In the state of Sacrifice, Long Haochen had entered a strange state where he was unafraid of death. His own potential had been developed to a great extent.
In fact, he had the medicine that Lin Xin had given him. He could have used the medicine to improve his cultivation. However, his opponent did not even summon his mount for the sake of fairness. How could Long Haochen let him use medicine to fight against his opponent? Under the immense pressure from Yang Wenzhao, his understanding of Sacrifice burst forth. At this moment, the various Punishment Knight skills that he had practiced for the past five years seemed to have been fully integrated.
Yang Wenzhao sighed inwardly. Specks of blue light floated out from his chest. Every speck of blue light seemed to contain a sparkling luster, as if blue gems were flying out of them. They collided with Long Haochen who was descending from the sky.
Spiritual Stove!
He was confident that he could take on Long Haochen's attack. However, if he were to take it head-on, he would definitely be injured. Yang Wenzhao's goal was not just to pass this round. He wanted to be first in the Knight Trial and first in the Monster Hunters Trial. How could he allow himself to be injured at this time?
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom …
A series of explosions rang out from Long Haochen's spiraling body. Every time a blue crystal light flew out and collided with his body, there would be a strong explosion. Every explosion would cause the golden-red light on Long Haochen's body to diminish by half, and his spinning speed would decrease accordingly.
When Long Haochen was able to attack Yang Wenzhao at close range, he could no longer maintain his Killing Spiral Sword.
Boom —
The two of them retreated at the same time. Yang Wenzhao retreated 30 feet and spat out a faint golden mist. His chest heaved up and down as he panted slightly.
In the distance, Long Haochen stood there with his two swords on the ground. The red in his eyes gradually faded, and all his spiritual power dissipated. However, he still stood straight and stared at Yang Wenzhao. His face was pale as paper, and blood flowed from his mouth and nose.
"You forced me to use the Spiritual Stove of Galaxy to block your attack. Respect. If we were the same age, I might not be able to defeat you. " Yang Wenzhao gave Long Haochen a thumbs up. "I look forward to our next battle after you have a mount."
"The match is over. Number One wins." The referee's slightly anxious voice rang out. Then, from the direction of the rostrum, a white light with specks of silver stars fell from the sky and instantly shone on Long Haochen.
Holy Healing, the Tier 7 healing skill of the Guardian Knight.
Specks of silver light seeped into Long Haochen's body under the illumination of the holy light, stabilizing his Qi and blood and healing his internal injuries.
"Haochen." At the same time that the referee announced the end of the match, the barrier around the training field also dispersed. Ye Hua immediately rushed into the training field and hugged Long Haochen, who was barely able to stand.
Long Haochen spat out a mouthful of blood. Even though he was bathing in the Holy Healing Spell, Long Haochen still slowly fell into Ye Hua's arms and fainted. However, no one noticed that on his chest, there was a faint layer of white light gently fluctuating.
In the corner, Han Yu stood there and didn't move for a long time. In the end, Long Haochen still lost, lost to Yang Wenzhao. However, even if he lost this match, it was still a glorious defeat!
Spiritual Stove, both of them actually had a Spiritual Stove. Just this point alone made Han Yu feel as if his heart had been hit by a sledgehammer, making it hard for him to breathe.
What skill did Long Haochen use? He knew about Sacrifice, but he didn't know about that skill that was like a sword-wheel. Let me ask, if it was me, under the situation where I didn't use the mount's ability, would I be able to win against the skill that Long Haochen used under the state of Sacrifice?
Han Yu didn't want to think about the answer, because he was already very clear what the answer was. Losing to him wasn't unjust.
More importantly, he was only 14 years old, 14 years old!
Most of the time, personality could determine success or failure. If it was someone else, perhaps they would be depressed because of the blow in front of them, but Han Yu's nature of becoming braver the more frustrated he was, at this time, he had some enlightenment. He suddenly understood some of his grandfather's painstaking efforts.
Yes, a young man who was only 14 years old could already compete with a rank 5 Knight. What would be the limit of his future achievements? I'm almost eight years older than him, the gap of age is already insurmountable. It's going to be very difficult to catch up to him. At the same time, with such great potential, his future improvement and experience can be imagined. Following by his side, not only can I become a part of the Monster Hunters, I can also accompany him to experience many things. Perhaps, this really is the best choice for me.
The original unwillingness and pain in his eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by determination. Since he has already set his goal, he will not let himself deviate from the track. The existence of a super genius like Long Haochen is in itself a constant spur to him.
Cai 'er stood quietly on the street. She came here early in the morning, feeling the increasingly warm sunlight shining on her body, her eyes were full of gentleness.
Every time she thought of the conversation with Long Haochen yesterday, she couldn't help but feel her heart beating faster. She is an assassin, originally, this kind of emotion should not appear on her. But, she can't help but think of everything about him.
His hands are slender, strong, and his palms are wide. Every time he holds her, his palms are warm, embracing her palm. She really likes that feeling of being protected. Since young, she has had this kind of experience for the first time.
She will never forget, when the two of them first met, the appearance of the nine-year-old Long Haochen, using his slender body to cover her. At that time, he was so weak, but, a person's courage and kindness will always have nothing to do with strength. Even if it was an adult, would he be willing to protect her like this at that time?
When she gave away the forget-me-not ring, which is very important to her, little Cai 'er was impulsive, but she believed in her intuition.
In fact, at that time, she did not think that one day she would meet Long Haochen again, but she still gave away the ring without hesitation. Forget-me-not. She did not know whether it was for herself or for him to understand.
Since young, she has always lived in a cold world. Warmth is an emotion for her, and she has only felt this kind of emotion from Long Haochen.
Being held by him every day, walking on this short road, is the happiest experience of Cai 'er's life. The anticipation in her heart is even stronger than his. Compared to this happiness, it seems that the Monster Hunters tryouts are nothing.
Thinking of the tryouts, Cai 'er's delicate face hidden under the veil can't help but reveal a trace of a smile. He said that he will always hold my hand and protect me like that. At the finals, I will help him achieve this.
Blind people who have lost their sight are undoubtedly in pain, but the inner world of blind people is much richer than that of normal people. Their imagination is also far beyond that of normal people.
Cai 'er quietly recalled the dribs and drabs between her and him, immersed in this happiness and waiting. Waiting for his arrival to wake her up, and then let him hold her hand and walk on the road bathed in warmth and comfort.
Time gradually passed, and she waited there quietly like a sculpture. The warmth of the morning sun gradually turned into the warmth of noon. She was not anxious at all, just waiting quietly.
He did not come, he still did not come.
It was not until the warmth was gone and a slightly cold wind blew on her face that Cai 'er shivered.
How long has it been? This should be a cool breeze in the evening. It has been a while since she came to Sacred City, and her judgment in this regard is not wrong.
He did not come? Why did he not come? Could it be that he regretted it? A layer of distressing mist gradually filled Cai 'er's eyes.
He will come, he will definitely come. Cai 'er's hand holding the green bamboo stick gradually tightened, and she could clearly see the joints gradually turning white.
The afterglow of the setting sun gradually dissipated, and the night quietly permeated the streets and alleys of Sacred City. The temperature became even colder, but it was not as cold as the chill in Cai 'er's heart. Her petite body looked so lonely and silent, as if her whole body had been covered by the shadows.
Why, why did you not come?
A drop of tear quietly slipped down Cai 'er's face. He would not come, and it was already late at night.
Slowly turning around, Cai 'er somewhat staggered in the direction of the hotel she was staying at.
Suddenly, her footsteps stopped, and her eyes slightly widened. He, he would participate in the competition today.
Could it be because he had an accident in the competition?
At the thought of this, all the chill in Cai 'er's heart turned into anxiety. She did not know why, but she would rather he renege on his promise yesterday than to have any accident happen to him.
Something must have happened. In the next moment, Cai 'er confirmed her judgment. Thinking back on all the things that had happened between her and Long Haochen, she suddenly felt a trace of shame in her heart. She was too worried, and she had been too stubborn. With his personality, not to mention whether he would renege on his promise, even if he did, would he avoid seeing her? No, definitely not.
She tapped her bamboo cane on the ground, and her stumbling disappeared. Soon, she disappeared into the boundless night.
An hour later.
Cai 'er sat quietly on the chair in the room, still holding the green bamboo stick in her hand, but the chill emanating from her body made the temperature of the room drop at least ten degrees.
Three meters in front of her, a person covered in black said in a low voice, "That's it. Long Haochen has been treated by the Holy Healing Spell of the Knights Templars, so his life should not be in danger, but it is very likely that his vitality will be damaged. It is still unknown whether he can participate in the finals. "
"You can leave." Cai 'er's cold voice seemed to freeze the air.
"Yes, your subordinate will leave." The man in black quickly walked out of the room. After he left, he felt as if his blood was about to freeze because of the murderous aura released from Cai 'er.
"Seriously injured and unconscious, he is actually seriously injured and unconscious." The temperature in the room dropped again, and the green bamboo stick in Cai 'er's hand sank into the hard stone floor bit by bit.
"Yang, Wen, Zhao." A dark halo flickered slightly on Cai 'er's chest. In the next moment, she began to slowly disappear from the chair. To be precise, it was the afterimage that she left on the chair gradually dissipating.
Yang Wenzhao had just finished dinner and defeated Long Haochen. He had successfully entered the top five in the preliminaries, and was one step closer to his goal. However, the battle today made him feel a sense of urgency. This was something that hadn't happened for many years.
How old was he? After the competition, Yang Wenzhao purposely went to ask around, but he did not get any answers. Although his teacher did not come with him for various reasons, his position in the Knights Templars was not low.
"He is at least four or five years younger than me." Yang Wenzhao muttered to himself, "I don't know if he is more talented, or if he is more hardworking than me. I'm afraid that within a few months, he will be able to break through to the fifth stage. And I am only at the third stage of the fifth stage. If he continues to improve at this speed, I'm afraid that he will become my biggest competitor in the future. "
At this point, a faint smile appeared on Yang Wenzhao's face. "That's good too. With such an opponent to spur me on, it will be more beneficial to my future improvement. After all, he is a member of the Knights Templars. I hope that his mount will not disappoint me. "
Today's battle with Long Haochen had given him a considerable amount of shock, especially when Long Haochen used the Sacrifice skill at the end. Although he did not know what the consequences would be, the Long Haochen that used the skill gave him a feeling that it was difficult to resist. If not for the power of the Spiritual Stove, even if he could endure until the time of the Sacrifice skill, he would certainly be injured.
"Saint Spiritual Stove? Compared to my Galaxy Spiritual Stove, there is still a big gap. "
The Galaxy Spiritual Stove was ranked 18th among the Spiritual Stoves that the Knights could fuse with, far surpassing the Saint Spiritual Stove. It could undergo three evolutions. At present, Yang Wenzhao had already completed its first evolution. This was his biggest advantage.
"Is, is?" Suddenly, two ice-cold words resounded in Yang Wenzhao's room. What caused him to turn pale with fright was that this voice actually came from all directions, causing him to be unable to determine the source of the voice. Moreover, even with his rather strong perception, he actually didn't feel the slightest bit of an attack.
The window lightly trembled. In the next moment, a slender figure was already quietly enlarging in front of Yang Wenzhao.
Yang Wenzhao quickly retreated a step. With a flash of golden light in his hands, the two greatswords were already grasped in his hands. An intense golden light erupted from his body, illuminating the room in a flash. In the face of danger, he did not panic. In the first instance, he made the calmest response. However, the shock in his heart did not lessen. If this person in front of him did not speak of her own accord, he would not have been able to detect her arrival. If she had launched a sneak attack …
Yang Wenzhao did not continue thinking. Instead, he completely concentrated on facing the crisis in front of him.
"Assassin?" He shouted in a deep voice. At the same time, he carefully sized up the person in front of him.
Wearing a long black dress, a black veil similarly covering her face. Her right hand grasped a green bamboo cane. Her delicate body seemed as if a gust of wind could blow her away. Her long purple hair quietly draped over her back. What made Yang Wenzhao most shocked was that her exposed eyes did not have the slightest bit of spirit.
"You should not have injured him." Cai 'er's ice cold voice spat out each word, causing Yang Wenzhao's heart to palpitate.
"Demonic Voice Penetrates the Brain?" Yang Wenzhao immediately focused his mind. The golden light emitted from his body was like a substance. It vaguely condensed into a layer of armor that covered his entire body. On his chest, spots of starry blue halo were released. Facing this unknown girl who brought him a sense of danger, he had already given it his all.
"Puff —" The green bamboo cane in Cai 'er's hand stopped in place and instantly sank half a foot into the ground.
Completely relying on his intuition, Yang Wenzhao instantly raised the greatsword in his right hand.
"Clang!" A layer of golden light instantly shone. Divine Defense, a black figure instantly slid to the side. Cai 'er, who was originally standing there, had just started to disappear.
Shadow Doppelganger.
Yang Wenzhao was shocked. Without hesitation, the greatsword in his left hand was inserted into the ground. The Rising Sky Formation instantly erupted. At the same time, dozens of starry blue light balls shot out from his chest.
These starry blue light balls did not need his command. In an instant, they shrank and blasted in one direction.
Cai 'er appeared at Yang Wenzhao's side, using the Divine Dominating Armor to block her first attack. Yang Wenzhao's reaction was also extremely fast, and the Spiritual Furnace of the Starry Sea erupted with a formidable might, enveloping her in a flash.
However, before Yang Wenzhao could heave a sigh of relief, he saw an incredible scene.
Cai 'er's left hand remained close to her side. In her right hand, there was a dark golden dagger. Streaks of afterimages instantly flashed. What Yang Wenzhao could see was that the Star Sea Spiritual Stove's Sea Spiritual Strike was actually destroyed one by one.
Cai 'er's speed was so fast that Yang Wenzhao could not see her at all. Every time the dagger in her right hand stabbed out, a light ball would be destroyed. The afterimages flickered like a tornado. In the next moment, all the starry blue light balls had disappeared.
After all, Yang Wenzhao was a young talent who could defeat Long Haochen. He was also the Punishment Knight. At this time, he had already calmed down. A Knight had an innate advantage when facing an assassin. This was because a Knight's defense was very strong. His attack was not weak either. He also had many powerful skills that could have a certain restraining effect on an assassin. Although an assassin's attack was strong, their defense was their fatal weakness. As long as they were hit by a Knight once or twice, they would very likely lose the ability to fight.
Both swords vibrated at the same time. Both hands stabbed out at lightning speed. The two swords instantly erupted with sharp light attribute energy, transforming into countless golden sword shadows that enveloped Cai 'er's body. Against an assassin's speed, area-of-effect attacks were obviously the most effective.
Cai 'er let out a cold snort, her delicate body slightly swaying in a strange rhythm. It seemed that she was simply swaying her body in a very small area, but those dazzling golden sword images just passed by her body, unable to hit her in the slightest.
In Yang Wenzhao's eyes, the current Cai 'er was like a ghost. His swords actually could not keep up with Cai' er's movements. This is? An assassin's rank 5 secret technique, Ghost Flash?
At this time, Yang Wenzhao could no longer care about attacking his opponent. A strong golden light suddenly burst out from his body. A dragon's roar resounded. Rising Dragon Strike. However, this time, his Rising Dragon Strike did not go up, but forward.
Not only was the Rising Dragon Strike powerful, it was also a skill that combined both attack and defense. Borrowing the momentum of the Lightning Thrust, he used the Rising Dragon Strike. At the same time, the Star Sea Spiritual Furnace flashed again. Dozens of starry blue light surged out, not aiming to attack the enemy, but to protect himself.
What Yang Wenzhao wanted to do was to use the power of the Rising Dragon Strike to rush out of the room. In this narrow area, his ability could not be fully displayed. As long as he rushed out, he could at least summon his mount companion. At that time, he would not be as passive as he was now.
Cai 'er's flickering figure suddenly froze, and she unexpectedly stopped dodging. Just like that, she stood in front of the Ascending Dragon Strike, her delicate body stretching slightly in a lazy posture. In that instant, a pitch-black shadow quietly appeared. That shadow didn't have any form, and looked just like a shadow released by Cai' er.
Boom — —
The golden light dissipated and Yang Wenzhao's soaring figure was forcibly suppressed. His Rising Dragon Strike, which had once caused Long Haochen to suffer a loss, was forcibly intercepted by the black silhouette's attack.
Yang Wenzhao staggered back. He had never been suppressed so badly before. There were dozens of marks left on his two greatswords.
Overlord Stab, another Assassin's rank 5 skill. More importantly, Cai 'er's body emitted a cold aura that was close to death. It made him feel as if he was being stabbed by a sharp blade at any time. That feeling of fear was not pleasant.
However, Yang Wenzhao did not have time to think at this time. Fortunately, he had the Star Sea Spiritual Furnace to protect him, which allowed him to temporarily block Cai 'er's attack. However, his tyrannical Sea Spiritual Strike did not even have the chance to explode under the attack of Cai 'er's dagger.
Suddenly, Yang Wenzhao came to a realization. This was a special skill of the Assassin. If he remembered correctly, it was called Sly Thrust. It was a skill that specialized in dealing with magic. However, the other party had used it against his Spiritual Furnace. This female Assassin was clearly not very old, but the sense of danger she brought to him was so intense.
It would be great if he could lock onto his target. That way, he would at least be able to deal with her Ghost Flash.
While thinking about this, Yang Wenzhao's hands did not stay idle. Charge, Lunge, Glorious Sun Slash, these three skills were executed in one go. A layer of blue light spread out from the Star Sea Spiritual Furnace in his chest, turning into a layer of blue crystal light armor that covered his entire body. This was the Star Sea Spiritual Furnace's advanced ability after completing its first evolution, Star Spirit Armor.
Yang Wenzhao understood that in this narrow space, if he continued like this, he would only become more and more passive. He would rather be hit a few times by the opponent in order to rush out first. Although this Assassin was strong, as long as he could summon his mount, he would still have a chance.
Although Cai 'er could not see, her attacks were more tyrannical than the Assassin's. Absolutely tyrannical. She actually had many ways to attack from other directions to achieve better results, but she remembered that the subordinate who told her about Yang Wenzhao's battle with Long Haochen said that Yang Wenzhao had always won against Long Haochen head-on.
Head-On? Then head-on.
"Dang." A black light exploded, clashing head-on with the Glorious Sun Slash. Her actions were no longer like that of an Assassin, but more like that of a Warrior.
Yang Wenzhao only felt a suffocating sharp Qi rush into his Glorious Sun Slash. The dazzling light that was like the sun actually collapsed from the center.
In terms of the total amount of Spiritual Energy, Yang Wenzhao could feel that his opponent was not much stronger than him. However, she had compressed her Spiritual Energy to an extremely terrifying level, completely merging it with her killing intent.
Yang Wenzhao's body slammed into the wall, causing the entire hotel to shake. The next moment, thousands of white lights suddenly enlarged in front of his eyes.
Block? He was unable to completely block it. In just a moment, Yang Wenzhao's mind was already blank.
If Long Haochen was here, he would definitely recognize that the white light that shot out from Cai 'er's chest was the power of the Thousand Strike Spiritual Stove.
Pu, pu, pu, pu, pu, pu …
A series of sounds of sharp weapons piercing flesh resounded, countless blue lights splashed in the air.
A cold voice echoed in Yang Wenzhao's ears, "You hurt him with your Spiritual Stove, I will use my Spiritual Stove to break your Spiritual Stove."
Pu –
All the lights instantly stopped, Cai 'er was standing right in front of Yang Wenzhao, the blade of the dagger in her hand completely inserted into Yang Wenzhao's right chest. Facing each other, Yang Wenzhao only felt that the Spiritual Energy in his body had been completely sucked out. From the beginning to the end, Cai 'er only used her right hand.
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