Seal of God: Sign in from Yulong Pass to become a god!

Chapter 22 Yang Wenzhao’s recognition, the pat on the head that he longed for!

"Fight and kill the Xuan Yuan Sword!"

Ye Ling twisted his body and the golden light turned into sand and dust, leaking out and surrounding him.

His two swords came into direct contact with Yang Wenzhao's Holy Light Cross Slash, and actually dissipated it in an instant.

But this sword did not end there.

Instead, he attacked Yang Wenzhao directly.

A series of clanging sounds rang out in the air. In just one short breath, it was unknown how many times Ye Ling's attack collided with Yang Wenzhao.

The two swords in his hands exploded like a huge meat grinder.

Seeing this, all the beings around were dumbfounded.

They? Did you see that right?
Yang Wenzhao!
This is Yang Wenzhao! ?

How could he be evenly matched with a young man he had never met before?
What a joke!
However, they were not the only ones shocked.

And there is Yang Wenzhao.

But he was a direct accident.

"This? Is this the Fighting and Killing Sword?"

"Is this Master Xingyu's unique skill, the Fighting and Killing Circular Sword? How did Ye Ling know this skill? Did he inherit Master Xingyu's legacy?"

"Impossible! I haven't even learned the Dousha Xuanyuan Sword! Even if he has inherited it, how could he have learned it?"

Ye Ling’s spiritual power was not enough to fully utilize the Fighting and Killing Sword.

However, Yang Wenzhao was not that tall, and he was a little careless. When the sword came down, Yang Wenzhao was careless and got hit.

There was not much possibility of resistance, and he took three steps back before he could steady himself.

Only the arm that was cut was bleeding.

Seeing this scene, the whole audience was stunned.

Yang Wenzhao?
Actually fell into a disadvantage?
This? How is this possible?

All of a sudden, even Guiwu didn't dare to speak.

But his eyes were still excited!
I can’t wait to see Yang Wenzhao kill Ye Ling!
Yang Wenzhao was not angry, but looked at Ye Ling in surprise.

"Fighting and killing swirl sword?"

"How do you know how to fight and kill with the spinning sword?"

"Impossible! Even I haven't learned it yet!"

"Who did you learn this from?"

Ye Ling understood his doubts and smiled, "There are many people and many eyes. I can't tell you the specific situation, but it should be similar to what you think in your heart."

"Is it similar to what I thought?" Yang Wenzhao was stunned.

I didn't expect that this young man has gone further than me in Master Xingyu's inheritance.
"Interesting. I originally thought you would just barely make it into the shortlist, not even in the top ten."

"But that sword strike just now gave me a different feeling."

"It's a pity that you have too little time left. You should have just broken through to the third level not long ago. Now you only have three months left to practice. In the next serious battle, you will not be my opponent."

"But I'm looking forward to a real fight with you!"

"Perhaps, in the next Demon Hunter Group War, you will be a good opponent for me!"

"Oh?" A hint of amusement appeared on Ye Ling's face.

Just from the touch of the two swords, Ye Ling could tell that Yang Wenzhao's strength was superior to his own.

But only for now!
As the son of light, he will not give in. He is determined to make a mark in this era, or even in the history of the entire Holy Demon Continent. How could he give in at this time?

Besides, the gap between himself and Yang Wenzhao is actually not that scary!
"Perhaps, there is no need for a demon hunting group." Ye Ling was very straightforward, and his fighting spirit was getting stronger and stronger:

"In the Young Knights Templar Competition in three months, you will lose to me!"

Ye Ling's surging fighting spirit was sweeping the surroundings at this moment.

It actually made so many knights take a step back, which shows how terrifying his will is.

Even Yang Wenzhao himself felt suppressed.

The surging fighting spirit within him fell upon him along with the absolute suppression of light.

The overwhelming pressure made Yang Wenzhao himself tremble slightly.

But he is a punishment paladin after all, and this kind of environment makes him feel passionate.

A special warm current stimulated the pride in his body. He did not feel any fear. Instead, a terrifying wave of fighting spirit swept through his body again.

It was turbulent.

He immediately rushed towards Ye Ling's position.

“I am really looking forward to that day.”

Although Yang Wenzhao was usually very calm, he still had the fighting enthusiasm of a Punishment Knight in his bones.

Long Xingyu was so talented in the past and had achieved such terrifying achievements.

In terms of talent alone, Yang Wenzhao is even better than Long Xingyu.

Although he usually calls Long Xingyu "Lord Xingyu", the young Yang Wenzhao always places his future achievements above Long Xingyu!

He didn't mean to look down on Ye Ling.

But he didn't think that an unknown boy like Ye Ling could defeat him!

However, he was still quite curious about Ye Ling's confidence and his relationship with Long Xingyu.

But there is no rush to ask these questions.

He waved his hand and said, "The most loyal quality of a knight is honesty. I have said before that I will never argue with you about this."

"See you in three months!"

"See you in the finals." Ye Ling nodded and said, "I'm reminding you to put aside your identity and manage your subordinates well. This incident today would not have happened." Yang Wenzhao understood, nodded, and said, "Thank you."

Then he waved his hand and said, "Let's go."

They left quickly.

Walk out of this area.

The other knights around immediately jumped up and walked towards Yang Wenzhao's position.

They all remembered the name Ye Ling in their hearts, but they still gave Yang Wenzhao the necessary compliments.

"Brother Wen Zhao, this person has ridden on your face and mocked you, are you just going to let it go?"

"Yes, as the grandson of the leader, you must be the strongest being. Someone is right in front of you and says he wants to suppress you. How can you tolerate this?"

"Yeah, he was too arrogant just now. If I wasn't embarrassed to speak up, I would definitely take action for you first!"

Yang Wenzhao was disgusted by their flattery: "Shut up!"

Everyone stopped talking immediately.

Since Yang Wenzhao had spoken, they didn't dare to say anything.

Only Guiwu still had some hope.

Yang Wenzhao looked over, and at first he didn't notice anything.

After Ye Ling reminded.

He began to think, from the time when Guiwu came back to the time when Ye Ling just now, he pondered everything in his mind, and Yang Wenzhao also analyzed a lot of things.

Without hesitation, a terrifying light appeared from his hand and instantly hit Guiwu.

There was no way Gui Wu could be blocked, and he flew backwards, dragging fiercely on the ground for three meters.

The whole person was covered in blood.

And Yang Wenzhao also showed some anger for the first time in a long time:

"Gui Wu, I don't care what conflicts you have. I can forgive everything that happened just now. If you still want to use me as a gun, I will make you pay the price immediately."

"You should believe that I can do it."

As soon as Yang Wenzhao said this, Guiwu was equivalent to being sentenced to death.

It's impossible to hang around him anymore.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Wenzhao left without bothering to pay attention to Gui Wu.

Similarly, he didn't plan to stay here any longer, so he left and headed towards his home.

He wanted to find his grandfather, Yang Haohan, the leader of the Holy Alliance, as soon as possible.

He knew all the geniuses in Yulong Pass, so they would definitely be able to help him answer the question.

You must know all the information about Ye Ling!
The only person left was Gui Wu, who looked angry but also very desperate.
After watching them leave, Chen Ying'er also let out a long sigh.

"Finally they left. I'm afraid Ye Ling is not yet a match for Yang Wenzhao. If they really fight, it will be troublesome." Chen Ying'er felt relieved.

But soon she was no longer at ease.

Ye Ling on the side looked straight at Chen Ying'er, which scared her and made her blush.

He. He, he, he, he, what is he going to do?
"I think I may need an explanation for what Yang Wenzhao just said." Ye Ling said.

What Yang Wenzhao had just said made him somewhat confused.

Top 10 in the Young Knights Contest? What kind of weird stuff?

He needs an explanation.

"That's right." Chen Ying'er paused and said, "Actually, my grandfather is the master of the Soul Temple, Chen Hongyu."

"Then what?" Ye Ling wondered.

Chen Ying'er was even more confused: "Aren't you surprised?"

"The teacher told me." Long Xingyu did tell Ye Ling, "But I'm curious about the top ten."

Chen Ying'er told the teacher everything.

Hearing everything, Ye Ling was a little surprised.

"You chose me, right?" Ye Ling said.

Chen Ying'er nodded timidly, she was afraid that Ye Ling would be angry.
Ye Ling was not angry. Instead, he felt a warm current in his heart and was a little excited.

I haven't achieved anything in the past few years in Yulong Pass.

But there was a girl who didn't appreciate her "talent"

But are you falling in love with yourself as a person and choosing yourself and helping yourself?
Thinking of this, Ye Ling slowly reached out his hand towards Chen Ying'er's head.

Sensing this, Chen Ying'er felt a little scared.

I was wrong and hid a lot from Ye Ling.

But he wouldn't hit himself, would he?
But she didn't dare to hide, because she didn't want to lose such a good "friend".

I just stood there pitifully, wanting to move but not knowing what to move.

"Ye Ling, don't be too hard, I'm afraid of pain," Chen Ying'er was about to say.

Ye Ling is angry, so let Ye Ling vent his anger.
As long as he is willing to be my friend and accompany me, I will feel too lonely.

But the pain didn't come.

Chen Ying'er only felt a hand suddenly appear on her hand and rubbed her pink bun. When she looked up, it was Ye Ling who was not angry but had a happy face.

"Since confirmation is this kind of recognition, this recognition of the so-called 'engagement'."

"Then I won't worry about it anymore. I'll just do this thing I've always wanted to do."

(End of this chapter)