yu. Han Yu lowered his head at this time, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. He seemed to be hesitating about something.

Number 98 raised his voice and said with a hint of threat: "Number 66, you won't regret it, will you?"

Han Yu took a deep breath, as if he had made a decision. He slowly raised his head and said firmly:

"Of course not, my bet is a soul guide."

Hearing the word "soul guide", A Jin's eyes widened and his breathing became rapid. He knew that soul guides were rare treasures and priceless. The meaning of this bet became more and more serious.

A Jin suppressed his excitement and asked Han Yu: "Which soul guide do you want to use as a bet?"

Han Yu did not speak, but silently took out a simple soul guide from his arms and handed it to A Jin.

A Jin took the soul guide and observed it carefully. He found that the soul guide was dark gold all over, with complex patterns carved on it, emitting a strong energy fluctuation. It was obvious that it was not an ordinary item.

He couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and secretly marveled in his heart that this bet was really getting more and more interesting.

Ah Jin returned the soul guide to Han Yu, cleared his throat, picked up the loudspeaker soul guide, and said loudly on the stage:

"Dear distinguished guests who are placing bets, please wait a moment. There is a small episode that I must tell you to facilitate your distinguished guests' judgment."

His voice was loud and passionate, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

"Just now, the two powerful soul engineers No. 98 and No. 66, whom we are about to compete in, decided to have a two-person bet.

What Soul Master No. 98 used as a bet was his carving knife. The bet for Soul Engineer No. 66 is a powerful soul tool. "

As soon as Ah Jin finished speaking, the entire golden hall was in an uproar, and everyone was talking about it. This sudden gamble added a bit of excitement and suspense to the game.

“We will immediately ask the referee of this game to judge these two items to determine the value of the bet.

Of course, this bet is complete from now on, and no one on either side has any regrets. "

After Ah Jin announced the rules of the gambling game, he handed the amplified soul guide to the chief referee. The chief referee took the amplified soul guide and began to evaluate No. 98's carving knife and Han Yu's soul guide.

No. 98 snatched the amplified soul guidance device from A Jin’s hand and said loudly to the amplified soul guidance device:

"My bet is the carving knife, so I will still have to use it later in the competition."

After saying this, he put the amplified soul guide back into Ah Jin's hand. When he looked back at Han Yu, he found that he had lowered his head and sweat seemed to be falling from his temples.

"How about forgetting it, it doesn't seem good..." Han Yu seemed to be talking to himself.

"Forget it? No, it's too late. It's already been announced."

No. 98 has very good ears and clearly heard what Han Yu whispered, and immediately stopped him loudly. At the same time, he felt his heart skip a beat, as if something important was about to be lost.

No. 98 subconsciously clenched the carving knife in his hand, a thin layer of sweat dripping from his palm.

At this time, No. 98 felt three powerful soul power fluctuations coming from the distance. He raised his head and saw that the three referees sent by the Xishui League for this game had already taken the stage.

These three referees are different from those in previous games. This time, the fluctuations in their soul power are deeper and more vast, like the boundless ocean, which makes people feel awe.

Yes, the referee changed again. Because this is the final six-strong battle, all the judges coming this time are seventh-level soul engineers. (End of chapter)