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Such a young eighth-tier peak knight? Without a doubt, Yang Wenzhao’s appearance shocked the audience. Especially to the other major Temples, it carried immense deterrence. Who said the Knight Temple’s higher-ups were old and frail? They had already nurtured such a young Paladin. It was almost foreseeable that Yang Wenzhao would inevitably break through to the ninth tier soon. He might even become the Knight Temple’s next generation of Divine Seal Knight.

Everyone with eyes could see the purpose of the Holy Light Shield: to find the assassin’s traces. After an assassin turns invisible, as long as they collide with any spiritual force, they will immediately reveal themselves. And Yang Wenzhao’s Holy Light Shield covers such a vast area; once it detects the assassin’s location, he will definitely have reaction time. Furthermore, the red light flashing in his eyes is clearly a knight’s lock-on skill.

In a sense, knights inherently counter assassins. Once an assassin is locked on by a knight, they can only choose to fight head-on.

That assassin was also calm and experienced enough. Faced with this situation, he didn’t rush to attack but quietly hid himself. After the Saint Union Great Trial Field was re-engineered, the competition venue was extremely wide. Although Yang Wenzhao’s Holy Light Shield covered a large area, it was still far from covering the entire competition venue. Therefore, he believed that as long as he didn’t take the initiative to attack, Yang Wenzhao wouldn’t be able to find him.

Currently, for him who is casting an invisibility skill, Yang Wenzhao, who is simultaneously casting Spiritual Barrier, Holy Light Shield, and Lock-on skills, will expend much more spiritual power. Perhaps the match will last longer, but the eighth-tier Emperor Assassin hiding in the dark is very confident in winning this battle.

Just as the Emperor Assassin had devised a plan, Yang Wenzhao moved. He stood there silently, and a rich golden light mist rose from his body. Charging up.

Back when Long Haochen was participating in the Demon Hunt Squad Selection Competition, many people suffered greatly from his Charging Up skill. Yang Wenzhao is now simply imitating him.

Perhaps only the members of the Dawn of Light Demon Hunt Squad could understand his intentions. But other spectators didn’t understand why Yang Wenzhao would do this. Charging Up skill could certainly increase one’s attack power to a stronger level, but what’s the use if he can’t find the target? It will only accelerate the consumption of spiritual power!

Sitting at the Knight Temple’s participant seats, Long Tianyin revealed a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. “This child, Wenzhao, has been missing for too long; many people have forgotten what abilities he possesses. It seems he will bring everyone a surprise.”

The Emperor Assassin confronting Yang Wenzhao was also filled with doubt. This young Paladin is using the Charging Up skill; does he intend to lure me out? That’s just wishful thinking. Doesn’t he know that the most important thing for us right now is our mindset? How could he make such a mistake?

The Emperor Assassin coldly hid in the dark, even lying dormant without moving. He wants to see what Yang Wenzhao can do after Charging Up.

From the start of the individual competition until now, this is the first time such a stalemate has occurred. But many people know that in this situation, the outcome will be decided as soon as the two sides make a move. If Yang Wenzhao can find his opponent’s location, with his Charging Up power and his eighth-tier peak cultivation, the assassin, who is also in the eighth tier, will undoubtedly be defeated. But conversely, if Yang Wenzhao can’t win with one blow, then if he gives the Emperor Assassin a chance, he will have no chance of a comeback.

Yang Wenzhao’s Charging Up didn’t last too long. At his chest, a faint green light appeared at some point. This light was not obvious under the cover of his strong light-element spiritual power, and it was only possible to find it by looking closely.

After this green light appeared, a strange green ray suddenly shot out from Yang Wenzhao’s chest. This green ray was emitted in a fan shape, directly sweeping forward. What was shocking was that this green light, after touching the Saint Union Great Trial Field protective shield far away from Yang Wenzhao, actually pierced through it. This seemingly didn’t produce any collision with the protective shield.

What is this ability? It’s not being blocked by the protective shield?

Soon, everyone understood what this ability was. Yang Wenzhao’s Charging Up ended, and his body made a half-turn movement. The green light released from his chest was like a scan, sweeping across the entire field. The hidden, dormant assassin was immediately presented in the green light under this scan. Immediately afterward, a red light fell on him. Knight, lock on.

Flapping his wings, Yang Wenzhao after Charging Up, was like a golden lion, a burst of light-speed. A frontal assault.

When his powerful holy light fell on the assassin, Yang Wenzhao’s spiritual barrier twin swords heavily slashed on both sides of the assassin’s body. At the same time, he launched Holy Light Burst,震ing him upside down and sending him flying out, hitting the protective shield and bouncing back.

If the assassin had chosen to fight head-on from the start, perhaps he would have had a chance. But with Yang Wenzhao’s Charging Up completed, if those twin swords had been aimed at him, he would have undoubtedly died.

“I lost.” With difficulty saying those three words, this Emperor Assassin, who was over seventy years old, had the thought of finding a piece of tofu to slam his head into. Losing the match wasn’t embarrassing; what was embarrassing was losing without even using his full strength.

He was obviously deceived by Yang Wenzhao’s youth and previous actions, but he didn’t expect that Yang Wenzhao would have a spiritual stove with a powerful detection ability.

This was the spiritual stove that Yang Wenzhao obtained when Long Haochen gave up the reward during the Demon Hunt Squad Selection Competition. Although the spiritual stove itself has no offensive or defensive capabilities, it has a natural advantage against assassins. Yang Wenzhao also relied on his spiritual stove to lead his Demon Hunt Squad to achieve considerable results, but unfortunately, he eventually collided with the Dragon Knight Demon God.

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He has been missing for so long that very few people remember him possessing this spiritual stove. Even the Knight Temple doesn’t have many people who are aware of it, let alone this assassin.

As the first person to fight for the Dawn of Light Demon Hunt Squad, Yang Wenzhao brought a good start to the Dawn of Light.

Watching Yang Wenzhao leave the arena and return to the Dawn of Light Demon Hunt Squad, Li Zhengzhi’s mouth twitched slightly. He was very clear that there were already two knights in this Dawn of Light Demon Hunt Squad. Yang Wenzhao he naturally knew – Yang Haohan’s grandson. But in his eyes, this Yang Wenzhao should be much worse than Long Haochen. His strength has already reached the eighth-tier peak; then, what about Long Haochen?

Thinking of this, Li Zhengzhi’s gaze couldn’t help but look at the person standing on the far left of the Dawn of Light Demon Hunt Squad. Although he couldn’t see his appearance, from the gentle aura emanating from him, plus Tan Wan’s report yesterday, Li Zhengzhi knew that that person should be Long Haochen.

The fat on his face trembled slightly; Li Zhengzhi squinted his eyes and thought to himself, Long Haochen, I want to see how far you can go in this Saint Temple Great Competition. He never believed that a Demon Hunt Squad could compete with the Temples in the Saint Temple Great Competition. Long Haochen didn’t choose to return to the Knight Temple; was it because he didn’t want his teammates to return to the major Temples to participate in the competition?

Even now, Li Zhengzhi hasn’t figured out why Long Haochen appeared in the Saint Temple Great Competition in this way. But he was very clear that Long Haochen’s return after more than four years would inevitably make him his strongest competitor in the near future. Li Zhengzhi never underestimated Long Haochen because of his youth.

The competition continued. The strength of the major Temples also began to be displayed. The three strongest Temples were still the Knight Temple, the Mage Temple, and the Soul Temple. The Warrior Temple and the Assassin Temple were obviously weaker.

What was somewhat strange was that after another dozen or so matches, the members of the Dawn of Light Demon Hunt Squad were not selected. It wasn’t until the competition reached the twenty-fourth match that the Light of Selection shone on a member of the Dawn of Light Demon Hunt Squad again.

This time, the place where the Light of Selection fell was on the tallest member of the Dawn of Light Demon Hunt Squad. And at that moment, a girl sitting on the Warrior Temple’s VIP platform suddenly stood up. Her hands were trembling constantly because of excitement.

White clothes, white dress, Feng Ling’er.

As early as when Chen Zidian said the words “Dawn of Light,” Feng Ling’er was stunned on the VIP platform as if struck by lightning. Dawn of Light, isn’t that their team? Missing for more than four years, this bastard, this bastard is finally back?

This sudden news made her brain go blank, so much so that her gaze was fixed on the tallest, strongest person in the Dawn of Light Demon Hunt Squad. Her eyes didn’t blink, and tears were constantly rolling in her eyes.

Ye Weiyang was sitting next to Feng Ling’er. As representatives of the Saint Union Auction House, they were naturally qualified to come to the VIP platform. The words “Dawn of Light” shocked her no less than Feng Ling’er. At this time, she didn’t know what to say to comfort Feng Ling’er, but could only hold her hand tightly, using her own warmth to comfort her heart.

At this moment, the Light of Selection selected that person, selected the guy that Feng Ling’er had secretly cried for countless times over the past four years. Feng Ling’er could no longer restrain the excitement in her heart, and then suddenly stood up.

Ye Weiyang quickly hugged her body. “Ling’er, don’t be excited; this is the Saint Temple Great Competition. If it’s really him, you’ll always see him.”

“Bastard…, bastard…” Feng Ling’er’s red lips were trembling. If it weren’t for Ye Weiyang supporting her, she would probably have fallen down. He’s back; it must be him who’s back.

Tears could no longer be restrained, like broken pearls, constantly sliding down her fair face.

Under the gazes of Feng Ling’er and Ye Weiyang, the tall, strong member of the Dawn of Light Demon Hunt Squad slowly walked to the entrance of the Knight Temple’s competition area. With a flip of his right hand, he tore off the large cloak on his body, revealing a smooth, shiny bald head.

(To be continued)

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