Long Haochen used the Green Bamboo Cane to pull Cai'er back to where she was sitting. He asked Lin Xin to give up a seat and arranged Cai'er to sit next to him.
Lin Xin was not too surprised. After all, he had only known Long Haochen for a short time. However, Lin Xin was surprised.
"Brother, who is this?" Long Haochen blushed and said, "This is Cai'er. Sister, she's my friend."
Lin Xin looked at him and then at Cai'er. A strange smile appeared on her face. "Hehe, she's your little girlfriend. Hello, Miss Cai'er. My name is Lin Xin. I'm Long Haochen's sworn sister. "
"Hello," Cai'er said softly. However, she only said two words and stopped talking.
Long Haochen whispered in her ear, "Cai'er, are you here for the competition too?
"Yes." Cai'er nodded slightly.
Long Haochen could not help but say, "Why haven't I heard you mention this before?"
Cai'er said, "You haven't asked me why I'm here in the Sacred City."
Long Haochen scratched his head. He did not seem to have asked.
Lin Xin said, "Miss Cai'er, seeing that you're wearing a black veil, you should be from the Assassin Temple, right?"
Cai'er nodded lightly. To the side, Lin Xin's face was filled with astonishment. A blind assassin? However, he had been in the society for a long time. He would not offend others. Although he was surprised, he did not ask.
On the second floor of the meeting hall, a few people in black with veils on their faces were looking down. From their white hair, one could tell that they were not young.
"That's that kid? How does he know the Saint? "An old man in black could not help but ask.
"I'm not sure. According to our investigation, the Saint doesn't seem to know this person. "
"Don't know? You don't know him, yet you hurt the grandson of the Knights Templars for him? Is this how your Eagle Squad investigates? "
"Elder Ying, don't be angry. You also know the Saintess' temper and her senses. He doesn't like being followed by us. "
"Hmph. The black-clad old man standing in the middle was none other than the Assassin Temple's Vice Temple Master, the Chivalry Hall's Hall Master, Ying Suifeng. No matter how he looked at it, he found Long Haochen to be an eyesore. He actually dared to abduct the Reincarnation Saintess. To think that Han Kyu, that old geezer, came to me to denounce me. I should be the one to denounce them. The Knights Templars even abducted Cai Er.
The more Ying Suifeng thought about it, the angrier he became. He could not help but exude a sharp killing intent. Long Haochen, who was conversing with Cai Er in a low voice, felt his entire body go cold. In that instant, it felt as if his blood was about to freeze. A thick layer of golden light immediately burst forth from his body. The golden light did not spread outwards. Instead, it condensed, forming a huge golden sword above Long Haochen's head.
"Eh?" Ying Suifeng exclaimed in surprise. "Fifth grade? Isn't it fourth grade? Old Eagle, how did you find out? "
"It's fourth grade, right?" The old man standing beside him was filled with doubt. "Unless … unless he just broke through in the past few days."
"Ying Suifeng, what are you trying to do, you old geezer?" An angry voice rang out. In the next moment, Han Kyu had already appeared in front of Ying Suifeng. With a wave of his right hand, a layer of golden light enveloped the two of them, isolating them from the outside world.
Ying Suifeng was also in a bad mood. "What am I doing? What do you think I'm doing? You little brats of the Knights Templars want to … kidnap Cai Er. "He almost said the two words' Holy Maiden '.
Han Kyu snorted angrily. "What do you mean kidnap? She was willing, okay? Free love, do you understand? "
Ying Suifeng did not show any weakness as he roared, "Free love my ass! Our Cai Er is only fourteen years old. That Long Haochen is clearly an old cow eating young grass."
Han Kyu was furious. "Bullshit! You're the old cow eating young grass! Our Long Haochen is only fourteen years old this year. He's only a few months older than him at most. "
"Eh? Only fourteen years old! " A faint smile appeared in Ying Suifeng's eyes. "A fourteen-year-old rank five Knight. This is really shocking."
Han Kyu really wanted to slap himself. He had rushed over because of Ying Suifeng's sudden killing intent towards Long Haochen. The fact that Yang Wenzhao had been injured by the Assassin Temple had already caused the upper echelons of the Knights Templars to be extremely dissatisfied. If something were to happen to the rising star Long Haochen, the good relationship between the two Temples that had existed for many years would really be shaken. He did not expect that under Ying Suifeng's provocation, he would accidentally spill the beans.
"I was wrong. It's twenty-four years old." Han Kyu immediately calmed down. He restrained his anger and said indifferently. Ying Suifeng walked forward, laughed, and patted his shoulder. "Yes, it's twenty-four years old. I understand, I understand. From your mouth to my ears, what is our relationship? I will definitely keep it a secret for you. Just like how you will keep it a secret for us. Doesn't this strengthen the close relationship between our two Temples? "
At this time, Han Kyu was really suffering in silence. He looked at Ying Suifeng with a gloomy face and snorted heavily.
"You two old things, what kind of shameful things are you doing here?" At this time, an old voice sounded.
It was an old man wearing a golden magic robe. He looked at the two people in the golden light with a puzzled face. Han Kyu raised his hand and dispersed the isolation light. "It's nothing. Ying Suifeng is having a seizure. I'm here to take care of him."
Ying Suifeng had just gotten a big advantage, so he was in a good mood. "That's right. I was having a seizure just now. I'm fine now. Old Lin, the group drawing is about to begin. I heard that your kid has also entered the finals."
The old magician's face changed. "Hmph, don't mention that little bastard to me. I get angry when I mention him."
Ying Suifeng laughed and said, "That's enough. In fact, you're very proud of yourself. Your grandson's attainments in Potioneering are even appreciated by a certain powerful person in your Temple."
The old magician glared at him and said, "That little bastard's attainments in Potioneering are really good. But I don't know what he did wrong. He just had to join Monster Hunters."
Han Kyu said, "He's still much better than my kid. He's so arrogant, but he didn't even pass the preliminary round."
"Oh? Didn't Han Yu break through to the fifth rank? How come he didn't even pass the preliminary round? "
The old magician looked curious, but he didn't hide the teasing expression on his face.
"Lin Chen, you old thing, just gloat. Humph." Han Qian's face was filled with displeasure.
Lin Chen laughed and said, "How is this gloating? I thought only my little bastard was disgraced. It turns out that your kid is also disgraced. This makes me feel better. At least my kid made it to the finals."
"You … …" Han Kyu glared at Lin Chen.
"What? You want to fight? Come on! I've recently researched how to use a ninth rank forbidden spell. Although it's not complete yet, I can try it on you. " However, I can try it on you. "Lin Chen was not afraid at all.
"Enough. Don't fight like cocks the moment you meet. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?" A gentle female voice sounded. A middle-aged woman wearing a white robe slowly walked over.
Her long golden hair was draped behind her. Her white robe was embroidered with golden High Elves. Although she wasn't young anymore, her beautiful face was still charming.
Seeing her, Han Kyu and Lin Chen were obviously stunned. They both harrumphed but didn't say anything.
Ying Suifeng smiled and nodded at the woman in the white robe, "Nice to meet you, Ruo Shui."
If someone heard the way she addressed her, they would definitely be shocked. This woman in the white robe who looked to be in her forties was actually a cardinal of the Temple of the Priests. That was a rank eight powerhouse! And looking at how Han Kyu and Lin Chen acted, it was obvious that they gave her face.
Ruo Shui smiled and nodded, "Nice to meet you, Temple Master Ying."
Sighing, she continued, "I heard you guys talking about the preliminary round. Our Temple of the Priests also has a little monster."
"Oh?" The other three people's gazes fell on him at the same time.
The six Temple had a certain competitive relationship with each other. It was one of the competition methods in the finals of the Monster Hunters Trials. Hence, they wouldn't report the situation of the preliminary round to each other. At this moment, looking at Ruo Shui who looked like she was having a headache, they were naturally curious.
Ruo Shui sighed and said, "For the next preliminary round, I'm afraid we'll have to change some rules." As she said that, her gaze naturally fell on a certain bald man below.
In the meeting hall, the golden light that appeared on Long Haochen's body attracted the attention of many participants. However, the murderous intent came quickly and disappeared just as quickly. Long Haochen quickly returned to normal, but his back was still drenched in cold sweat. Cai 'er's eyes moved. Just when Long Haochen felt the intense murderous intent, she had already raised her left hand. Only when the murderous intent disappeared did she quietly put her hand down.
"What happened?" Li Xin asked curiously.
Long Haochen shook his head and said, "I don't know either. Just now, I felt like someone had locked onto me. There was a very strong murderous intent."
Lin Xin said nonchalantly, "It's nothing. Someone just wanted to test you. Did you see that? On the second floor, the six Temples will all send their higher-ups to watch the lot-drawing ceremony. It must be one of them who has nothing better to do. This is our Alliance Executive Office. Who dares to cause trouble here? "
At this moment, an old man in light gold martial arts attire walked up to the platform in the middle of the meeting hall.
The old man was burly and seemed to be even more muscular than the bald man. His short white hair stood up like steel needles. His age didn't make his body slack at all. The muscles under the martial arts attire were rippling like granite. On the light gold martial arts attire, there were eight silver dragons embroidered on it. His gaze was even more majestic. As soon as he appeared, the pressure from the roof naturally caused the entire place to quiet down.
"Everyone is here. The grouping ceremony will now begin. All the participants' numbers will remain the same as in the preliminary round. I believe your teachers have already told you about the finals, so I won't repeat it. Now, let's start the lot-drawing. Every ten people will form a group. After the lot-drawing, you will head directly to the training field for the first round. "
As he spoke, a huge crystal ball slowly rose from below the platform. The crystal ball had a diameter of one meter and was hollow. There were 60 orange-yellow balls in it, and there seemed to be words on each of them.
There were six hollow crystal pillars around the crystal ball, and there were 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, and 6 symbols on the top of the crystal ball.
The old man didn't seem to do anything, but the sixty orange-yellow balls in the crystal ball suddenly jumped violently. Then, one by one, the balls were thrown out of the six holes around the big crystal ball, which were almost invisible to the naked eye, and fell right into the six crystal pillars.
Because of the distance, the words on the balls couldn't be seen clearly. However, the participants sitting in the meeting hall, apart from Cai 'er, all of them stared at the crystal pillars with their eyes wide open, trying to find their numbers.
Soon, all 60 balls entered the crystal pillars. There were exactly 10 balls in each crystal pillar.
The old man on the platform said calmly, "I am the Deputy Temple Master of the Warrior Temple, the Director of the Berserker Hall. This time, the lot-drawing will be supervised by the Deputy Temple Masters of the Temple on the second floor. If there are no problems, I will announce the results of the lot-drawing. "
On the second floor, Ruo Shui's gentle voice sounded, "Everything is normal. Temple Master Ren, please announce the results."
Ren Wokuang nodded towards the second floor with a smile on his face. He walked in front of a crystal pillar and ten orange-red balls leaped out of it. They lined up in a row and floated in front of him.
"The first group of the finals will be held at the Sanctuary Alliance's Training Field, the Knight's Training Field. The names of the first group are as follows: Knight No.1, Warrior No.2, Warrior No.67, …"
When he heard Knight No.1, Long Haochen looked towards Yang Wenzhao. It was obvious that this was the group that Yang Wenzhao was in. He really hoped that his name would appear in this group, but it was a pity that things didn't go as he wished. His name didn't appear in this group.
"The names of the first group has been announced. Please stand up. The staff will bring you to the competition venue to begin the first round robin."
Yang Wenzhao and the rest slowly stood up and left under the lead of the staff. Before he left, he took a look at Long Haochen and Cai'Er with a hint of regret in his eyes. Just like how Long Haochen wanted to challenge him again, he also wanted to challenge Cai'Er with his full strength.
"The second group of the finals will be held at the Sanctuary Alliance's Training Field, the Magic Training Field. The names of the second group are as follows: Knight No.98, Assassin No.1, Priest No.18, Mage No.1 …"
When Lin Xin heard 98, she was obviously nervous and excited. She looked around and whispered to Long Haochen, "Little brother, who do you think Assassin No.1 is? He's a Grade 5 Assassin! Do you think I have a chance? "At the same time, she glanced at Lin Xin. Isn't he the Mage No.1?
Long Haochen shook his head and said, "Big sister, you can definitely do it. Do your best."
Cai'Er sat there, her expression as cold as ever. Other than when she was alone with Long Haochen, she was always like this.
When Ren Wokuang announced that the second group would follow the staff to the Magic Training Field, Lin Xin hurriedly stood up. On the other side of Long Haochen, Lin Xin wasn't the only one who stood up. Cai'Er also stood up.
"I'll go first." Cai'Er said softly to Long Haochen.
"Ah?" Long Haochen clearly remembered that in this group, there seemed to be only one person who called out assassins, and that was the assassin number one.
Cai'Er's soft voice sounded in his ears again, "Be careful during the competition. Don't get injured again. After the competition, I'll wait for you there. "
"Wow, Little Sister Cai'Er, so you're No.1 Assassin No.1. Come, let me pull you along." Lin Xin's personality was straightforward and enthusiastic. She didn't hesitate to pull Cai'Er's bamboo cane and walked out. Cai'Er paused for a moment, but when she remembered that Lin Xin was Long Haochen's big sister, she followed her.
Lin Xin rubbed his forehead and smiled bitterly, "What a headache! It seems like luck isn't always on my side. " The overall strength of the second group was much stronger than the first group. His information network was much better than the other participants. The No.1 Assassin No.1 was actually the little blind girl beside him. This was something he didn't expect. It was said that she was the only Grade 5 Assassin in the Temple of Assassins. In one round of the competition, she challenged 11 other participants at the same time. In the end, no one dared to fight her. What kind of strength was that? And that No.18 from the Temple of the Priests. She was the champion of the Temple of the Priests in the preliminary round!
While Lin Xin was feeling gloomy, Long Haochen also saw that the shiny bald man in front of him also stood up. His tall and sturdy figure didn't have the slightest hint of a priest's appearance as he followed the staff with large strides.
Most of the participants were gloating. There was no doubt that the second group was a group of death. No.1 Assassin, No.1 Sorcerer, and two No.1S from the Six Great Temples were in this group. The others were not weak either.
The ones who were the most excited were those from the Temple of Assassins. None of them were in the same group as Cai'Er. It would be strange if they were not in a good mood.
"The third group of the finals, the venue is the Warrior Trial Field. The list is as follows: No.1 Summoner, No.2 Sorcerer, No.97 Knight, No.23 Warrior, No.13 Assassin, No.16 Assassin, No.18 Assassin, No.24 Assassin … "
There were actually four assassins in this group of ten. Moreover, it sounded like this group was not weak either. The mysterious No.1 from the Temple of Souls would be in this group. There was also the No.2 from the Temple of Magic.
When the four assassins stood up and followed the staff out, their expressions, which were originally rejoicing, instantly turned ugly.
That's right, they were not in the same group as Cai'Er. But who did they see? Wasn't that the one who was sitting with No.1 just now?
Although the Knights Templars and the Temple of Assassins had blocked the news, these assassins who were able to enter the top ten were all elites of the younger generation. Naturally, they all had masters behind them. They vaguely knew that the sudden tension between the two Temple of Assassins a few days ago was because No.1 assassinated a participant from the Knights Templars. And the reason was actually because of another participant from the Knights Templars.
Without a doubt, it was this Knight 97 in front of them.
Looking at Long Haochen's handsome face that could even be described as peerless, the assassins were even more certain of their guess. He wailed in his heart. If they were to win against the 97th knight, or even injure him, would it be ….
Naturally, Long Haochen did not know what these assassins were thinking. As he followed the staff out, he also observed the participants in his group.
The ones who caught his attention the most were the two girls. The petite one seemed to be even younger than him. She looked weak and delicate. She looked at the other participants in her group curiously from time to time. Occasionally, her face would show a hint of shyness. She was wearing a strange blue robe.
The other girl was much taller. She was at least 1.7 meters tall. Her black ponytail made her look neat and tidy. Her features were picturesque. She looked gentle and lovely. However, she was carrying a giant shield on her back that was even taller than her. As the length of the shield was longer than her height, she could only carry the shield horizontally.
Other than the top of the giant shield, the curves on both sides were all in the shape of a sharp blade. The two curves finally intersected to form a sharp point. It looked like the entire shield was a giant sharp blade.
The thickest part of the shield was probably about a foot. There were nine holes the size of a fist on the front. It was empty inside. I wonder what it's used for.
How heavy is this shield? Even a Knight like Long Haochen looked a little scared. However, the girl seemed to be carrying it as light as a feather.
The Sanctuary Alliance executive office was not far from the Sanctuary Alliance Great Trial Field. Soon, they arrived at the Warrior Trial Field.
After drawing lots again, the order of the competition was determined. The group competition would last for nine days. There would be five matches every day. The ten participants would have to fight with the others. The final ranking would be based on the number of wins. The top two had appeared. If the third place had a high number of wins, he would have a chance to advance.
As it was a round-robin competition, drawing lots was not very important. After a simple draw, the first match of the finals began.
The finals of the Monster Hunters Challenge were even more deserted than the preliminaries. There were fewer people watching from the rostrum. There were only six people. However, what the participants did not know was that these six people were from the Six Great Temple. They were in charge of supervising the process of the competition to ensure the fairness of the competition.
Before the competition officially began, Long Haochen and the other nine participants were given a name list. There were no numbers on it, only their names. Long Haochen's first opponent was a member of the Assassin Temple. Her name was Xing Xuan. Her name sounded feminine, but in fact, she was a skinny young man with a wretched appearance.
"First match, Long Haochen versus Xing Xuan. Enter the competition. " All the referees of the finals were seventh-grade experts. Judging from the attire of today's opponent, he should be a seventh-grade Combat King from the Warrior Temple.
With a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right, Long Haochen slowly walked into the arena. In their group, most of the participants were from the Assassin Temple. There were four of them, two from the Temple of the Priests, and one from each of the other four Temples. Compared to the second group, Long Haochen felt that his luck was not bad. He had a good chance of entering the top two.
"Because the arena is not suitable for assassins, four pillars will be raised to cover their figures to ensure the fairness of the competition."
It was unknown how the mechanism was activated, but thick stone pillars slowly rose from the ground with a creaking sound, and only stopped when they were fifty feet high. With these four pillars, which required two people to hug, it was much more advantageous for assassins. Otherwise, in a flat training field, they would not be able to display their speed, dodging, and hiding abilities.
The petite Xing Xuan's eyes flickered as she looked at Long Haochen, full of wariness. He was complaining in his heart, 'Why did I have to fight him first?' If it was someone else, they could at least see Big Sister Number One's reaction. 'Forget it, let's test him first.'
"Begin."
Following the referee's shout, Xing Xuan did not advance but retreated instead. He instantly turned into a black shadow and disappeared behind a pillar. For an excellent assassin, the most important thing was to never let the enemy find his exact position.
Long Haochen stood there without giving chase. A golden mist of light slowly rose and surrounded his body, shining with a gentle radiance. It was Charging.
In the third group, the Knight was the only one. Naturally, the other participants did not know what kind of fighting style he had. This Charging skill was extremely rare. Even among the Knights Templars, not everyone knew about it, let alone the people from the other Temple. Apart from the Magic Temple's Number Two and the female Warrior with the giant shield, everyone else was confused. They did not understand what Long Haochen was doing.
When Long Haochen was charging, his movements also changed. His left hand held the Radiant Shield in front of his chest, his right hand pointed the lightsaber diagonally to the ground, his feet in front and one behind, ready to react at any time.
Xing Xuan hid behind the pillar and quickly changed his position. At the same time, he was also observing Long Haochen's movements.
Although he did not know what Charging was, an assassin's Perception had always been very high. He could clearly feel that Long Haochen was becoming more and more dangerous at an alarming rate. Without a doubt, he was using some kind of skill. The longer he used it, the more powerful it would be.
There were almost no weaklings in the finals. Xing Xuan could not care less about what Big Sister Number One thought. His battle instincts made him react in the shortest time possible.
In a flash, he had already leapt into the air and landed on a stone pillar to the left of Long Haochen. As he leapt, it could be seen that there was a membrane connecting his arms and ribs. This was a special equipment for assassins. It was called the Wind Riding Wings, and it could produce a gliding effect for a short distance. When attacking an enemy, it could also be used to change direction. It was the favorite equipment of assassins below Grade 6.
Breath Control. An assassin's required skill. Like a leaf, Xing Xuan floated to the ground without making any sound. His whole body was practically sticking close to the ground as he flew towards Long Haochen. Not only was the entire process fast, there was not even the slightest sound of breaking through the air.
Long Haochen maintained his original posture of accumulating power. The golden mist around his body grew stronger and stronger.
Xing Xuan's speed was extremely fast. In just a few blinks of an eye, he had already reached Long Haochen's back. His body exploded, and a pitch-black dagger appeared in each of his hands. The left dagger stabbed towards Long Haochen's back, while the right dagger slashed towards Long Haochen's neck.
Of course, if Long Haochen did not react, he would not really slit his throat. After all, this was just a competition, and not a battle to the death.
In the instant that Xing Xuan's daggers attacked, Long Haochen moved.
His left foot quickly took half a step forward, only half a step. Then, his shoulder shook, and his whole body fell to the left. At the same time, he used his left foot as a fulcrum, and his body spun rapidly. His whole body went from facing Xing Xuan to facing him.
Xing Xuan's throat slash naturally missed without any effect, and the dagger that stabbed towards Long Haochen's back just happened to graze his chainmail, leaving a series of sparks on the chainmail, but did not pierce his body.
Shield Block, Long Haochen used this skill when his center of gravity was not stable at all. The Radiant Shield of Light exploded with a golden light, and a thick layer of light instantly expanded from the shield, turning into a large shield with a diameter of two meters, and directly collided with Xing Xuan.
Rank Five!
In just a moment, Xing Xuan judged Long Haochen's cultivation. To be able to use Shield Block with such power, there was only one explanation, and that was Rank Five. He did not have the time to think about anything else. His body instantly curled up in the air, and at the same time, he released his spiritual power. The daggers in his hands flew forward, and simultaneously pierced the Radiant Shield of Light.
With a bang, Xing Xuan's whole body was sent flying.
Long Haochen's cultivation had officially entered the realm of the Rank Five, and the Shield Block using liquid spiritual power was not something that Xing Xuan could withstand, not to mention that it had the [Ready] effect. It was like punching a fly. How could a fly resist?
However, assassins also had their advantages. In that short period of time, although Xing Xuan received a relatively strong impact, he also used the momentum to jump back, dispersing most of the impact. Although both his arms were already numb, at least he was not really injured.
Assault, the Knight's Rank Five skill.
Long Haochen did not move, but when he did, he was like the wind, and his aggression was like fire. At the same time that he forced Xing Xuan back, his whole body had already launched an assault like lightning, directly chasing after his opponent. A light sword swept through the air, and a golden blade of light instantly slashed out. It was Light Severing Sword.
At this time, Xing Xuan did not have any place to borrow strength in the air, and coupled with the fact that his whole body was numb from the Shield Block, it was easier said than done to dodge. If he was hit by Long Haochen's Rank Five Light Severing Sword, he would immediately lose.
With his cultivation, Xing Xuan once again proved to everyone that there were no weaklings who could enter the finals. Facing such a disadvantageous situation, he suddenly spread out his left arm, and the Wind Wielding Wings under his ribs extended. His body actually used the Wind Wielding Wings to quickly deflect, narrowly avoiding Long Haochen's Light Severing Sword. Both his feet landed on the ground, and with a quick bounce, he instantly disappeared behind a stone pillar.
Long Haochen's face revealed a trace of surprise, but he did not give chase. His feet stopped, and just like before, he once again used [Ready]. Looking at his calm and tranquil appearance, it was obvious that he was not the least bit anxious.
Hiding behind the stone pillar, Xing Xuan was gasping for breath. No wonder, no wonder he could become Big Sister Number One's friend, a Rank Five expert!
An assassin of the same rank would already be at a disadvantage against a Knight, not to mention the difference in cultivation between the two. In just one exchange, he had suffered quite a bit. Moreover, looking at Long Haochen's dignified appearance, he did not seem to be tempted at all.
If he could not fight head-on, perhaps he would have a chance by moving about. Thinking of this, Xing Xuan was even more unwilling to go out. If I don't take the initiative to attack you, no matter how strong your ability to gather spiritual energy is, what use is it if you can't find me?
Thinking of this, Xing Xuan once again changed his position, and bluntly crouched there without moving.
Long Haochen did not seem to be worried that he would not be able to find an opponent. Not only did he not stop his [Ready], but he also slowly closed his eyes.
The competition grounds immediately fell into a state of silence.
However, the judge did not stop the competition from continuing. As a Rank Seven Combat King, he naturally understood the [Ready] skill very well. Once Long Haochen finished accumulating all of his spiritual energy, if he did not launch an attack, his spiritual energy would naturally dissipate, and he would lose the competition.
This judge also wanted to see what Long Haochen could do. What he did not understand was why Long Haochen did not move, and instead chose to use this [Ready] skill. Was it really beneficial to do so?
Xing Xuan, who was hiding in the dark, had been observing Long Haochen's situation. The more he observed, the more he did not dare to go out. Long Haochen's entire body had turned into a brilliant golden color because of the [Ready] skill. The light element was terrifyingly dense, and could erupt with an incomparably tyrannical attack at any time. Xing Xuan had no other choice. He could only continue to hide, and continuously use the assassin's [Breath Control] skill, not daring to make the slightest movement.
Moreover, he also saw that Long Haochen's eyes were closed. However, with Cai'Er's tyrannical closed eyes attack in front of him, how could he dare to be careless?
Time passed by, and Long Haochen's [Ready] skill lasted for a full two minutes.
It seemed that two minutes was very short, but it was actually silent for two minutes during the competition, and this was not normal.
At this moment, Long Haochen finally moved. The dense light surrounding his body quietly disappeared, and the light sword in his hand was raised.
A blazing white light burst out, and in the time it took to take a breath, his light sword had become completely incandescent.
Holy Sword.
Because the [Ready] skill had brought him a huge amount of concentrated spiritual power, when he used the Holy Sword now, he actually didn't have to go through the process of [Ready].
Long Haochen's gaze turned towards a stone pillar. It seemed that he had already locked onto his target.
Xing Xuan, who was hiding, let out a huge sigh of relief. The stone pillar that Long Haochen was looking at was the exact opposite of where he was. Although the strength that Long Haochen had displayed was extremely strong, if his [Ready] skill failed, perhaps he would still have a chance of winning. It would be best if it ended in a draw. That way, he wouldn't have to worry about Big Sister Number One being dissatisfied.
Just as Xing Xuan was calculating in his heart, the light sword in Long Haochen's hand had already slashed out. The blazing white light transformed into a huge light blade that swept across the sky. What made Xing Xuan incomparably shocked was that although Long Haochen was looking in a different direction, the light blade was pointing towards his position.
Impossible, how could he find me? This was the only thought in Xing Xuan's mind. However, how could he still dare to continue hiding at this time? Only the heavens knew how sturdy the stone pillar was. Even the Warlord felt a certain amount of pressure from the Holy Light Slash that Long Haochen had unleashed with the Holy Sword, let alone Xing Xuan. That oppressive feeling made his heart subconsciously filled with fear.
Xing Xuan forcefully kicked off the stone pillar with both feet, and his entire body flew horizontally in an attempt to dodge Long Haochen's attack.
However, at this moment, a red light suddenly flashed in Long Haochen's eyes, and Xing Xuan, who was flying horizontally not far away, was instantly covered in a layer of red.
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