Huo Yuhao focused all his attention on a young soul engineer in the center of the arena.
He was tall and powerfully built, with a healthy, dark wheat-colored complexion and an unsmiling expression. Beneath his short, dark-brown hair, his sharp eyes carefully monitored the movements of his hands.
The young soul engineer had thick, sturdy hands and a rugged build, yet the delicate technique he displayed was entirely at odds with his appearance.
His movements were exceptionally smooth and precise. Although the engraving knife looked tiny in his large hands, his engraving was swift and fluid. Even in the finest details, his speed never caused the elementary mistakes so many soul engineers were prone to making.
One core array after another gradually took shape beneath his engraving knife.
The first round of the main tournament required contestants to make a specified soul tool: a milk bottle of at least Level 3.
Anyone who completed a milk bottle of Level 4 or higher would be exempted from the next round and advance directly to the third round of the main tournament.
The young man's practiced technique naturally drew the attention of the gamblers outside the arena and the Xishui Alliance members in the VIP room. Large sums poured into the betting pool.
"What he's making is... a Level 5 milk bottle?" As a Level 9 Soul Engineer, Nether Thunder Douluo recognized the quality of the milk bottle in the young soul engineer's hands at once, making no attempt to conceal his shock.
"A Level 5 milk bottle?" Everyone from the Xishui Alliance froze.
Milk bottles could be considered the most complex and demanding type of soul tool to manufacture. Even a Level 6 Soul Engineer would struggle to make a Level 5 milk bottle.
Nether Thunder Douluo continued, "Judging by his