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

Chapter 23: Second Battle Against Sheng Cai'er, Quarterfinals [Please urge for updates, please check in!]

The atmosphere became even more intense on the second day of the knockout stage.

However, Feng Yao thought it was normal.

In the quarterfinals, whoever wins will have a greater chance of obtaining the Spirit Furnace.

For those who lack a spirit furnace and secret techniques, this is naturally an excellent opportunity.

For Feng Yao, neither the spirit furnace nor the secret technique mattered.

Ren Wo Kuang and Qiu Yonghao had previously mentioned getting him a spirit furnace, but he didn't need that so-called compensation.

Besides, it doesn't matter whether this thing is there or not.

Feng Yao pulled Wang Yuanyuan to sit in the front row as always, waiting for the others to arrive.

Gradually, all eight finalists arrived, but all five looked at Sheng Cai'er with surprise.

After all, the blind assassin's strength was terrifying; at least they couldn't handle him.

"Come and draw lots!" Han Qian said weakly.

Upon hearing this, all eight finalists walked to the center of the competition area.

The lottery method was no different from yesterday, except that there were fewer participants.

Golden light flashed, and the drawing of lots was completed in an instant.

Feng Yao remained calm, indifferent to who his opponent was, knowing they would all be defeated anyway.

Wang Yuanyuan looked excitedly at his opponent, Mu Ning.

The quarterfinal matchups are now set, bringing joy to some and sorrow to others.

The most frustrated person was Mu Ning, whose opponent was Wang Yuanyuan.

He seemed to have no chance of winning against this fiercely attacking Tier 5 shield warrior.

Han Qian once again revealed his true colors as a mastermind, and Yang Wenzhao faced off against Duan Yi.

Liao Yu vs. Long Haochen.

The remaining challenge is the opponent, and it's clear that Feng Yao's opponent is Sheng Cai'er.

Well, now it's not just Han Qian whose face is dark; even Ying Suifeng's face is dark.

Although he trusted his Holy Maiden very much, facing a sixth-tier warrior, this battle was not hopeless, but it was likely to be lost.

Both players encountered opponents they couldn't defeat, and he had no choice but to admit defeat.

San Shui of the Soul Temple explained something to Liao Yu, but the other temple masters no longer had any disciples.

Of the eight remaining, only two Warrior Temple members, three Knight Temple members, one Soul Temple member, and two Assassin Temple members are left.

"The one with the lightest color stays, everyone else go back to the rest area and wait for the match," Han Qian said weakly.

Feng Yao glanced at them and saw that the ones with the faintest golden light were Long Haochen and Liao Yu, a fifth-level Soul Temple cultivator.

After a quick glance, he walked back with Wang Yuanyuan, when suddenly a sentence came to his ear.

"Cai'er, your opponent is Feng Yao, a sixth-tier warrior. He's very strong, so be careful. You're the fourth to fight, and I'm the first. You should go back and rest."

Upon hearing this, the other four paused slightly, their expressions turning strange.

Feng Yao and Wang Yuanyuan did not stop and walked back to their positions.

As the eight finalists left, the referees entered the arena, and the outer protective shield of the trial arena slowly rose.

"Knight Temple's Long Haochen faces off against Soul Temple's Liao Yu. The two are fifty meters apart."

The distance between the two sides gradually increased, but their momentum was already clashing.

"Which side will win?" Wang Yuanyuan asked with a grin.

“If Liao Yu of the Magic Temple only has those few summoning methods from yesterday, he will probably lose,” Feng Yao said to Wang Yuanyuan.

He could easily sense the cultivation levels of the two players on the field, but in actual combat, one cannot guarantee a victory simply by looking at cultivation levels.

"Is that so?" Wang Yuanyuan nodded.

"Game start."

The moment the fifty-meter distance was reached, the referee announced loudly, and at the same time, he flashed backward, leaving the training ground to the two of them.

Immediately afterwards, Liao Yu summoned a Snow Shadow Leopard, different from the one from yesterday, to deal with the knight Long Haochen.

Long Haochen, not one to be arrogant, immediately summoned his mount and new equipment—the Holy Spirit Armor Set. "Heh, I wonder how much the new equipment has boosted his strength," Feng Yao murmured.

He knew very well that Long Haochen would have difficulty fully utilizing his abilities with subpar equipment.

"Ah Yao, what are you talking about?" Wang Yuanyuan was a little confused.

“I think Long Haochen’s strength has improved a lot.” Feng Yao slowly told Wang Yuanyuan what had happened.

Although it was a small matter, he would naturally answer truthfully when Wang Yuanyuan asked him.

At this moment, Liao Yu felt immense pressure facing Long Haochen and his mount as one, and immediately dared not hold back any longer, rapidly chanting incantations.

Unfortunately, the opponent didn't use his ultimate trump card and was defeated by Long Haochen.

"Interesting, it's actually the power of an eighth-level magical beast. What a pity." Feng Yao smiled slightly.

"What, an eighth-level magical beast?!" Wang Yuanyuan was somewhat surprised.

"Yes, that should be able to summon an attack comparable to the full-force strike of an eighth-level magical beast," Feng Yao explained in detail.

"That's really impressive." Wang Yuanyuan patted her well-developed little chest.

Although her Giant God Shield can now be upgraded to an epic weapon, it may not be able to withstand the attack of an eighth-level monster.

"You're in the second round, so be careful." Feng Yao reached out and ruffled her hair, his tone full of affection.

"Don't worry, neither he nor that pillar can stop me!" Wang Yuanyuan said confidently.

"I believe you." Feng Yao nodded with a smile.

Wang Yuanyuan's skills were honed by him, so there shouldn't be any major problems this time.

"The second match is between Wang Yuanyuan and Mu Ning!" the referee shouted.

Then, Wang Yuanyuan jumped into the competition area, and Mu Ning also jumped into the area.

Soon, at the referee's command, four huge pillars appeared on the playing field, completely emerging.

"Game start."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Ning disappeared without a trace, while Wang Yuanyuan took out a huge shield and quickly inserted three gems into the seven gaps.

"I am a descendant of the Giant Spirit God, and this Giant Spirit God Shield is a bloodline weapon passed down from my ancestors in a glorious era."

Although I can't unleash its full combat potential right now, my Giant Spirit Shield is very close to being a legendary item.

Be careful.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Yuanyuan stomped heavily on the ground with the giant shield on his back. With a loud bang, the entire training ground shook violently.

In the quarterfinals, she will naturally go all out; three gems are her current limit.

The five people from the five great temples on the platform in the distance rose almost simultaneously, their eyes filled with shock.

"Holy crap, Ren Wo Kuang, your palace is trying to get ahead of itself! This kind of genius deserves this kind of weapon!" Ying Suifeng cursed.

There was still a sliver of hope, but then this weapon came out.

Forget about it, this field is about to be leveled, my disciple is bound to lose.

The others also looked unwell.

However, four of them quickly realized that since they no longer had any disciples, their strength was irrelevant to them.

So they all looked at Han Qian with schadenfreude.

These bastards.

Han Qian cursed inwardly.

……

As expected, the competition went just as Feng Yao had predicted, with no major problems.

After Wang Yuanyuan fully activated the Giant Spirit God's Shield, his aura surged to its maximum, and he cleaved through the four pillars like a crimson dragon, leaving the assassin Mu Ning nowhere to hide.

Finally, just as Wang Yuanyuan brought down the Giant Spirit Shield like a giant axe, the referee intervened.

Mu Ning was clearly trying to take a gamble, but the attack from the Giant Spirit Shield far exceeded his limits.

"great!"

Feng Yao gave Wang Yuanyuan a thumbs-up from his seat.

(End of this chapter)