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

Chapter 29 What, that kid Ye Ling is actually fighting with my son?

When Ye Ling saw Han Yu, he was obviously happy.

After all, it is really different to meet someone you know among a group of strangers.

Even if the person on the other side doesn't know you now.

so what?

We got to know each other after the fight.

"dare you laugh?"

"This guy is not much worse than Yang Wenzhao. He is the grandson of the Holy Knight Leader Han Qian and the only son of the Knight Han Zhige. The Han family also had a Divine Seal Knight before!
Moreover, the Guardian Knight is much more difficult to deal with in a one-on-one fight than the Punishment Knight."

"Let's not talk about whether you have the possibility of losing to him, but this final and the next one, the real final, only last one day. If you are too injured or hurt, you will be at a disadvantage the next day."

Ye Ling was still laughing, but Chen Ying'er on the side became a little anxious.

Putting aside their grievances with Yang Wenzhao, even the reward for first place is much better than being in the top four.

And you can also give priority to the spirit furnace.

There are good and bad spirit furnaces. If you choose a bad spirit furnace, the difference will be huge. Even the Knights Templar cannot guarantee that all three spirit furnaces are good ones!
Otherwise, Chen Ying'er wouldn't be so anxious at this time.

But she was so anxious that she also touched Ye Ling Xiaomeng.

He smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, I know what's going on."

"The competition is about to start. I'm going to participate first."

After saying that, Ye Ling headed towards the venue. According to the time, the group finals would begin within three minutes.

Looking at Ye Ling leaving, Chen Ying'er was also stunned.

I always feel that the background of Ye Ling's departure is very reliable, as if everything can be solved perfectly with him around.
On the big stage in the sky.

Han Zhige, who had not come to watch the battle before because he had to observe and wait for everything, is back now.

And the rest of the strong men were there to take his place.

Now, there are only three Divine Seal Knights and Han Zhige left on the entire referee's stand, a total of four people.

"Zhi Ge, why did you come to watch the game this time?" Yang Haohan, who was standing aside, said in surprise when he saw this.

He always remembered that Han Zhige didn't like watching this kind of game.

Although he is very interested in discovering talents in the palace, he usually pays more attention to defense.

"I can't help it. Xiaoyu is also participating in the competition this time. He happens to be one of the contestants in the Group A final. I have always been in Yulong Pass and have not been able to watch his games in the Holy City. Although I haven't watched them before and don't know who his opponent is, I will definitely watch this final."

Han Zhige bowed to Yang Haohan, and then bowed to Long Xingyu and Long Tianyin.

The three of them naturally returned the gift immediately.

Soon, Han Zhige sat in the seat where he was supposed to sit.

Waiting quietly.

After a while, he suddenly remembered something, turned his head to look at Long Xingyu's position, and said, "Brother Xingyu, if I remember correctly."

"Half a year ago, you successfully accepted the child named Ye Ling as your disciple. In the past six months, he should have surpassed the limit of the second level and successfully awakened his innate inner spiritual power, becoming a true knight and participating in this competition, right?"

Hearing this, Long Xingyu smiled slightly: "Of course."

"Since it's the finals, his ranking should have come out."

Han Zhige nodded, seeming very satisfied with the result.

After a while, he shook his head regretfully:

"To be able to satisfy you so much, I guess he must have at least the same talent as Yang Wenzhao, which is definitely better than Xiaoyu."

"It's a pity that he has been practicing for too short a time. Otherwise, with his talent and character, he would have shined this time."

"However, with his ability, after becoming a knight, I think he should be able to learn these skills very quickly. Although he won't be able to reach a very high level, he should be able to be in the top four in the group and the top ten in the competition, right? Can he meet the basic requirements of Palace Master Chen?"

If someone else asked this question, Long Xingyu might think it was sarcastic.

But Han Zhige's words were obviously not true. Long Tianyin and Long Xingyu looked at each other, each seeing a trace of confusion and doubt in the other's eyes.

then.

The father and son laughed together, completely losing their composure.

Yang Haohan has been following them, so he knows everything clearly.

But Han Zhige was dumbfounded. He looked at the two palace masters in bewilderment, feeling somewhat unbelievable.

"You two, what are you doing?"

"I was just asking where the boy ended up and why he was laughing like that."

Han Zhige was dumbfounded.

"Zhi Ge, the situation of my disciple hasn't come out yet. It's not good for you to ask whether he has been eliminated now." Long Xingyu replied with a smile.

"Ah?" Han Zhige was confused.

At this moment, he could hear the voice of the seventh-level referee coming from below:
"The match begins. Knight No. 3 Han Yu from Group A versus Knight No. 9 Ye Ling from Group A!"

Hearing this, Han Zhige was shocked and stood up instantly, looking at the two young men walking in from below.

One is his son Han Yu, so naturally he would not admit his mistake.

The other one was none other than Ye Ling, but compared to half a year ago, his temperament was even more extraordinary, and the power of light was restrained in his body. Just based on Han Zhige's level, he could naturally see the terrifying power in it.

I was stunned for a moment.

This? Is this Ye Ling?

Han Zhige was very suspicious.

But! It is!
"Brother Xingyu? What? What's going on?"

"You've only accepted him as your apprentice for half a year, right? How did Ye Ling qualify for the group finals right away?"

Han Zhige was very surprised.

"It would be strange if he couldn't reach this level after being accepted as a disciple by me and my father. But who do you think will win this battle between him and Han Yu?"

Han Zhige pondered and said, "It should be Xiaoyu. His talent may not be as good as Ye Ling's, but he has practiced for a long time and is stronger. My father taught him the Han family's practice method. Ye Ling should not be his opponent."

Long Xingyu smiled slightly: "Then, let's wait and see!"

As soon as the referee's voice fell.

Ye Ling and Han Yu naturally went on stage first.

Each of them took out their weapons and assumed stances.

"Ye Ling?"

“I didn’t expect that this young man named Ye Ling could actually reach this level!”

Han Yu was very proud. As the grandson of the Paladin Captain, he had always been a true genius among his peers and even across ages since childhood.

With an innate inner spiritual power of 63 points, he is hailed as a genius who will definitely reach the eighth level in the future and has the hope of surpassing his father's generation and reaching the ninth level!
This time in the Young Knight Competition, although no one gave him a task, he gave himself a task!
Just get first place!

The real No. 1! Even Yang Wenzhao was surpassed!

Yes, for Han Yu, in this competition, the only enemy he saw was Yang Wenzhao, no one else!
Thinking of this, he raised his lips slightly, a hint of arrogance released from his whole body, and he looked at Ye Ling in front of him with a scrutinizing look.

"I heard that you have been winning with simple endings recently."

"Well, today is coming to an end!"

Han Yu said arrogantly.

He had never heard of Ye Ling before. He guessed that he was just a talented knight who had just returned to Yulong Pass and was the dark horse of this competition.

But! He is far inferior to me!
Even if he was a dark horse, so what? Could he still defeat the future ninth-rank knight in seconds?

(End of this chapter)