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

Chapter 38 The competition is over, and the champion is Knight No. Ye Ling from Group A!
"Seraphim, spirit activate!"

Ye Ling shouted simply, and the next moment, the six-winged angel martial spirit completely appeared on Ye Ling's body.

The holy light spread in all directions, and a golden light appeared above Ye Ling. The six-winged angel belonging to the God of Light slowly appeared, with six wings flapping continuously, flashing a strange light.

The six-winged angel was ten meters tall, but soon it slowly returned to its position, transformed into a phantom, and attached itself to Ye Ling's body.

A ray of light started from his forehead and began to spread throughout his body. His hair also turned into a shining golden color. Every strand of hair was glowing. The three halos on his body flashed dazzling light and continuously spread mysterious power.

At this moment, the mysterious spiritual power in Ye Ling's body transformed into the ultimate divine spiritual power, which continued to evaporate, and the endless light elements between heaven and earth were gathering towards Ye Ling's position.

At this moment, he is the absolute darling of light between heaven and earth!

Everyone who saw it, whether they were people with strength as low as the first level or the top powerhouses of the alliance in the temples in the sky, were all watching Ye Ling's changes intently.

The power of light continued to spread in all directions.

Very strange.

".Is this the true ability of the Son of Light?"

“This extreme light, even the light in my body, gives me a feeling of submission.”

Yang Haohan looked at everything in front of him and began to comment.

In his heart, he was already thinking about how the Holy Alliance should use all its strength to train Ye Ling. This was simply their absolute hope for a future counterattack against the demons!
No need to say more!

Similarly, I also decided the final outcome of this battle in my heart.

As Yang Wenzhao’s grandfather, Yang Haohan knew very well what Yang Wenzhao’s trump card was.

That was brought by his talent. Facing Han Yu and his ilk, he did have an advantage, but against Ye Ling, it was impossible!

Below, looking at Ye Ling in front of him, Yang Wenzhao no longer had any so-called pride in his heart, but instead stood there in a daze.

Because he unexpectedly discovered that the actions he could accomplish with his strong talent and physique were no longer possible, and were instead completely suppressed.

"I didn't expect that the difference between these two physiques would be so great."

"No wonder, no wonder Ye Ling didn't choose to use this ability to fight me when we were in the Yulong Mountains before."

"Because it is too terrifying, and they are also afraid of hurting their compatriots in the battle."

Yang Wenzhao thought to himself that he was very aware of the gap in talent between himself and Ye Ling, but as a Punishment Knight.

Even though he is very calm and composed, he is still a Punishment Knight.

What the young Punishment Knight lacks the least is passion!

"Then let's end this quickly and decisively!"

As soon as Yang Wenzhao finished his thought, he rushed to Ye Ling's position immediately. The spiritual power in his body had already become extremely scarce, and it was only enough for him to strike one more sword. And this time, he would naturally use it to the extreme!

"I'm sorry, Yang Wenzhao. If you were in your prime, even if my martial spirit possessed you, I would still have to hold you steady, but I don't need to now!"

As soon as Ye Ling finished speaking, a golden tail flame rose behind him, and he rushed straight towards Yang Wenzhao's position like a meteor chasing the moon.

Although the speed was not fast, in Yang Wenzhao's eyes, Ye Ling in front of him became extremely unreal, and the surrounding light spiritual power seemed to be there to help him.

Oh no!

Not light!

But it is sacred!

It is the light of the knight and the holiness of the priest!

But, logically speaking, it should be the supreme sacredness!

Yang Wenzhao only felt the strong and sacred aura pressing against him. The extreme brilliance even made him unable to breathe. He wanted to resist, but the scarcity of spiritual power in his body hinted at the end. Only after the last sentence: "Second spiritual skill, Angel Sword!", Yang Wenzhao felt dizzy. He only felt that the spiritual power in his body was constantly being consumed, and it was completely consumed in just a moment.

And Ye Ling also stopped in front of him.

Ye Ling did not leak much spiritual power. His spiritual power was only a little more than half of Yang Wenzhao's, and after just experiencing a battle, there was not much left.

It’s just that as a darling of light, the power of light around him lingers around his body, allowing him to persevere.

Looking at the very holy Ye Ling in front of him, Yang Wenzhao froze in place, slightly startled, and after a while, he smiled bitterly: "I lost."

"Thank you." Ye Ling replied.

Yang Wenzhao steadied himself and shook his head:
"No need to thank me, this is your strength. As a knight, I can afford to lose!"

"I just didn't expect that your strength has reached this level in just three months."

"Can you tell me how much your innate inner spiritual power is?"

Ye Ling was silent for a moment, and said: "My current innate inner spiritual power is ninety-three points."

“Ninety-three points.” Yang Wenzhao was silent. “No wonder, there hasn’t been a monster like you in six thousand years, but now you appear. After knowing this result, I feel a little relieved.”

"It seems that only this kind of terrifying talent can be worthy of a strong man like you. You are qualified, but I am not."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Wenzhao held his sword to stabilize his body and said:

"However, even if you are the Son of Light, I will not be completely hopeless. I am much older than you, and I will soon reach my true peak of cultivation."

"Then I will beat you."

Ye Ling didn't answer, but just pulled him up.

The light faded around them, and the two returned to everyone's sight.

It's over, it's all over.

The Yulong Pass Young Knights Competition is a competition that all young knights, and even countless powerful knights, are obsessed with. They hope to use it to prove themselves and decide everything for their future.

At this moment, the true ending came.

And the winner is recognized at a glance.

It is at the very center, the most sacred, god-like genius Ye Ling.

No one spoke. In this situation, they should not be the first to answer.

It shouldn't be up to them to decide everything.

Instead, it was the person who was paired with Ye Ling who started to evaluate the outcome first.

Soon, several rays of light slowly flew up into the sky.

The Lord of the Temple, the holder of the throne of order and law, the Knight of Control and Restraint, Long Tianyin, walked out slowly, and beside him were the other two Lords of the Knights of Divine Seal, hanging in the sky, standing with their hands behind their backs, slowly watching everything in front of them.

Among them, Long Tianyin was the leader. His eyes were slightly open, his spiritual power was constantly pouring out, and he was looking down very calmly.

Others saw him as being very cold and arrogant, but only he himself knew that when looking at Ye Ling, the only emotion he had was pride!

After a while, he continued:

"This is the final of the Young Knights Competition!"

"Champion, Knight No. 9 of Group A, Ye Ling!"

(End of this chapter)