Throne of Seals: White Tiger's Power Lock, I am the God of War

Chapter 22 Both Advance to the Round of 16, Round of 16 to Round of 8 [An extra 1000 words, please check in and urge me to update!]

As expected, Huang Yi lost the final match. Even with all his skills, he couldn't stop that kick.

The Earth Giant was instantly killed, let alone the completely fragile Huang Yi and the Elemental Furnace.

In the end, Feng Yao easily won first place in the second group.

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Meanwhile, the other groups also determined their winners and losers. Wang Yuanyuan naturally took first place in the fifth group, as did Yang Wenzhao in the first group and Dian Yan in the sixth group.

Feng Yao wasn't sure about the third and fourth groups, but he didn't care about them at all.

Feng Yao wouldn't have known if Wang Yuanyuan hadn't whispered it in his ear.

Thinking of this, he looked at the rambling Wang Yuanyuan with a sense of helplessness in his eyes.

"What kind of look is that? The round of 16 is not that simple. You better watch out. I won't allow you to lose to anyone!"

Wang Yuanyuan noticed Feng Yao's gaze and immediately continued speaking angrily.

"Okay, okay, I promise Yuan Yuan, I won't lose to anyone."

Feng Yao's crimson eyes were filled with endless tenderness.

The Round of 16 finals were held at the Cavaliers' Proving Grounds.

All participants who make it into the top sixty are welcome to watch the competition.

As the two walked to the door, three other people walked towards Feng Yao without prior arrangement.

It was Dian Yan, Yang Wenzhao, and Huang Yi.

The two people behind them seemed to have known each other for a long time.

"Brother Feng, Miss Yuan Yuan."

Although they were competitors, they already knew each other, so the three of them went up and greeted the two of them.

"Mm." Feng Yao nodded slightly.

"Brother Feng, you're still as impressive as ever! Even an eighth-level magical beast can't defeat you," Yang Wenzhao said with a smile.

He originally thought Feng Yao was a fifth-tier genius of this year's Warrior Temple, but he underestimated him.

He's actually a sixth-tier Battle Master!
“Yes, I’ve heard so much about you in Group Six. You really bring honor to our Warrior Temple!” Dianyan chimed in.

Speaking of this, Huang Yi felt a little bitter. With his strength, it would have been easy for him to secure the second qualifying spot, but he never expected to run into Feng Yao, this freak.

"Sister Yuan Yuan!"

At this moment, Chen Ying'er greeted Wang Yuanyuan.

Although the two were not in the same group this time, Wang Yuanyuan, who had been waiting for Feng Yao at the Warrior Trial Grounds, still got along well with Chen Ying'er because Feng Yao was always so slow in battle.

"Sakura, are you here to watch the game too?"

Wang Yuanyuan released her grip on Feng Yao's hand and moved closer to Chen Ying'er.

Feng Yao didn't care about this; he just hoped that Wang Yuanyuan would have more close friends.

"I hope I don't draw your name in the lottery, otherwise I'm doomed," Dian Yan complained.

"Tch, whoever draws Brother Feng is doomed. Don't just think so, the other halls think so too," Huang Yi said speechlessly.

Yang Wenzhao also laughed, "There's nothing we can do about it, Brother Feng's strength is just too overwhelming."

"What do you mean?" Feng Yao didn't know any of this. He hadn't paid attention to anything except to see Wang Yuanyuan.

"The day you defeated the level eight monster, the news reached all the participants. At first, some people didn't believe it and went to watch your match. In the end, the rumors were naturally disproven."

Dianyan added what Yang Wenzhao hadn't mentioned before.

"Oh." Feng Yao nodded.

"Brother Yang, Brother Feng, and a few others, hello."

At this moment, Long Haochen and Li Xin came up to greet them.

"Good morning," the others replied.

"Good luck in the competition," Feng Yao said to the group, then went over and called Wang Yuanyuan into the Knight Trial Arena.

"oh oh."

Wang Yuanyuan followed Feng Yao with the pink-haired loli in her hand, but soon Chen Ying'er sat in the back row.

The Knights' Trial Arena was noticeably more grand today. Although the situation inside the arena remained the same, there were many more people on the platform.

Without a doubt, they are all high-ranking members of the various temples.

At this time, more than forty of the top sixty participants in this year's Demon Hunter Team selection competition had arrived and were sitting in the rest area.

Those who participated in today's top sixteen elimination round sat at the very front.

Although the others did not need to participate, they still came to watch the game.

One reason is to learn from the fighting styles and experiences of the top sixteen fighters by watching their matches.

More importantly, after the knockout stage, teams will be formed using a roulette wheel.

Who wouldn't want to know more about the abilities of someone who might become the future leader of the Demon Hunter Team?
As soon as Feng Yao led Wang Yuanyuan and Chen Ying'er into the rest area, many eyes fell on them.

Especially the soldiers and the participants from the previous third group.

Feng Yao completely ignored these stares and sat in the front row with Wang Yuanyuan.

"Welcome, everyone, to the Knight's Trial Grounds."

Just then, the voice of Han Qian, the Holy Knight Commander of the Knight Temple, rang out from inside the trial grounds.

Feng Yao didn't know him at first, but he remembered him after Ren Wokuang introduced him to him.

"First of all, I want to congratulate the participants who made it into the top sixteen. Making it into the top sixteen means that you are already eligible to receive a reward from the Alliance."

After the competition, you can choose the most suitable secret technique from the Holy Alliance Treasure Pavilion.

The reward increases each time you pass a knockout stage.

As for the other participants who did not make it into the top sixteen, you don't need to be discouraged. Being able to pass the preliminary round and enter the top sixty has already proven your excellence.

"You will also become an indispensable part of the future Demon Hunter Corps." Han Qian solemnly declared from the high platform. "Our Temple Alliance never engages in formalism, so I won't elaborate further."

Next, the top sixteen contestants will enter the venue for the draw.

From this moment on, luck will become a crucial factor in your ability to move forward. And I've always believed that luck is also a part of ability.

As soon as he finished speaking, a round of applause broke out.

Feng Yao then pulled Wang Yuanyuan and the other contestants together towards the drawing area.

Both of them were straightforward, but somewhat oblivious to matters of the heart, so they didn't notice any strange looks from others.

The other 44 participants, though no longer required to compete in the individual events, were equally nervous.

Without a doubt, every knockout match will be a clash of titans, and the games will be extremely exciting, as they will also be crucial for the upcoming roulette team formation.

They all wanted to see who would ultimately triumph over all others and stand at the very top.

After the staff checked the contestant numbers again to confirm their identities, Feng Yao and the other sixteen entered the trial field and stood in a circle around Han Qian.

At this moment, five more elderly men entered the arena and stood beside Han Qian.

The five elders are Shadow Wind of the Assassin Temple, Lin Chen of the Magic Temple, Ruoshui of the Priest Temple, Ren Wokuang of the Warrior Temple, and Sanshui of the Soul Temple.

Han Qian smiled slightly and said, "Everyone, shall we begin?"

The other five nodded in agreement.

Although there are six of them here, the other five are just supervising, and the draw is conducted by Han Qian alone.

The ball of light reappeared and slowly fell from the sky. As it expanded, it gradually transformed into a golden halo surrounding Feng Yao and the other sixteen people.

A golden light flashed in Han Qian's hand, and instantly, the entire halo shone brightly.

The drawing of lots begins.

Gradually, one beam of light after another appeared, and the gold on each contestant's body began to change.

The five members of the Knights Temple were evenly matched, with Long Haochen facing Li Xin and Lu Renjia facing Duan Yi.

Yang Wenzhao faced off against Bai Xiaomo from the Soul Temple.

In the Assassin's Temple, Sheng Cai'er faces Fang Zhu from the Soul Temple, while Mu Ning battles a fifth-tier opponent from the Magic Temple.

In the Warrior Temple, Feng Yao and Wang Yuanyuan were to face the last person from the Soul Temple and the last person from the Magic Temple, respectively.

Dianyan faced off against Liao Yu, a fifth-tier Soul Temple cultivator.

"This lottery was fair and just, and our Magic Temple approves of it." Lin Chen concealed the smile on his face.

"Goodness, Lao Han, you're really unlucky!" Ying Suifeng said gloatingly.

"Tch, your Magic Temple is going to be completely wiped out this time," Han Qian said irritably.

"Hehe, you can't blame me for this, Lao Lin." Ren Wokuang chuckled.

He knew Wang Yuanyuan and Feng Yao's strength; they could absolutely annihilate the people from the Magic Temple.

Lin Chen couldn't smile when this was mentioned.

Neither Sanshui of the Soul Temple nor Ruoshui of the Priest Temple made a sound.

Soon, the round of 16 began.

In the first match, Yang Wenzhao, underestimating his opponent, was badly beaten by Bai Xiaomo's pod mortars and cherry bombs.

After being hit by a cherry bomb explosion, his helmet was blown off.

The story ended with Bai Xiaomo admitting defeat.

It's clear that Yang Wenzhao was extremely frustrated.

In the second match, Long Haochen faced off against Li Xin, who immediately conceded defeat.

In the third match, Sheng Cai'er faced off against Fang Zhu from the Soul Temple. Despite Fang Zhu summoning the Vajra Giant Bear, Sheng Cai'er instantly killed the level 6 creature and the summoner.

In the fourth match, Feng Yao instantly defeated his opponent.

In the fifth match, Wang Yuanyuan also defeated her opponent in a flash.

In the sixth match, Mu Ning of the Assassin's Temple won.

In the seventh match, Duan Yi defeated Lu Renjia.

In the eighth match, Liao Yu of the Soul Temple defeated Dian Yan.

"Brother Feng, I've lost." Dian Yan stepped off the stage with a bitter expression.

"You did your best. That guy's second summon had a level seven combat power. You didn't lose unjustly," Feng Yao said calmly.

"That's why I sighed," Dianyan said with a wry smile.

"I feel bitter because I am not good enough."

"Then practice more."

After saying that, Feng Yao called Wang Yuanyuan, who was whispering to Chen Ying'er, to leave.

rostrum.

"Hehe, Feng still spoils that little brat so much."

Ren Wokuang looked at Feng Yao and Wang Yuanyuan's backs with a maternal smile.

He knew Feng Yao well; given Feng Yao's personality, he would never stay to watch the game. The only reason was Wang Yuanyuan.

"Your couple is so wonderful. They are both so talented and can inspire each other to become stronger." Lin Chen was extremely envious.

Meanwhile, in a corner, Han Qian of the Knights' Temple was teasing Ying Suifeng of the Assassins' Temple.

However, Han Qian was in trouble right after his joke, as he was dragged away by Saint Moon, the master of the Assassin Temple, to unleash his potential.

It is worth mentioning that Saint Moon is Saint Cher's great-grandfather.

[Dear readers, I've written an extra thousand words in this chapter, bringing the total to 50,000 words. Let's speed things up for the championship battle.]

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