Divine Seal: From a Heavy Sword to Slicing Through the Holy Demon Continent

"This talent is far superior to mine back then! I don't think I even had this kind of combat instinct back then, did I?"

Long Xingyu was shocked and lost all composure, which he had maintained for a long time.

He could clearly see that Long Haoyu was using a prototype of a knight skill that he had never seen before.

It can be said that once Long Haoyu begins to learn inner spiritual power, as long as he can utilize it, this knight skill will unleash considerable power.

Forgetting his composure, Long Xingyu put three-tenths of his thought into it.

Faced with a series of divine attacks combining stabs and cuts, the speed at which he wielded the bamboo sword became even faster.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

The bladeless sword kept slashing at the bamboo sword.

Thanks to Long Xingyu's gradual enhancement of his inner spiritual power, the bamboo sword did not show any signs of breaking.

However, the force of the bladeless strike was constantly reflected back onto Long Xingyu's wrist through the bamboo sword.

Moreover, the power on the blade is gradually increasing.

If the first strike is considered as 50 points of spiritual power, then the second strike will be 60 points, the third strike will be 70 points, and so on.

Finally, the bamboo sword in Long Xingyu's hand broke, and half of the bamboo sword fell to the ground, no longer possessing the tenacious spirit it had at the beginning.

The bamboo sword broke, and Long Haoyu did not continue to attack. He had already completed the test that Long Xingyu had verbally mentioned.

Long Xingyu was slightly taken aback. Looking at the broken bamboo sword, he was speechless. He had used a little bit of his inner spiritual power to enhance the bamboo sword.

Although it wasn't much, it was tough enough, but now it broke right in front of him, which was a bit unbelievable!

"Indeed, your combat instincts are strong, and you have successfully implemented your principles as a retribution knight."

Long Xingyu, forgetting his surprise, suppressed his astonishment and offered a few words of praise in a serious manner.

Long Haoyu, however, was not complacent because of these praises. He calmly looked at Long Xingyu and said, "A bet is a bet!"

Long Xingyu: "..."

"You want to regret it?"

Seeing that Long Xingyu did not answer immediately, Long Haoyu added, "The Ten Codes of Knighthood: Humility, Honesty, Compassion, Courage, Justice, Sacrifice, Honor, Perseverance, Kindness, and Justice!"

"If you go back on your word, you will be violating the principle of honesty, one of the Ten Commandments, and you are a powerful disciplinary knight."

"If someone takes the lead in violating the rules, and the Lord of the Knights' Temple finds out, he will certainly not tolerate such a black sheep continuing to be a knight!"

The air suddenly became extremely quiet.

The atmosphere in the courtyard inexplicably became very eerie.

Long Xingyu was suddenly confused. The Lord of the Knights' Temple knew? Wasn't he the current Lord of the Knights' Temple?!

Long Xingyu, his face dark, said, word by word, "A bet is a bet, and I will not do anything that violates the code of chivalry!"

Long Haoyu said "Oh," and walked to his mother Bai Yao's side: "Mom, from now on, he will be in charge of the housework."

"You child, you..." Bai Yue said with a helpless smile.

Before his mother could finish speaking, Long Haoyu added, "Mom, this is what he should make up for to you, and it's also what he should make up for to this family."

Bai Yue glanced helplessly at Long Xingyu, then stood silently without saying another word.

Out of the corner of his eye, Long Haoyu saw that Long Xingyu's face was getting darker and darker, which only strengthened his resolve to be a rebellious son.

Others may not know, but he knows very well just how outrageous his father's actions can be.

In the original timeline, because he was afraid to face reality, his pain turned into a grotesque expression, which indirectly led to Long Haochen's death.

There is no other family in the world capable of killing even their own son.

Now that he has come into this world, he has become Long Haochen's older brother, and the things that Long Haochen faced may also happen to him.

He felt no pressure at all being the son of such a rebellious child.

Then, Long Haoyu walked up to Long Haochen, whose eyes were gleaming.

Long Haochen was still reeling from the fight between his father and elder brother, witnessing his elder brother break the bamboo sword in his father's hand. His surprise and excitement were beyond words.

"Haochen, take off your clothes. You've been training all day, and they're all dirty," Long Haoyu said gently, his usual cold demeanor replaced by a warm one.

Long Haochen looked down at his tattered clothes, which hung on his body like rags, and let out a soft "uh".

Long Xingyu's face darkened further, and he said in a low voice, "The clothes are already so badly damaged, you can just throw them away!"

"Tomorrow, I will go to town to buy you some new clothes."

Long Haochen was a little embarrassed. He had no desire to be extravagant, but his clothes were indeed so worn out that they were completely unwearable.

With this outfit, if he went to town and got a bowl, he had no doubt that someone would give him a tip.

"Brother, these clothes are so badly damaged, Dad said to throw them away, or maybe we should..." Long Haochen stammered.

Long Haoyu raised an eyebrow and gently patted Long Haochen on the shoulder: "Haochen, although we have now become knights..."

“An irresponsible person has returned, and the family situation has indeed begun to improve, but we must not forget our roots and we must continue to uphold traditional virtues.”

"We must cherish the past!!"

Chapter 22 Set a small goal first

on purpose!

This little guy definitely did it on purpose!

Long Xingyu's mentality was off; his face, as black as the bottom of a pot, could no longer muster any expression.

The clothes were already tattered rags; they needed to be washed after being taken off, and then I would still have to do all the housework myself.

This little guy is blatantly seeking revenge!

"call……"

"Calm down, stay calm!"

Long Xingyu took several deep breaths before the veins on his forehead slowly subsided.

He suddenly felt a little worried about running into someone he knew here.

Especially those teammates from the Demon Hunter group in the past.

The dignified holder of the throne of 'Apocalypse and Slaughter', the knight of the throne of 'Judgment and Trial', and the current master of the Knights' Temple.

Today, however, a 9-year-old child has arranged everything perfectly.

If word gets out, his former teammates will laugh their heads off.

"Since we're going to be nostalgic, let's take them all off and wash them!"

Long Xingyu accepted reality, and his voice became somewhat muffled.

Long Haochen couldn't resist Long Haoyu's insistence, and under Long Haoyu's watchful gaze, he took off his tattered clothes.

Long Haoyu was also straightforward. He took off his tattered clothes and put them in the courtyard. After changing into clean clothes, he walked up to Bai Yue.

"Mom, it's getting late. You're not feeling well, you should go and rest."

Seeing that Bai Yue had no intention of leaving, Long Haoyu guessed that she planned to secretly help Long Xingyu wash clothes, so he pushed Bai Yue back towards the thatched hut.

Bai Yue gave a wry smile, glanced helplessly at Long Xingyu, and let Long Haoyu push her back to the thatched hut.

"A crime!"

Long Xingyu sighed softly, grabbed the two brothers' tattered clothes, and walked towards the other side of the courtyard.

The sounds of fetching water and washing clothes soon echoed through the courtyard, accompanied by occasional muffled breathing.

Long Haoyu pushed Bai Yue back into the house, glanced at Long Xingyu as he passed the courtyard, and then turned back to his house.

With a hazy consciousness, I entered the shadow space with practiced ease.

As always, the Shadow Instructor was already waiting when Long Haoyu entered the Shadow Space.

He held a single, unarmed hand and looked calmly at Long Haoyu.

Without exchanging a word, Long Haoyu immediately charged toward the shadow instructor after assuming an attack stance.

Without further ado, the shadow instructor unleashed a clanging sound as his two bladeless swords clashed within the shadow space.

Sparks flew through the shadow space, and the afterimages of the two people intertwined.

Having 'died' so many times, Long Haoyu wasn't constantly being suppressed like he was last night; he was still able to react to a few moves.

While it wasn't enough to seriously injure the shadow instructor, much less kill him on the spot, the improvement was very noticeable.

After all, in the beginning, he was the one who was easily defeated, so not being easily defeated now is a big improvement.

Soon, Long Haoyu completed his first death of the night, and after reforming his body, he did not continue to fight.

"Instructor, the knight skills you use are all enhanced with inner spiritual power. You should have a method for cultivating inner spiritual power here, right?" Long Haoyu pondered for a long time before asking in a deep voice.

The shadow instructor remained as indifferent as ever: "Your external spiritual power has not yet reached 100 points, so you haven't reached the threshold for cultivating internal spiritual power."

"When your external spiritual power breaks through 100 points, I will naturally teach you how to cultivate internal spiritual power, but you are not ready yet!"

really!

The Shadow Instructor does indeed have a method for cultivating inner spiritual power.

Long Haoyu's doubts were resolved, and his gaze towards the shadow instructor became fiery.

You can't become a true strongman by following the rules and regulations in your training.

True strength lies in not following the conventional path.

Having a personal cheat like the Shadow Space, one cannot be considered a qualified cheat owner if they don't make full use of everything that's available here.

"Instructor, let's continue!"

Long Haoyu took a deep breath, bowed, and continued speaking.

Having figured out what he wanted, he now had only one thought in his mind.

Let's set a small goal first: to reach 100 points of external spiritual power.

Without wasting words, the shadow instructor rejoined Long Haoyu in a fierce battle after a short while.