Holding their breaths, the entire arena fell silent. Everyone’s gazes were fixed on the halo of light and the four figures standing outside it.

Light flickered, and the drawing was complete.

When everyone saw the results, they couldn’t help but gasp. Yang Wenzhao was stunned, and so was Long Haochen.

A trace of helplessness appeared at the corner of Long Haochen’s mouth, and he lowered his head slightly. The scene he least wanted to see had finally occurred. Looking at the identical pale golden luster on himself and Caier, he felt his throat tighten.

“What’s the result?” Caier asked softly.

“Your opponent is me,” Long Haochen said with some difficulty.

“Oh,” Caier replied, seemingly unsurprised by the result. Instead, she took Long Haochen’s hand.

Han Qian was also somewhat dazed. For the Knight Temple, this should have been the best possible outcome, but looking at Long Haochen’s expression, he had an uneasy feeling.

“The drawing is complete. Yang Wenzhao will face Mu Ning, and Long Haochen will face Caier. For the first match, Long Haochen versus Caier, you two remain in the arena to prepare.”

The other vice-temple masters didn’t object, and Han Qian announced the results.

As soon as the results were announced, a wave of noisy discussion erupted from the resting area. Li Xin nervously stood up. Her younger brother was going up against Caier! What was she going to do? Would they, would they really fight with all their might?

“Wait a moment,” Caier, holding Long Haochen’s hand, suddenly said.

The six vice-temple masters who were preparing to leave the arena looked at her with confusion.

Caier said calmly, “Let’s just proceed to the next round. I concede.”

Boom—the entire arena erupted in an uproar.

Han Qian’s eyes widened. To be honest, he really didn’t know who he should hope would win between Long Haochen and Caier. From the Knight Temple’s perspective, it would be best if Long Haochen won, so he could face Yang Wenzhao in the finals. However, if Long Haochen won against Caier, would it affect their relationship? Caier was the Saint Daughter of Samsara! If Long Haochen could successfully marry her, then, without a doubt, the two of them would become the pillars of the alliance in the future. This was what the Knight Temple most hoped to see.

Caier’s concession was an outcome that Han Qian had never expected, but after a brief moment of shock, his face was filled with joy. Without a doubt, Caier’s concession was the most desirable outcome for the Knight Temple, a win-win situation.

Ying Suifeng’s expression was much uglier. He said anxiously, “Caier, you, you really want to concede?”

Caier nodded lightly, took Long Haochen’s hand, and wanted to walk towards the resting area.

“Caier, you…” Long Haochen was completely shocked by Caier’s words. He had already prepared to concede, but he didn’t expect Caier to be even more direct than him, conceding before the match even started. Everything happened so fast that he only reacted when Caier pulled him back.

“No, it can’t be like this. Caier, you’re stronger than me,” Long Haochen said urgently.

Caier squeezed his hand and said softly, “Your glory is my glory.”

The simple eight words, when heard by Long Haochen, were like a heavy hammer striking his heart. A surge of heat instantly rushed into his brain, making him speechless.

Caier, Caier, Long Haochen’s eyes welled up with tears. He didn’t stop Caier’s kindness anymore, and was pulled by her back to the resting area.

As a man, no matter how beautiful the words he spoke, they could not compare to action. Let him repay this affection with a lifetime. Caier, with you in this life, what more could he ask for? He would never fail her, and protect her with his life.

In this instant, Caier’s position in Long Haochen’s heart had suddenly risen to the same level as his parents. Even if he didn’t fully understand what love between a man and a woman was, Caier had already occupied all the space in his heart.

Yang Wenzhao stood in the middle of the arena, looking at Mu Ning, who was full of disbelief. Both of them had quite interesting expressions on their faces.

Mu Ning never imagined that the queen in his heart would concede so easily. In his opinion, Caier would definitely win the final championship!

Yang Wenzhao had a feeling of relief. Caier’s choice to concede meant that his opponent in the finals would naturally be Long Haochen. Not having to face that female assassin seemed like a very good thing.

“Second semi-final match, Yang Wenzhao versus Mu Ning, are you both ready?”

Yang Wenzhao immediately sobered up and said in a deep voice, “Ready.”

Mu Ning, on the other hand, revealed a bitter smile. The blow he had received yesterday was too severe. Even now, half of his body was still unable to exert any strength. Today’s match was meaningless to him.

“I concede.”

Another scene that shocked the audience appeared. Although Mu Ning had countless feelings of unwillingness in his heart, he really had no other choice but to concede. He didn’t even have a chance to fight. In his current state, with his cultivation below the fifth rank, he was afraid that he wouldn’t even be able to withstand one move from Yang Wenzhao. What else could he do besides concede?

Such a dramatic scene left the referee somewhat stunned, and he couldn’t help but turn his gaze towards the platform.

“Yang Wenzhao wins.”

Both semi-final matches had ended without even starting. The Knight Temple had become the biggest winner, with Long Haochen and Yang Wenzhao entering the top two.

“Everyone, don’t move. There’s something to announce in a moment,” Han Qian’s voice came from the platform.

The contestants who were already preparing to leave stopped in their tracks. They were somewhat disappointed. They had thought they would be able to see more exciting matches, but instead, there were two consecutive concessions.

After a moment, Han Qian’s voice rang out again from the platform, “In view of the fact that there were no real matches today, after deliberation by the organizing committee of this competition, it has been decided to advance the finals. They will be completed together today, and the awards ceremony and roulette ceremony will be held. No one is allowed to leave.”

Finals advanced? Roulette ceremony?

This meant that the final champion would be decided today, and the final grouping of the ten Demon Hunt Squads would be completed at the same time.
The Demon Hunt Selection Competition was held internally within the Temple Alliance, keeping everything simple and avoiding any fancy gimmicks. Since the semi-finals ended in this manner, it was natural to save time.

“Next, we will first hold the third and fourth place match. Assassin Temple’s Cai’er and Mu Ning, please enter the arena.”

This time, Han Qian directly announced the names. The referee in the arena was also replaced by a man who looked to be in his forties, with a physique as sturdy as a mountain. Although he restrained his aura, his appearance in the center of the competition field still brought considerable pressure to the participants.

This referee is probably at the eighth rank? The young men and women in the rest area were all outstanding individuals of the younger generation, more knowledgeable than their peers, and immediately judged that this referee with his substantial aura possessed extraordinary power.

“I concede.” A clear, cold voice echoed throughout the arena.

The participants, who had been discussing the tie-breaker match, simultaneously fell silent. Their gazes all converged on one point.

Cai’er stood there, bowing slightly towards the platform before sitting down again. It was she who had uttered those three words.

“Cai’er, what are you doing?” Long Haochen was shocked. But Cai’er had already conceded.

Cai’er gently rested her head on his shoulder, “Silly, the top three can’t be in the same Demon Hunt Squad!”

Long Haochen was jolted. Yes, the top three can’t be in the same Demon Hunt Squad! How could I have forgotten such an important thing?

She, she completely gave up the competition for my sake, even failing to make it into the top three… She clearly had the strength to compete for the championship… “Cai’er, Cai’er…” Long Haochen felt his emotions erupt like a geyser. He couldn’t help but open his arms to embrace her. At this moment, he didn’t know how to express the surging emotions in his heart.

Cai’er supported herself against his chest, whispering, “Silly, you haven’t won first place yet. Go quickly. It’s your turn.”

Long Haochen grabbed her hand, brought it to his lips, and kissed it forcefully. “I will definitely win.” After saying this, he immediately leaped up and rushed into the trial field.

Cai’er still held up her hand, feeling a tingling sensation throughout her arm. The fair face hidden behind the veil was flushed with shyness, but she had never felt so happy in her life. It turned out that making sacrifices for someone could bring such a sense of happiness.

You said you would always protect me, so how could I not create opportunities for you?

This fool, fool… As early as when Long Haochen made that promise to her, she had already anticipated the occurrence of this scene.

Rushing into the field, Long Haochen’s fighting spirit soared to unprecedented heights. He could vaguely see golden flames burning in his clear, crystal-like eyes.

This was the power of love. At this moment, he had entered an unprecedented peak state.

However, while his inner emotions ignited a soaring fighting spirit, he forgot to tell Cai’er one important thing.

At this moment, the most surprised person was the assassin who got third place because Cai’er forfeited the competition.

Mu Ning stared blankly in Cai’er’s direction, unsure of what to say for a moment. Sometimes, happiness comes too quickly to be digested. You must know that the top three meant they could obtain an invaluable Spiritual Stove and the opportunity to form a team with themselves as the core. As one of the top three, they would surely become the leader of their respective Demon Hunt Squad.

On the platform, Ying Suifeng was so angry that his nose was crooked. He looked at Han Qian with an angry expression.

Han Qian said innocently, “This has nothing to do with me. A girl will always follow her heart! But, look, this is a good thing. It further promotes the exchange between our two great Temples. Moreover, Haochen is very likely to become a pillar of our Knight Temple in the future, isn’t he also the son-in-law of your Assassin Temple?”

Although he said that, the smile on his face was indeed very cunning.

(To be continued)

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