A somewhat twisted figure gradually became clear before Han Qian. If Long Haochen were here, he would definitely recognize that the thin old man emerging from the void was the same one he saw in front of the Saint Alliance’s treasure vault.

Han Qian’s expression immediately changed drastically, and he said with a wry face, “Saint Elder, I was wrong. Please, in your magnanimity, don’t hold a grudge against me!”

The thin old man snorted coldly, “Enough nonsense, come with me to the Assassin’s Trial Field. If you don’t go, I’ll find your grand-disciple and take him instead.”

Han Qian sighed deeply, putting on an air of sacrificing himself for a noble cause. “I… I’ll go, can’t I? But you have to go easy on me!”

The thin old man stepped into the void and disappeared instantly, leaving only a cold snort in the air.

Han Qian looked at Ying Suifeng, who said helplessly, “Next time, control that loose tongue of yours. The Brotherhood will pray for you.”

Han Qian said with a mournful face, “The Saint Elder is already so old, yet he still has a fiery temper. Brother, I’m off…”

Long Haochen ultimately didn’t catch up with Caier and could only return to his residence alone, feeling somewhat helpless.

As he walked, he suddenly realized something. His beautiful eyes widened slightly. That “hmm” at the end from Caier, could it be… could it be that she agreed to my request? She… she’s willing to let me hug her?

Yes, it must be! I’m so slow-witted, only realizing it now. If not for that, why would Caier have run away?

Long Haochen felt a surge of flames instantly rise within him, his heart burning with passion. His left hand moved slightly, and he couldn’t help but recall the wonderful sensation of embracing Caier’s slender waist that day.

I must go back and continue to cultivate diligently. I must win first place. A strong conviction fueled the young man with motivation, and he strode purposefully towards his residence.

Beside the street, in an inconspicuous corner, Caier listened to the change in his footsteps, her beautiful face slightly flushed, a touching smile playing at the corners of her lips.

The elimination rounds entered their second day, and the atmosphere became even more intense. Today would be the quarter-finals, and whoever won today would have a seventy-five percent chance of obtaining a spiritual stove. Without a doubt, every competitor would go all out in today’s matches.

Long Haochen and Li Xin arrived at the Knight’s Trial Field early. Caier was still sitting in the same spot as yesterday. Long Haochen went over and quietly took her hand. She only lowered her head slightly but didn’t say a word.

Li Xin had been eliminated because she conceded yesterday and could only sit in the waiting area in the back.

Long Haochen especially liked this touching atmosphere that only the two of them could feel, simply holding her hand with a satisfied smile on his face.

“Quarter-finals, the draw begins. The top eight competitors, please enter.”

Long Haochen pulled Caier to her feet. To his surprise, Caier didn’t pull her hand away this time but instead gripped his hand, allowing him to lead her into the arena.

Caier was a smart and very opinionated girl. When she leaned on Long Haochen’s shoulder yesterday, she was no longer afraid of anyone’s gossip. At that moment, she also fully acknowledged the relationship between herself and Long Haochen.

The other six competitors looked at the young couple, their expressions varying somewhat. Some of them had experienced Long Haochen’s strength, while others didn’t know, but everyone had witnessed Caier’s strength yesterday.

Soon, the top eight players all arrived in the center of the arena. The method of drawing lots was the same as yesterday, only the number of people was smaller.

Long Haochen was surprised to find that his grand-master’s face was a little pale today, or rather, an unhealthy pallor. His eyes were listless, and the muscles in his face twitched from time to time. He didn’t know what was going on.

“The draw begins,” Han Qian said weakly, sighing in his heart. This luck is too bad, drew one of my own again. Old me, been beat up yet still gotta do this, too pitiful.

Long Haochen, still holding Caier’s hand, raised his other hand and placed it on the halo. At the same time, he looked up at his competitors.

Of the other six people who entered the top eight, he only recognized two: Yang Wenzhao and Huang Yi. Among the remaining four, Long Haochen only had a slight impression of the fifth-tier knight.

Golden lights flashed, and the draw was completed instantly.

Throughout the drawing process, Long Haochen’s gaze remained fixed on Caier. He naturally didn’t want to draw her the most.

Fortunately, the gold on their bodies had distinct differences in shade, indicating that they wouldn’t be matched today. Only then did Long Haochen raise his head and look at the others.

The quarter-final pairings were revealed, with some rejoicing and others worrying. The most depressed was Huang Yi, because his quarter-final opponent was none other than Caier. When he saw that the gold on Caier’s body was the same as his own, Huang Yi felt a bitter taste in his mouth. He knew that his path forward was probably coming to an end.

His mentality was still good, though. Huang Yi also knew that among these people today, no matter who he faced, his chances of winning wouldn’t be very high. It’s just that the one he drew was the most impossible for him to defeat.

Long Haochen also saw his opponent. He was to face the fifth-tier Beast Controlling Envoy from the Soul Temple today. Clearly, he would face considerable difficulties.

The Knight Temple once again displayed its black hand nature. Yang Wenzhao was drawn into a group with another fifth-tier knight. He ultimately couldn’t avoid a Knight civil war. However, Yang Wenzhao’s expression was very relieved. He actually felt that he was very lucky, at least he didn’t meet Caier.

The last pair was naturally another fourth-tier peak assassin from the Assassin Temple facing the only advancing member of the Warrior Temple. Both of them wore happy expressions. Without a doubt, they were the weakest of the top eight, followed by Huang Yi. A full-strength fight would give them a chance to enter the top four.

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Han Qian’s facial muscles twitched even more violently. This luck is too bad, drawn one of my own again.
However, no one laughed at him today. Today’s battle is very important for the six great temples. Whether or not they can enter the top four hinges on this. Entering the top four is equivalent to having one foot already inside the top three threshold. This is not only about obtaining a spiritual stove, but also a symbol of glory for the six great temples.

Ying Suifeng was slightly better off. He had absolute confidence in Cai’er, and the Assassin Temple itself had two people in the top eight, so the chances were always greater. But the vice-temple masters of the other three temples, besides the temples, were staring at their own disciples, conveying something to them with their eyes.

“The one with the lightest color stays, the others return to the rest area to wait for the match,” Han Qian said weakly.

Long Haochen’s eyes lit up slightly. The person with the lightest golden light on his body today was none other than him and the beast controller.

“Cai’er, your opponent is Huang Yi, an earth-type mage, fifth-level. He possesses an earth element spirit and is good at using earth wave techniques to help him change positions. You will be in the fourth match, and I am in the first match. You should go back and rest first.”

He wouldn’t repeat yesterday’s mistake today. Not only did he tell Cai’er about her opponent, but he also concisely described Huang Yi’s characteristics.

Long Haochen didn’t hide his voice, and Huang Yi’s face suddenly became even more bitter. Equally bitter was Lin Chen, the holy magister of the Mage Temple. He looked at Cai’er, then at Huang Yi, his face full of helplessness.

The others slowly retreated, leaving only Long Haochen and the beast controller in the arena. The referee entered the field, and the protective shield around the trial field slowly rose.

“Knight Temple, Long Haochen, versus Spirit Temple, Liao Yu. The two sides keep a distance of fifty meters.”

Long Haochen slowly retreated, carefully observing his opponent at the same time.

Liao Yu was a slender young man, about the same height as the fourteen-year-old Long Haochen, definitely over twenty years old. His appearance was slightly above average, and his face was slightly pale. But he had a pair of particularly bright eyes, so clear that they could reflect light. He kept staring at Long Haochen as he slowly retreated.

The distance between the two sides gradually increased, but their auras were already mutually pressing against each other.

Liao Yu held a white staff in his hand. This color of staff was very rare, and it was impossible to tell what material it was made of. The gemstone embedded at the top was also white. As white as jade, crystal clear as snow. The gemstone was hexagonal and emitted a faint chill.

“The match begins.” The referee announced loudly the moment the fifty-meter distance was reached, and at the same time, his figure flashed and quickly retreated, leaving the trial field to the two of them.

Liao Yu had already prepared himself. At the moment the match began, his incantation burst out as if it was spewing out. At the same time, a layer of pearly white halo emanated from his body.

It felt like his incantation was not as fast as Bai Xiaomo and Fang Zhu, but his pronunciation was clearer, and it seemed to have a strange rhythm. What was even more peculiar was that, along with the chanting of the incantation, the staff in his hand was constantly waving. With a similar rhythm, strange milky white runes quickly formed in front of him. In just three seconds, a huge white light gate had lit up in front of him, and a magical beast darted out like lightning.

It was a leopard, pure white with some dark blue coin-shaped spots. Its length was only about two meters, and it didn’t look very strong, but it gave people a feeling of the combination of power and beauty.

Liao Yu stepped forward, and the white halo on his body instantly merged with the snow leopard. The next moment, he had already appeared on the snow leopard’s back.

Snow Shadow Leopard, as fast as lightning, as quick as the wind, skilled in ice magic. Different Snow Shadow Leopards have different talent magic. It is one of the fastest types among fifth-level magical beasts.

When he saw the magical beast summoned by the opponent, Long Haochen immediately made a judgment. His father and teacher had taught him to recognize most magical beasts, and the Snow Shadow Leopard was naturally among them. There was no doubt that Liao Yu was not going to use the Snow Shadow Leopard to attack him, but to use it as a mount. Relying on the speed of the Snow Shadow Leopard to maneuver around him.

Long Haochen did not launch a charge at Liao Yu while he was summoning. On his forehead, the purple rune shone brightly, turning into a bright purple light that shone on the ground in front of him. Nine purple light lines flashed and disappeared. Hao Yue’s huge figure had already appeared in front of him. In terms of summoning speed, he was indeed a few points faster than Liao Yu.

Mount? He has a mount? Yang Wenzhao, sitting in the first row of the rest area, was taken aback, and couldn’t help staring at Hao Yue in front of Long Haochen.

At this time, Hao Yue was no longer the pitiful Earth Fire Lizard that he was when Long Haochen had just summoned him. His four-meter-long body was comparable to an Earth Dragon. Although his figure was not as tall as an Earth Dragon, his solid and powerful limbs and wide back gave people a sense of heaviness and solidity.

Three big heads were raised high, and the back thorns extending from the head down faintly shimmered with purple light. The two increasingly large bone protrusions on the back were like the backrest of a knight, and the three heads and six eyes flickered with bright light.

At first glance, it was indeed a bit ferocious with three heads, but after looking at it a few more times, one could feel a kind of cold majesty from it. Absolute domineering aura.

Long Haochen’s figure flashed, and he had already landed on Hao Yue’s back. A strange scene appeared. The thorns on Hao Yue’s back actually separated on their own, accommodating his body. The protrusions on the back leaned forward slightly, supporting his body. The thorns closed inward, firmly fixing his body. The man and beast were completely in sync.

Before entering the trial field, Long Haochen had already put on his full armor. The silver Holy Spirit Armor shone with a faint glow, and his face was hidden inside the helmet. At this time, the Holy Spirit Sword and Holy Spirit Shield were already in his hands, and the Holy Spirit Suit was complete.

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A faint silver halo was released from his body, shrouding himself and Hao Yue within it, covering them with a faint silver light. It was the suit’s attached skill, Holy Spirit Body Protection.

In terms of appearance alone, Long Haochen in a silver armor, silver sword, and silver shield riding the three-headed Hao Yue was much stronger than Liao Yu on the other side.
The three heads of Haoyue roared simultaneously, its four claws flying, and it charged fiercely toward its opponent. Each of its three large heads shone with a different light.

Sitting on Haoyue’s back, Long Haochen appeared extremely calm. A layer of golden mist rose from around his body in a ring shape, gathering power.

That’s right, sitting atop Haoyue, he himself didn’t need to take any action. Using the Charge skill was perfectly timed.

If all the battles Long Haochen had participated in before were to hone his skills, increase his combat experience, and stimulate his own potential, then starting with this battle today, he would fight entirely for victory. There was only one reason: for Caier.

Yang Wenzhao’s expression in the resting area had become solemn. He had fought a great battle with Long Haochen before. In that battle, he won, and he won while holding back. However, looking at Long Haochen now, he was shocked to find that this young man, much younger than himself, seemed to have become a completely different person.

Fifth tier, a mount. His original advantage was rapidly shrinking. In less than a month, he had undergone earth-shattering changes.

Yang Wenzhao wasn’t surprised by the strength he was exhibiting now, but even more surprised by the speed of his improvement.

“Roar, roar, roar—” Haoyue’s three heads roared again, and three different colors of light flashed simultaneously. A great battle was about to erupt.

(To be continued)

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