Chapter 809: There is no way for you to vote!

The middle-aged uncle came on stage again and continued his brainwashing: "Everyone has just seen the real case. I think everyone wants to know how to awaken one's life, right?"
When everyone heard the words, they nodded immediately, and their eyes were full of longing.
The middle-aged uncle sighed and said helplessly: "If it is before again, I will tell you this method directly.
But now, it can't.
Because there were too many people who didn't understand us before, after we told them the method, they turned their heads and reported to the sharp sword troops!
Therefore, now I am also powerless and cannot tell you this method directly. "
As soon as this was said, everyone at the scene was lost and cursed.
The people they scolded were naturally not middle-aged uncles, but scolded the guys who whispered to the sword troops.
The middle-aged uncle looked at everyone's expressions, and sneered in his heart, not knowing how many idiots he scolded.
Soon, he continued: "But I also know everyone's desire for power, so let me make an exception for everyone. Let's select ten people on the spot to help them awaken their lives and souls!"
The voice fell, and the originally sluggish atmosphere on the scene became fanatical again.
Except for Ling Xiao, no one knew how many people showed hope on their faces.
Soon, the middle-aged uncle picked ten people and brought them to the room on the side.
Upon seeing this, Ling Xiao almost laughed madly in his heart, because he clearly sensed that these people were all soul martial artists!
In other words, this Nima turned out to be all trust!
Ling Xiao didn't know what to say, but the target of Tianlinjiao's fight was ordinary people, which could be regarded as accurate positioning.
An hour later, the ten people walked out of the room with joy.
"Now, please witness our results!" The middle-aged uncle said with a smile on his face.
Immediately, ten natal souls appeared above the heads of these ten people.
The crowd at the scene kept exclaiming, and their eyes were full of incredible.
Only Ling Xiao felt a little boring, and he also directly expressed this emotion directly on his face.
Seeing Ling Xiao's expression, the middle-aged uncle felt quite unhappy.
Soon, he thought about it.
"I think many people may still wonder if this is a trick we did.
But it doesn't matter, who wants to come and try now, are these ten brothers really the soul martial artist?
If you want, raise your hand. "The middle-aged uncle said with a smile.
Huh huh!
Immediately there were dozens of people raised their hands, and it was obvious that they really wanted to go up and try whether these people really became Fate Soul Warriors.
"You...you...you, and you!" When the middle-aged uncle pointed to the last person, he pointed directly to Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao was shocked, but he didn't even raise his hand!
"Me?" Ling Xiao pointed at herself, a little confused.
When the middle-aged uncle saw Ling Xiao's appearance, his heart was even more happy, and he laughed and said, "Yes, it's you."
A weird smile appeared on Ling Xiao's face. You don't want to go if there is a way to heaven, and there is no way to hell.
The current situation is in line with this sentence.
Immediately, the middle-aged uncle announced that the ten people he had spotted would break their wrists with ten soul martial artists.
Then there was a pop! Snapped! Snapped!
Hmm...don't think about it, this is the sound of the back of your hand hitting the table.