Huang Yi had already decided that if he encountered Long Haochen or Yang Wenzhao during the semi-final draw, he would concede the match directly. Then, in the subsequent competition for third place, he would definitely face that assassin. Reaching the top three was a certainty, and his biggest hope was to obtain a Spiritual Stove and, as the team leader, choose a teammate to join his Demon Hunt Squad.

If he was lucky enough to draw that assassin directly tomorrow, hehe, it would be even simpler. Getting into the top two would be promising, and when competing for first place, he might really have to give it his all.

Huang Yi always felt that he had been lucky in this competition, especially in the previous group stage. If Wang Yuanyuan had performed a little better, he probably wouldn’t have made it to the top sixteen. He had also been lucky in the knockout stage so far. He hadn’t encountered any particularly strong opponents, and he hoped his luck would continue to accompany him.

Just as Huang Yi was seeing a glimmer of hope, and everything seemed to be developing according to his plan, suddenly, Cai’er moved, her body darting like a bolt of black lightning towards Huang Yi’s original position.

Her flash was so fast that afterimages appeared.

Huang Yi felt a cold sweat break out on his back in an instant. If he hadn’t moved, this rush would probably have been the end of him.

However, before he could even rejoice, Cai’er had already reached the position he had been in before, but she didn’t attack as Huang Yi had expected. Instead, she lightly tapped the ground with her Green Bamboo Staff, using the force to propel herself forward again. The resilient Green Bamboo Staff was like a bowstring, pushing Cai’er’s body out.

Huang Yi was stunned. Disappeared?

Yes, Cai’er in front of him disappeared the next moment she dashed out. The afterimages that had materialized in the air slowly dissipated, and she simply vanished.

Bang—at the juncture of his neck and shoulder, a heavy strike caused Huang Yi to instantly lose consciousness and collapse to the ground. The Earth Elemental Spirit seemed frightened as well, quickly transforming into a yellow stream of light and disappearing into his chest.

Huang Yi fell limply, revealing Cai’er’s figure behind him. She slowly tapped the ground with her Green Bamboo Staff and walked straight towards the resting area.

This… the spectators gasped in unison, especially Yang Wenzhao, who really wanted to ask if this girl was truly blind.

Obviously, Huang Yi had been tricked. Cai’er hadn’t been affected by the Rockfall Technique at all. The previous pauses and wrong directions were all to mislead him. And that final rush was a Shadow Clone performed directly in the air. When Huang Yi saw her figure disappear, she had actually appeared behind him with unparalleled speed. Naturally, Huang Yi tragically endured a blow from the Green Bamboo Staff and fainted.

“Assassin Temple, Cai’er wins.”

Cai’er returned to Long Haochen’s side and sat down. Looking at her, Long Haochen couldn’t help but stare blankly. He still clearly remembered the difficulty of his own battle with Huang Yi not long ago. If he hadn’t summoned Haoyue at the end, he probably wouldn’t have been able to win. However, in front of Cai’er, Huang Yi became so fragile. Cai’er didn’t even use any skills, and she easily defeated her opponent.

“Cai’er, can you not be affected by sound?” Long Haochen asked softly.

Cai’er said, “Although I can’t see, my other five senses are much more acute than ordinary people. How can sound deceive me? Both the magic fluctuations on his body and the scent he emits clearly tell me where he is.”

Long Haochen suddenly understood. “So that’s how it is. Ah, no wonder you agreed to me that day…”

“Hmm?” Cai’er tilted her head in confusion.

Long Haochen chuckled and said, “I mean, Yang Wenzhao is probably not your opponent either. How about we change our agreement? If you get first place, I’ll let you hug me.”

Hearing his words, Cai’er’s pretty face instantly turned red, and she lightly punched him, but didn’t say a word.

It’s no wonder Long Haochen didn’t have confidence in himself. This wasn’t just a matter of strength. If he really encountered Cai’er, he simply wouldn’t be able to attack her, let alone go all out. Long Haochen didn’t care much about the ranking. Just like Huang Yi had thought, he believed he could make it into the top three, and it would be enough as long as he could get the Spiritual Stove reward.

All the matches for the top eight into the top four were over. The top four in this year’s Demon Hunt Squad Selection Tournament were Long Haochen, Yang Wenzhao, Mu Ning, and Cai’er.

Among them, Mu Ning was another competitor from the Assassin Temple who had advanced.

At this point in the competition, only the Knight Temple and the Assassin Temple remained from the Six Great Temples. Two against two, it seemed that the overall strength of the Knight Temple should be stronger. However, Cai’er’s existence made anyone dare not underestimate her. Only the people from the Assassin Temple probably knew how strong this girl really was.

Even if Mu Ning ended up at the bottom, if Cai’er could win the final championship, then the glory of the Knight Temple would be stolen by the Assassin Temple.

Moreover, the close relationship between Cai’er and Long Haochen was seen by many. They were likely to be the youngest couple in the history of the Demon Hunt Squad, and also likely to be a couple with the greatest potential.

After sending Cai’er back to her residence, Long Haochen returned to the hotel and went directly to Ye Hua’s room.

“Teacher.”

Ye Hua looked at Long Haochen, who had arrived, and smiled slightly. “Was today’s match smooth?”

Long Haochen smiled and said, “I’ve already entered the top four.” He explained the process of today’s match in detail.

Ye Hua’s eyes lit up, and he chuckled. “Your achievements have far exceeded my expectations. It seems that you shouldn’t need to participate in the selection tournament a second time.”

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Long Haochen hesitated slightly, then said, “Teacher, I have something I want to discuss with you.”

Ye Hua said, “Go ahead.”

Long Haochen said, “Cai’er has also entered the top four, and her strength is really strong. Huang Yi, whom I could only defeat by relying on Haoyue’s power, was completely helpless in front of her. Tomorrow is the semi-final. If I draw Cai’er, I want to give up this match and compete for third place. I’m confident I can defeat the other assassin. As long as I get into the top three, I’ll have a chance to get the Spiritual Stove. If my semi-final opponent isn’t Cai’er, I’ll definitely do my best to win.”

“You choose to give up because you can’t bring yourself to attack her, right?” Ye Hua knew this disciple too well. Although Long Haochen was inherently kind, he was also persevering and would never give up a match because his opponent was strong.

Long Haochen nodded gently.

Ye Hua was silent for a moment, then said, “This is your competition, so you can decide for yourself.”

Long Haochen was stunned. He originally thought that his teacher would scold him.

Ye Hua smiled slightly. “Don’t think too much. Many things are destined. You’ve already over-fulfilled your mission in this competition. After the competition, you’ll join the Demon Hunt Squad. You’ll have many, many choices to face in the future, and your teacher can’t always be by your side to help you decide what to do. But, you must remember that once you’ve made a choice, don’t regret it. Whether you’re right or wrong, you must take responsibility for your choice.”

“Yes.” Long Haochen breathed a sigh of relief after receiving Ye Hua’s consent. He bid farewell to his teacher and returned to his room to cultivate.

The door closed, and Ye Hua sat there quietly, sighing softly. “Silly boy, it’s not that simple! If you two both get into the top three, then, according to the rules of the Demon Hunt Squad, you can’t be on the same team.”

He didn’t tell Long Haochen this because he had selfish motives. Why should his disciple give up more for a woman? Let fate decide everything.

Ye Hua didn’t know that it was precisely because he didn’t remind Long Haochen of the rules of the Demon Hunt Squad that Long Haochen encountered some trouble.

It was still the Knight Trial Field. After more than half a month of competition, the semi-finals had finally arrived.

When Long Haochen walked into the arena with Cai’er’s hand in his, the entire audience fell silent.

The semi-finals were a stage for knights and assassins. It was also a head-to-head battle between the two great temples. Who would gain the advantage today? The first thing to look at was the draw.

Compared to the draw in the previous few days, Yang Wenzhao seemed particularly calm today. He was already at the semi-final stage, and he didn’t expect to draw a good match. Although his gaze was calm, it was also full of determination. No matter who he encountered, he would do his best to win. At this time, he was actually looking forward to meeting Long Haochen and Cai’er. He believed that his chances of winning were higher against Long Haochen, but he had no confidence against Cai’er. Because, according to the rules of the Demon Hunt Squad Selection Tournament, if a Sky Knight encountered an assassin, the Sky Knight wasn’t allowed to take to the air. But the assassin wouldn’t get the cover of the pillars either.

Han Qian, Ying Suifeng, and the other four vice-temple masters came to the center of the arena again.

Although the vice-temple masters of the other four great temples were not in a good mood, they were relatively relaxed at this time. After all, the participants from their respective temples had already been eliminated.

Han Qian’s and Ying Suifeng’s facial expressions were a little tense, and no one knew what they were thinking.

The light barrier calmly separated the six vice-temple masters from the four semi-finalists.

Han Qian took a deep breath and shouted in a deep voice, “Begin the draw.”

Four hands were raised at the same time and landed on the light barrier. At this moment, among these four people drawing lots, only Cai’er’s mood was very calm.

The six vice-temple masters’ gazes became focused, and their senses became exceptionally strong.

A historical moment was about to arrive. Luck might have been useful in the previous matches, but at this point, luck could no longer play a major role.

(To be continued)

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