Who is this person? This was the same question that popped into the minds of almost all the assassins hidden in the shadows. Is she a contestant? But how could an assassin be blind?

At this moment, all the assassins suddenly remembered that in the previous two days of the competition, the total number of contestants who appeared here was only forty-seven, not the forty-eight mentioned by the cold voice.

A bye in the first two rounds, could it be… Fifth Rank?

But even if she has Fifth Rank cultivation, so what? As a blind female assassin, how much of her assassin skills can she display?

“Tap, tap, tap…” Cai’er silently walked into the arena. Her movements were not fast, even slower than a normal person walking. She looked like a walking corpse, and the coldness that lacked any vitality reappeared in her aura.

The chilling voice on the platform completely ignored Cai’er’s actions. The countdown continued, “Five, four, three, two, one, begin.”

As soon as the word “begin” was uttered, Cai’er happened to walk to the center of the arena. This place was also almost the center of those pillars, and it was also a fairly large open space. She was completely exposed to all the assassins hidden in the shadows.

Silence. A brief silence fell over the entire arena. No assassin rushed to attack first. The first four to be eliminated from the twelve would enter the additional match, which meant that the eight who were not eliminated in this match would directly enter the top ten. In this situation, no one would act rashly.

However, just because others didn’t move didn’t mean Cai’er wouldn’t. She stood there quietly, only pausing for three seconds before the “tap, tap” sound of the green bamboo cane tapping on the ground rang out again, slowly moving in one direction, where there happened to be a pillar, and behind the pillar was an assassin.

Cai’er’s appearance was completely unguarded. Her entire body was full of openings. Her pace was so slow, relying entirely on the green bamboo cane to feel her way forward.

Puff! Finally, her green bamboo cane touched the pillar. Cai’er paused. At that moment, the assassin hidden behind the pillar moved.

The assassin pounced out from the middle of the pillar. His tight, neat outfit did not make any sound during the pounce. He instantly swept over Cai’er’s head, and at the same time, a dull, black dagger pointed directly at Cai’er’s shoulder.

Killing was prohibited in the competition. Otherwise, his attack would have been aimed at Cai’er’s neck.

The other assassins hidden in the shadows did not move. They were all quietly observing. Someone attacking Cai’er, this anomaly, was clearly something everyone wanted to see.

He hit!

All the assassins clearly saw the black-clad assassin’s dagger pierce Cai’er’s shoulder. However, at the same moment, all their pupils contracted sharply.

Because they saw two Cai’ers.

The Cai’er who was stabbed stopped there, motionless, and the black dagger did not draw any blood. The other Cai’er appeared two meters away.

Cai’er’s soft small hand, which had been held by Long Haochen, was at the upper quarter of the green bamboo cane. The exposed section of her hand was only a little over half a foot long, and she made a seemingly slow and gentle forward jab.

The assassin had already realized his miss as soon as he attacked, but he couldn’t defy the laws of nature, and his body still had to descend.

His neck went numb, and the next moment, he lost consciousness.

The other assassins only saw a blur, and the two Cai’ers had already turned back into one, right in front of the pillar, where she had just been stabbed.

The lower end of the green bamboo cane swept across, and the seemingly gentle blow struck the waist of the slowly collapsing black-clad assassin. Instantly, the black-clad assassin’s body flew out like a rag doll and landed directly at the edge of the arena.

“Number eighteen, eliminated,” the chilling voice from the platform announced.

Shadow Clone!

The heartbeats of all the assassins quickened. Cold sweat almost simultaneously seeped from the hands holding their daggers.

Shadow Clone was a Fifth Rank secret skill for assassins, said to require the most contribution points among all Fifth Rank secret skills. This seemingly blind girl almost perfectly used the Shadow Clone, even giving the illusion that when she split into two, no one knew which one was the real her.

Fifth Rank, it really was Fifth Rank, and such a powerful Fifth Rank.

“Tap, tap, tap.” The sound of the green bamboo cane tapping on the ground rang out again.

Cai’er changed direction and walked forward slowly. As they watched the green bamboo cane in her hand, every participating assassin seemed to see a death warrant. The sound of the green bamboo cane tapping on the ground seemed to control their heartbeats. No one dared to underestimate this slender, even somewhat thin, blind girl.

Swish, swish, swish, swish…

A series of sounds of figures leaping and jumping rang out. The assassins were all quickly moving, and no one wanted to be Cai’er’s next target.

However, the arena was only so big, and there were only so many pillars. As they moved, conflicts would naturally occur.

A series of rapid clinking sounds caused by daggers colliding appeared quickly. The original silence was completely broken by Cai’er.

Hearing the collision of daggers, Cai’er stopped. She stood there silently, completely exposed to the sight of all the assassins, motionless. However, not a single assassin dared to approach her. Everyone could see that although she couldn’t see, her other sensory abilities must be incredibly terrifying.

“If I finish early, I can wait for him. I wonder if his competition went well today.” The coldness on Cai’er’s body quietly disappeared.

Knight Temple Arena.

“Number ninety-seven, number four, enter the arena to compete.”

The Knight Temple competition reached its sixth match, and Long Haochen was finally called. But at that moment, both Li Xin and Ye Hua’s expressions became extremely ugly.

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Of the four Fifth Rank knights, one had already taken the stage. To describe the process of that match, the words “crushing” were enough. The other contestant facing that Fifth Rank knight had no chance at all. He was forced to surrender with just one charge.

Number four, this was the second Fifth Rank powerhouse to appear today, and his opponent was none other than Long Haochen, number ninety-seven.

Entering the third round, a total of thirty-eight contestants remained, including four Fifth Rank. That meant that in all nineteen matches, only four would face Fifth Rank powerhouses. And Long Haochen was undoubtedly one of those four unlucky ones.

Standing up, Long Haochen showed a sunny smile on his face and said to Ye Hua beside him, “Teacher, you taught me that no matter how strong the opponent is, I must not lose confidence.”

Ye Hua was stunned, and nodded forcefully to Long Haochen. “Go. You are my disciple, Ye Hua.” At this moment, the man known as the Asura had a touch of fanaticism in his eyes.

Long Haochen strode into the arena. The knights in the rest area quieted down and watched the upcoming match intently. This included the black-clad youth who had been provoked by Long Haochen yesterday and had not yet taken the stage. He stared at Long Haochen calmly and coldly, as if saying, “Only if you pass this level will you be qualified to be my opponent.”

Long Haochen’s opponent was a tall knight, about 1.9 meters tall, with broad shoulders, thick, curly brown hair, holding a greatsword that was wider than a normal greatsword in his right hand, and a heavy shield with a square upper part and a pointed conical lower part in his left hand, instead of the round shield used by ordinary knights.

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