Divine Seal: I, the Grim Reaper, am kept by the yandere Cai'er.

Chapter 44 A frustrated summoner, an assassin fighting for his life!

Liao Yu was overdrawing his spiritual power, and even his life force, in an attempt to cast a long summoning spell beyond his level!

"Snow Shadow Leopard, stop her! Even for a second!" Liao Yu roared frantically, his chanting so rapid he almost bit off his tongue.

"Roar!" The Snow Shadow Leopard turned around loyally, its whole body bursting with a strong ice-blue light, trying to use its own body to block the purple Grim Reaper.

Unfortunately, faced with an absolute disparity in strength, all struggles are in vain.

Cai'er didn't give Liao Yu any time to complete the summoning.

The Snow Shadow Leopard was ultimately only a fourth-tier magical beast. In Cai'er's eyes, its speed was as slow as a snail, and its attack and defense were extremely weak.

"it's over."

A cold voice rang in Liao Yu's ears, like the whisper of death.

Cai'er's figure appeared like a ghost to the side of the Snow Shadow Leopard, and she casually swept her green bamboo staff forward.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud.

Before the Snow Shadow Leopard could even let out a scream, it was swept away by a terrifying force and vanished into thin air as a streak of white light.

Liao Yu, who was riding on the leopard's back, was thrown hard onto the arena like a rolling gourd, leaving him dazed and confused.

The necklace in his hand, which was radiating a crimson light, dimmed instantly because the spell was interrupted.

A dark gold dagger, radiating a chilling killing intent, stopped precisely between Liao Yu's eyebrows.

"I—I'm not reconciled!!!"

Liao Yu stared intently at the blind girl in front of him, pounding the ground with his fists in anguish, his eyes reddening.

Just a hair's breadth away! Just three seconds left!

That necklace of his is a precious summoning medium!

Given enough time, he can summon the "Savage Vermilion Bird" and unleash a powerful attack even if he is of a higher level!

That's a variant of the level 10 divine beast, the Phoenix!

Although it can only launch one attack, its power is absolutely comparable to the full-force attack of an eighth-tier magical beast!

He firmly believed that as long as he could release it, he could definitely burn the assassin to ashes!

However, Cai'er had no sense of martial ethics at all, and didn't even give him time to finish the casting!

How frustrating! It's so incredibly frustrating!

Cai'er expressionlessly sheathed her dagger, not even glancing at the aggrieved summoner, then turned and calmly walked off the arena, leaning on her bamboo staff.

In a real life-or-death battle, who will stand still and wait for you to unleash your ultimate move? Only the dead have no chance to release their magic.

"Match 2 of the quarterfinals, Assassin Number One wins!" The referee looked at Liao Yu on the ground, shook his head sympathetically, and loudly announced the result of the match.

The quarterfinals were increasingly fierce, and before the aftershocks of the third match had even completely subsided in the training grounds, the referee's slightly hoarse yet still resonant voice rang out once more: "Quarterfinals, fourth match! Assassin Temple Mu Ning versus Warrior Temple Dian Yan! Please bring your players to the stage!"

As the referee called out, two figures stepped onto the wide arena.

Dianyan of the Warrior Temple, true to his name, was as burly as an iron tower, carrying an exaggerated heavy sword, and exuding the ferocious aura of a fifth-tier powerhouse.

In contrast, Mu Ning, standing opposite him, appeared somewhat outnumbered and outmatched.

He was just a peak fourth-tier assassin. Although he was only one step away from the fifth tier, in this level of elimination competition, the difference of one tier was often an insurmountable chasm.

"A fourth-tier fighter against a fifth-tier fighter? There's not much suspense in that." In the audience, many people had already started whispering, clearly not optimistic about Mu Ning.

"The match begins!"

At the referee's command, Dian Yan roared and charged directly at Mu Ning like an enraged rhinoceros, brandishing her heavy sword and creating a terrifying gust of wind.

The fifth-tier warrior's "Berserk" skill was activated instantly, and the arena floor cracked inch by inch as he stomped on it.

Faced with this overwhelming offensive, Mu Ning's eyes remained as calm as a still pond.

Instead of confronting him head-on, he maximized his assassin's stealth and agility, moving like a leaf in the wind, darting and dodging through Dian Yan's impenetrable heavy sword light and shadow.

"All you do is hide like a rat?! Die!"

After a prolonged and unsuccessful attack, Dianyan's patience was completely exhausted.

He suddenly raised his heavy sword high, his spiritual power surging wildly like a volcanic eruption, and unleashed a domineering fifth-tier area-of-effect killing move, "Earth-Splitting Slash"!

This attack sealed off all of Mu Ning's escape routes!

However, just when everyone thought Mu Ning was doomed to defeat, a terrifying glint suddenly flashed in the eyes of this fourth-tier assassin who had been on the defensive all along!

He didn't back down!

Just as the heavy sword was about to strike, Mu Ning did not retreat but advanced, his body twisting strangely into an unbelievable angle, actually taking the initiative to crash into the violent sword energy!

"Pfft!"

Blood gushed out! Dianyan's heavy sword ripped Mu Ning's left shoulder open, the wound so deep that bone was visible, and even half of his body was stained red with blood.

But at the same time, a cold smile appeared on Mu Ning's lips.

What he was waiting for was that brief 0.1 second when Dianyan unleashed his full power, his old strength exhausted and his new strength yet to emerge, leaving the central gate wide open!

"Whoosh!"

A dark, cold glint shot out from Mu Ning's right hand like a venomous snake. The extreme close-quarters combat, achieved at the cost of severe injury, allowed Mu Ning's dagger to precisely pierce the man's armpit, a fatal pressure point, through a gap in the heavy armor!

"Well----"

Dianyan's furious roar came to an abrupt halt.

He stared wide-eyed in disbelief, feeling the power rapidly draining from his body. His massive frame swayed before finally collapsing to the ground with a thud.

The entire venue was deathly silent.

Mu Ning clutched his bleeding left shoulder, his face as pale as paper, his body swaying precariously, but he gritted his teeth and stubbornly stood on the stage without falling.

His grasp of timing was absolutely exquisite!

Taking advantage of Dianyan's frustration at failing to break through, he spotted a fatal weakness in the opponent's wide-ranging moves, trading injury for injury, and delivering a fatal blow!

This is a true assassin! He doesn't strike until he's done, and when he does, it determines who is superior and who is dead!

"Match 4, Assassin Temple Mu Ning wins!" The referee took a deep breath, his voice filled with barely concealed shock.

Medical staff rushed onto the stage and carried the seriously injured Mu Ning off.

With the conclusion of this fierce battle, the final four of this year's Demon Hunter Team Selection Tournament have finally been officially announced in a dramatic fashion!

Knights' Temple, Long Haochen and Yang Wenzhao!

Assassin's Temple, Cai'er!

And Mu Ning, who just fought for his life and surprisingly advanced!

When the list of the top four appeared on the magic screen, the entire trial grounds erupted in excitement.