By the following evening, the atmosphere in Mingdu, subdued for an entire day, gradually began to grow lively again.
Although the Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament had drawn to a complete close, another competition closely tied to the lives of many citizens was about to begin.
In the eyes of countless gambling addicts, the final of the Mingdu Soul Engineer Elite Competition, hosted that night by Mingdu's three major underground forces, was the true final.
The three major underground forces would each send the three powerful Soul Engineers they had selected to compete in this final.
Of course, the indispensable betting could not be left out.
The three forces had devised all sorts of bizarre ways to place bets.
Especially the Xishui Alliance.
Chen Ping had won every bet he placed over the past several days, fleecing the organizers so thoroughly that the Xishui Alliance was beginning to feel the pain. They could only find ways to reap a few more harvests from their crop of suckers.
The rewards this final offered Soul Engineers were exceptionally generous.
The eventual champion would receive not only a Level 9 Soul Tool, but also the right to select one tonne of rare metals.
There would be forty-nine types of rare metals for the champion to choose from, with no more than one hundred kilograms of any individual type.
Besides the champion, the runner-up and third-place finisher would also receive rewards.
They would likewise receive one tonne of rare metals, but with progressively fewer types to choose from and no Soul Tool reward.
Such lavish rewards had not only attracted many outstanding young Soul Engineers to this competition.
They had also attracted untold numbers of suckers waving their Gold Soul Coin cards to place bets, hoping to take a chance and go from sleeping