Long Haochen turned to look at his companions, but his gaze was no longer calm, containing an unusually rich array of emotions. Among them, his gaze lingered the longest on Cai’er.

“You all step back too.”

“Wait a moment.” Tian Qing suddenly shouted, striding to stand before Long Haochen. His right foot slammed forcefully on the ground, and he thumped his chest with his right fist, offering Long Haochen a standard knightly salute. “Honorable Knight Long Haochen, I request to temporarily exchange armor with you.”

Long Haochen was slightly stunned. “Brother Tian Qing…” Whether it was the Mithril Foundation Armor, the Adamantine Foundation Armor, or the Divine Throne of Eternity, they were all considered the highest honor by knights, even more important than their own lives.

“Please allow it,” Tian Qing said resolutely.

“Thank you.” Long Haochen didn’t refuse, returning a standard knightly salute, fist across his chest.

A faint golden light shone on Tian Qing’s body. The tightly fitted Mithril Foundation Armor emitted a clear, melodious clang. Then, the first change occurred in the helmet, which flipped backward. All the armor plates began to roll downwards rapidly, instantly transforming into a base, revealing Tian Qing’s true form.

At this moment, Tian Qing’s lips were smeared with blood, his face was pale, but his eyes were filled with determination and a deathly stillness.

Stepping down from the Mithril Foundation Armor, Tian Qing said nothing more. He retreated to the side, his eyes fixed intently on Long Haochen.

Long Haochen took off his own Glorious Armor, clenching his fists unconsciously. The Mithril Foundation Armor, symbolizing the glorious legends of human knights, he was finally going to wear it for the first time. He never thought he would qualify to wear this armor so quickly.

To control the Mithril Foundation Armor, one needed to be at the seventh rank. Although Long Haochen hadn’t yet broken through, he had reached the peak of the sixth rank. His internal spiritual power had just reached 10,000 two days ago, reaching the bottleneck between the sixth and seventh ranks. With his pure light attribute spiritual power, he was confident in controlling this armor. Tian Qing also had the same confidence in him, which was why he was willing to give up his own glory to give Long Haochen a better chance of winning. Although everyone knew that facing a peak eighth-rank powerhouse with less than seventh-rank strength, Long Haochen’s chances were close to zero. However, Long Haochen had stepped forward, he had already accepted the challenge. As a knight, this was his glory, and no one could stop him.

Stepping forward, he came to the box formed by the Mithril Foundation. Long Haochen felt as if the blood in his body was boiling. When he truly sat on the Mithril Foundation, pride, arrogance, and endless fighting spirit rose to the sky.

Silver light swept over. From the silver box, a pair of greaves first extended forward, clasping Long Haochen’s legs. Silver light popped out from below the greaves, also locking his feet in place. Silver light popped out from the seat position, the lower back, and thighs, enveloping his waist and thighs completely.

As Long Haochen instinctively stood up, silver light flew upwards, and the pleasant clang continued. In just a few breaths, the complete Mithril Foundation Armor had enveloped Long Haochen’s body.

The same armor produced a completely different appearance when worn by Tian Qing and Long Haochen. When the silver armor completely covered Long Haochen’s body, a rich golden light suddenly flashed at his chest, and then this golden light quickly spread around. In just a few breaths, the original silver armor had completely turned golden, and exquisite golden magic patterns shone on the armor.

Even Long Haochen himself felt that he was like a huge black hole at this moment, frantically devouring all the light elements in the air. His own spiritual apertures seemed to have merged perfectly with the Mithril Foundation Armor. The feeling was too strange, different from any armor he had worn before. After putting on the Mithril Foundation Armor, Long Haochen felt as if he was only wearing a piece of clothing, not a piece of armor. Every part of his body was incredibly flexible, without the slightest hindrance. Just wearing this armor gave him the feeling that his whole body was in a state of radiant grace.

A legend, this was the legend of the Knight Temple! It was precisely because the Knight Temple spent thousands of years of accumulation and wisdom to create 365 sets of Mithril Foundation Armor and 36 sets of Adamantine Foundation Armor, that it was able to consistently hold the throne of the Six Great Temples.

Just wearing it made Long Haochen feel that his own strength had increased by at least 20% to 30%, and that was without considering the protective properties and increased flexibility brought by the Mithril Foundation Armor.

Looking at Long Haochen with his whole body shining with golden light, and feeling the Mithril Foundation Armor seemingly issuing a cheerful hum, Tian Qing was deeply moved. He also gradually understood why the black-clad young man from the demons chose him as his opponent instead of himself.

He slowly raised the Legendary Heavy Shield in his hand and presented it to Long Haochen.

But to Tian Qing’s surprise, Long Haochen shook his head at him. “Brother Tian Qing, actually, have you forgotten? I am also a Scourge Knight!” After saying this, he placed his Ripples of Light in his left hand and strode towards Abao.

Scourge Knight? Tian Qing’s gaze became dazed again. In a one-on-one battle, there was no doubt that a Scourge Knight was much stronger than a Guardian Knight. That’s right! The first time they met, Long Haochen seemed to be using dual swords.

“Are you ready?” Abao looked at Long Haochen, who had stopped ten meters away from him. He didn’t stop Long Haochen from changing his armor. He wanted to defeat Long Haochen in his strongest state in order to truly fulfill his wish.

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Long Haochen nodded slightly. “Come on.”

“You are a knight, where is your mount?” Abao said in a deep voice.

Long Haochen shook his head and said, “Although you are my enemy, you have given me the opportunity for a fair duel. As a knight, even if my strength is far inferior to yours, I must never take advantage of you. Our battle is just a one-on-one fight.”

Abao smiled, with a hint of undisguised appreciation in his eyes. “Good, you are worthy of being the opponent I have chosen.”

Rich black light slowly rose, and the scales on his body shone with a layer of purple. He raised his right hand, and a purple-black light soared into the sky. The huge halo turned into a pillar of light, and an incomparably sharp pressure spread out mightily.

All the demon powerhouses showed a hint of fear, seemingly all afraid of this purple-black light.

The purple-black light quickly condensed in Abao’s right hand, turning into a purple-black greatsword, which he held in his hand.

Of course, Long Haochen knew what this purple-black greatsword was. It was Abao’s own weapon, and also the weapon that he had once defeated. The horn of the Heavenly Demon Dragon turned into this.

As Abao raised his right hand, Long Haochen also raised his own right hand. A soft golden light instantly condensed, slowly rising in his right hand, which shone with rich golden light.

It seemed that the golden light was far less powerful and grand than the purple-black light, but the moment it appeared, an indescribable light banished all the darkness around Long Haochen.

The Mithril Foundation Armor he wore originally only emitted a rich golden light from the silver armor, but the moment the Aria of the Goddess of Light appeared in his right hand, the Mithril Foundation Armor completely turned golden.

Yating quietly emerged behind Long Haochen. She only muttered a few spells, and suddenly hugged Long Haochen’s body from behind. In the next moment, she disappeared.

Instantly, the golden light on the Mithril Foundation Armor greatly increased, and even emitted a clear humming sound. An almost terrifying spiritual power fluctuation suddenly erupted. At the same time as two pairs of spiritual wings instantly appeared behind Long Haochen, each edge of the spiritual wings had an extra layer of phantoms.

Yes, Yating had already integrated into the Mithril Foundation Armor as a spirit, bringing Long Haochen the ultimate increase.

The Aria of the Goddess of Light emitted a thick flame of light, and the Holy Light of Light naturally rose. In terms of overall momentum, he was actually not weaker than Abao at all. The auras of the two people oppressed each other, and neither could gain the upper hand.

The feeling Long Haochen gave Abao was not power, but purity. Anomaly pure. It was this purity that allowed him not to lose ground in terms of momentum.

The battle began at this moment without warning. Long Haochen launched the first attack, without using any skills, a slide step, and a forward slash. When the Aria of the Goddess of Light drew a beautiful trajectory in the air, a strange scene appeared.

In everyone’s perception, Long Haochen seemed to have disappeared, leaving only the sword.

A sword was slashed out, and the world changed color. It seemed to be slashing in the air, but Abao grunted and took half a step back.

Another slide step, spin, and the Aria of the Goddess of Light slashed horizontally. Long Haochen’s movements didn’t seem fast at all, but they gave people a strange feeling of stickiness.

As his opponent, Abao’s feelings were the most profound. Long Haochen’s first sword was indeed slashed in the air, but it was precisely this sword that completely sealed off all of Abao’s offensive routes. It also predicted the action Abao was about to make. If Abao continued to complete his attack, then Long Haochen’s sword, slashed out first, would definitely fall on him earlier.

If it were someone else, even if they were using legendary-level equipment, Abao would not pay attention to them at all. What if he was hit by a sword? The terrifying and powerful external spiritual power of the Heavenly Demon Dragon Race was not afraid of any blows at all. However, Long Haochen was different. His sword was like an antelope hanging its horns, without a trace to be found, but it had the strongest sword intent of the unity of heaven and man. Facing such a sword, Abao had a strong sense of crisis, as if as long as he was hit, he would definitely be seriously injured.

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