"Good!"
"The potion I have is quite difficult to make; it requires eighth or ninth-grade spiritual herbs as a catalyst."
"It should be known that on the Douluo Continent, even eighth-grade spiritual herbs are extremely rare, let alone the priceless ninth-grade Great Medicine King."
"Therefore, the annual production of this Black Potion is exceptionally limited. It is one of the treasures of my Meng Family and is extremely precious."
Meng Qianqiu slowly began to speak, introducing himself to the crowd.
However, he wasn't lying; Meng Zhongqi did indeed use a lot of medicinal herbs to make the Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Glue Potion.
Among them were many rank eight or nine spiritual herbs, but because of the existence of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, the losses were not significant.
However, if this were any other pharmaceutical family, this would truly be considered one of their family's core assets.
" Ice Toad Douluo, what a talent!"
Everyone sighed in amazement, then fell silent.
"You must all take this medicine immediately!"
"As for its effectiveness, you'll see results in no time!"
Meng Qianqiu immediately spoke, and then She Long and Ling Yuan swallowed the Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Glue Potion and began to meditate and regulate their breathing.
Boom~
Within moments, their Soul Power surged.
Soon, the two awoke from their meditation, both with smiles on their faces. Clearly, they had gained a great deal this time.
"We've broken through!"
Upon seeing this, everyone immediately spoke up.
"Level 40!"
Ling Yuan and She Long nodded and said in unison.
" Four-Ring Soul Ancestor, that's quite a strong team among the participants. Aside from the ten others, you are the strongest."
Meng Qianqiu looked at Ling Yuan and She Long, and spoke calmly.
" Four-Ring Soul Ancestor can't even make the top ten?"
Ling Yuan looked at Meng Qianqiu and said in great surprise.
"This Elite Selection Tournament has attracted numerous prodigies, including many true geniuses. The Four-Ring Soul Ancestor is nothing special."
"As far as I know, Qian Xunji of the Spirit Hall is no less powerful than me in terms of Soul Power Level; he's already at level fifty-eight."
"In addition, Yan Yang, known as the Mad Lion, has also reached level 50 in Soul Power Level and has acquired his fifth Soul Ring."
"They might have both absorbed Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone!"
"Compared to you, your strength is far too weak!"
The changes in Qian Xunji and Yan Yang's Soul Power naturally did not escape Meng Qianqiu's notice; he also possessed his own intelligence network.
"Wow~ Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone!"
Upon hearing this, everyone couldn't help but feel envious.
This is Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone, Blood River Treasure in the Soul Master World. Only top-tier powerful forces can produce such a treasure.
"One is the son of the Pope, and the other is the son of an elder. It's not surprising that these two can absorb Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone."
Yue Guan Youyou, glancing at Meng Qianqiu, a question immediately forming in his mind: Had he absorbed the Soul Bone?
"Brother Meng, how many Soul Bone have you absorbed?"
Upon hearing this, Meng Qianqiu was taken aback, then said, "Three pieces!"
"Since I began cultivating, I have absorbed three Soul Bone Soul Bone, all of which are precious ten- Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone!"
Meng Qianqiu frankly admitted that he possessed a total of three Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone, but all three were External Soul Bone.
Of course, Meng Qianqiu wasn't lying.
After all, these three External Soul Bone are all under 100,000 years old; they are indeed Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone, just rather special.
"Three Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone!"
Upon hearing this, everyone couldn't help but glance at him repeatedly.
"You two must immediately inform His Holiness the Bishop and try your best to hunt for the fourth Soul Ring before the individual competition, otherwise, it will delay important matters!"
Meng Qianqiu looked at Ling Yuan and She Long, and gave them further instructions.
"I hope I don't get drawn against any of you freaks in this individual competition, otherwise, I'm doomed."
Ling Yuan glanced at Meng Qianqiu with resentment. Everyone with him was a monster, with such high Soul Power Level!
Whether they were Meng Qianqiu's teammates or Meng Qianqiu enemies, they were all top-tier, peerless geniuses.
Defeating them won't be that easy!
This is a fifteen-year-old Soul King, not some roadside cabbage. A fifteen-year-old Soul Ancestor is already an unparalleled genius.
Soul King at the age of fifteen is truly a rare sight in the world!
Ling Yuan's concerns were not unfounded; Meng Qianqiu and the others' cultivation speed had already far surpassed that of Innate Full Soul Power.
These four Soul King before me possess the potential to become Limit Douluo.
"Some time ago, news came from Heaven Dou City that Dean Nangong had broken through to Level 90 and obtained the ninth ring."
"Dean Nangong's coronation ceremony will be held in two weeks, coinciding with the finals of our individual competition!"
At the age of seventeen, Dugu Bo had already demonstrated his astonishing talent, and had already embarked on the path of poison.
" Dugu Bo!"
"Speaking of which, haven't you always been saying that you want to become Ice Toad Douluo's apprentice and learn the art of alchemy and poison making?"
"If—and I mean if!"
"If you really become Ice Toad Douluo's disciple, what should Boss Meng call you? Junior Uncle? That's ridiculous!"
Wang Zhan looked at Dugu Bo; this kid was cunning and wicked.
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone turned their attention to Meng Qianqiu. Now, they were the ones being gossiped about.
"The top ten in the Elite Selection Tournament, according to tradition, have a very high chance of being accepted as disciples by the elders of the Spirit Hall."
"This can be considered a small perk from the Spirit Hall!"
"If you are truly fortunate enough to be accepted into the old master's sect, then what harm is there in me calling you Junior Uncle?"
Meng Qianqiu took it in stride; it was just a form of address after all.
Half a month later, in the Great Soul Arena Spirit City.
"Speaking of which, Boss Meng!"
"This Great Soul Arena, is it also your family's property? I never expected that we would be competing here this time!"
Ling Yuan looked left and right, and saw that all of the more than one hundred geniuses from the Elite Selection Tournament had gathered here.
You can't say that!
" The Great Soul Arena isn't just the Meng Family's business; the five great families, the two great empires, and the Spirit Hall all have a stake in it!"
" In the Spirit City's Great Soul Arena, the Spirit Hall holds the largest share; even the combined share of the five great families is only a fraction."
Meng Qianqiu pursed her lips and said modestly.
In the very center of the Great Soul Arena, Qian Jun Douluo and Demon Subduing Douluo floated above the Soul Fighting Arena, coldly looking down at the crowd.
"Everyone!"
"After a year of study and another year of practice, you should all be used to the atmosphere of the selection competition. Alright, today we begin the second major assessment, the individual selection competition, which is now officially open."
"Now, please welcome all the contestants to the stage!"
"After the draw, the individual selection competition will begin!"
After Qian Jun Douluo finished speaking, he led Demon Subduing Douluo off the field. For them, this individual match was extremely important.
Because there are three people on the field who need to be closely protected, if anything happens to them, the two brothers will be finished.
"My turn! My turn!"
"I'm in court number seven, boss. What's your number?"
Wang Zhan held his number plate, which read "Field No. 7," while Meng Qianqiu received hers on the other side.
"Field number fifteen!"
"It seems we won't encounter any of our own people anytime soon. Everyone, go all out, but don't hold back!"
After Meng Qianqiu finished speaking, he raised the number plate in his hand. The Great Soul Arena was very large, with many Soul Fighting Platforms available for contestants to duel.
"Very good!"
"Now we can advance."
In the group, Wang Zhan glanced at his number plate. Good, he hadn't run into these few ruthless individuals; otherwise, he would have been in serious trouble.
"By the way, am I really that unlucky?"
Xu Qianqian glanced at her number plate; she was in Soul Fighting Arena Twenty-Three, and her opponent was none other than Xiong Shan, known as the Demon Bear.
"I'm just a Support System Soul Master, a pitiful, weak, and helpless little Soul Elder. Why is my opponent him, Xiong Shan, a Defense System Battle Soul Elder with a Soul Power level of thirty-eight!"
"Oh my god, this is so unfair!"
Upon learning who her opponent was, Xu Qianqian said resentfully that her luck seemed to be a little bad.
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