Throne of Gods: The mighty power of the heavens, the holy dragon descends upon the world!

Chapter 9 I avoid his edge? !

Knight Eleven took a deep breath, picked up his longsword, and stepped onto the arena.

Although the opponent is a fifth-tier knight, I am a punishment knight with stronger combat power. If the opponent is a guardian knight, I might still have a chance to win.

As he watched Su Zhe walk onto the arena with his longsword and shield, Knight Eleven felt a surge of joy.

Guardian Knight!

It seemed he still had a chance, but the next second, Knight Eleven was filled with despair again. Upon closer inspection, he realized that the opponent's equipment was all of the Spirit Demon level.

Looking at myself, apart from the longsword in my hand which could barely be considered a spirit-demon level weapon, my armor was merely a magic-level weapon.

With his cultivation and equipment completely outdated, Knight Eleven knew that his chances of victory were extremely slim.

But every qualified knight has been nurtured by the spirit of chivalry, and Knight Eleven will not choose to give up.

The referee stood in the center of the arena and led both men onto the ring, raising his right hand.

"Game start!"

At the command, apart from Han Qian and Yang Haohan in mid-air, more than a dozen high-ranking members of the Knight Temple on the platform also watched intently.

Su Zhe's information has always been kept secret, and they are extremely curious about the strength of this year's Knight Number One.

The moment the referee finished speaking, Knight No. 11 charged forward.

He wanted to seize the initiative at the start and catch Su Zhe off guard!
"Sun Slash!"

A layer of golden light appeared on Knight Eleven's longsword, which slashed swiftly towards Su Zhe like a crescent moon blade.

Su Zhe's gaze sharpened. He would go all out against every opponent, even if they were only at the fourth rank.

The shield moved upwards, its orange-red light shining brightly.

God blocks!

clang! ! !
The longsword was deflected, and Knight Eleven's body was forced to stagger backward dozens of steps.

A pallor appeared on Knight Eleven's face.

The sixth-tier knight skill, Divine Defense Parry, cannot be broken without three times the opponent's spiritual power. With just this one move, the opponent is invincible.

A gasp of surprise rang out from the presidium.

"Such skillful divine defense and parrying. I couldn't do it so easily when I was at the fifth level."

"Stop bragging. You thought you could learn Divine Defense and Parry when you were at the fifth rank?"

"Stop arguing. This move is not simple. I have been at the seventh level for many years, and I dare not say that I am much more proficient than Knight Number One."

The person speaking took the information on the knights participating in this year's competition.

"Su Zhe...why are all the later information classified?!"

The gasps from the podium had no effect on the battle below.

Seeing his opponent retreat, Su Zhe remained in his fighting stance.

"Release your mount, or you'll likely regret it this time."

Knight Eleven gritted his teeth. He had originally intended to catch Su Zhe off guard with his speed, but unexpectedly, he was the one who was pushed back.

From the moment Knight Eleven retreated, it meant he had lost the opportunity to summon his mount.

Now that Su Zhe was willing to give him this opportunity, Knight Eleven couldn't help but cast a grateful glance at Su Zhe.

"I understand that I have lost this match, and after this strike, I will ask the referee to concede."

Knight Eleven spoke earnestly, giving Su Zhe a knightly salute.

"Wind Blade Pegasus!"

A pale blue steed stepped out of the summoning circle, and Knight Eleven mounted it.

The combination of a Tier 4 Retribution Knight and a Tier 5 monster mount rekindled a glimmer of hope in Knight Eleven's heart.

"Sunburst Slash, Wind Blade!"

Golden light shone once more, and the Windblade Pegasus, ridden by Knight Eleven, unleashed wind blades and began its rapid charge. On the platform, a seventh-tier knight involuntarily stood up.

"The Windblade Pegasus is known for its speed. Its charging momentum, combined with the full force of a fourth-tier knight's attack, would force even a fifth-tier knight to temporarily retreat without using Divine Protection to block."

This statement is not wrong, but the mistake lies in the fact that Su Zhe is not at the fifth level, but at the sixth level.

Faced with the wind blades spewed out by the Wind Blade Pegasus, Su Zhe did not choose to use Divine Defense to block continuously. It was just a mere wind blade, and using Divine Defense to block continuously would consume a lot of spiritual power.

The shield moved sideways, blocking all the wind blades, and Knight Eleven rushed to Su Zhe's side.

"Be careful!"

What Knight Eleven didn't notice was that Su Zhe's lips curled into a meaningful smile.

"The momentum is good, but the strength is a bit lacking."

"Holy Sword!"

"What? It's going to be a head-on clash?" the members of the presidium exclaimed in surprise.

With the divine defense and parrying that Su Zhe had just demonstrated, he should have been able to block this attack even without a mount, but he didn't.

He chose the most aggressive style of play, going head-to-head!

I avoided his edge? !

Su Zhe's spirit-demon level longsword slashed down fiercely, colliding violently with the longsword in Knight Eleven's hand.

The terrifying impact of the Wind Blade Pegasus did not shake Su Zhe in the slightest; his lower body remained firmly rooted in place, like an old tree with its roots firmly planted.

The members of the presidium looked at each other, and one of them sighed helplessly: "Number Seven lost. The knight's strongest moment is when he charges with his mount. He couldn't repel Number One, and his momentum waned, showing his decline."

Sure enough, as soon as the man finished speaking, Su Zhe increased the force of his longsword, sending Knight Eleven flying along with his horse.

The referee took a deep breath and raised his right hand.

"The victor is Knight Number One!"

In the stands, the other contestants stared in disbelief at what was happening.

"How can it be……"

"He sent the charging fourth-tier knight flying with a single move..."

"hiss……"

Knight Number Two's eyes widened. He was right; Su Zhe was a monster. To be fair, even he would have had to summon his mount to withstand Knight Number Eleven's attack, or he would have had to dodge.

Su Zhe actually sent his opponent flying!

In mid-air, Han Qian nodded in satisfaction, "Not bad, your power generation technique, ability to find weaknesses, and lower body strength are all very strong. Long Xingyu has taught you well."

"I was not as good as him when I was at level six," Yang Haohan sighed.

As expected of a genius with an innate spiritual power of over eighty, his cultivation speed and comprehension of techniques are far beyond what ordinary people can match.

"Get ready, the champion of this year's Demon Hunter Selection Tournament will surely belong to our Knight Temple!"

Yang Haohan smiled and turned to leave, as he was going to prepare a suitable spirit furnace for Su Zhe.

The prize for winning the Demon Hunter Selection Tournament is a Spirit Furnace!
Yang Haohan needs to think carefully about what kind of spirit furnace he should give Su Zhe.

Holy Guiding Spirit Furnace?

Yang Haohan shook his head. As far as he knew, Su Zhe should be majoring in Retribution Knight.

With Su Zhe's strength, he will definitely be able to challenge the Demon God in the future, and then the Holy Guiding Spirit Furnace will be of great use.

At this stage, unless Su Zhe can find reliable teammates, the Holy Guiding Spirit Furnace will not be of much use to him.

"I've got it! That one is perfect for Su Zhe!"

As if he had suddenly thought of something, Yang Haohan smiled and even rubbed his hands together expectantly.

(End of this chapter)