Chapter 37 Heading to the Exorcism Pass

Memory is like an hourglass flowing backwards.

Yan Qianqiu's mind flashed back to the knight's secret techniques countless times.

Muscle tremors, surging spiritual energy, and the arc of the sword's edge are all tempered deep within the consciousness.

[Light Speed ​​Flash]

In an instant,
Platinum flames erupted behind him, and his figure transformed into a blinding bolt of lightning, piercing through the battlefield in an absolute straight line!

At this moment,
At near the speed of light, the tip of the sword exploded into a cone-shaped air wave.

The boy's speed and momentum reached their peak.

Swiftly and with unparalleled sharpness, the sword intent erupted, tearing apart the mithril knight's heavy defenses.

"Bang!!!"

The impact was comparable to that of a meteorite hitting the ground, and it exploded with a deafening roar.

【Godly Block】

The move was so fast that the man was caught off guard.

He hastily raised the Brilliant-class heavy shield in front of him, his footsteps constantly scraping backward, leaving marks on the ground.

Faced with the powerful blow, he felt a tingling sensation in his arm.

"It's a light-speed flash?!" Gao Yingjie's face twitched.

He looked at the magnificent heavy shield in his hand, which was now showing cracks.

Florence arrived gracefully, her crimson spear piercing the mithril armor at high speed, but to almost no effect.

The girl retreated after her attack, looking at the damage the leader had just inflicted as if it were a monster.

Yan Qianqiu's right arm trembled slightly, and blood was seeping from the split between his thumb and forefinger.

However, hidden beneath the heavy black armor, and with his unparalleled ability to conceal his presence, he remained undetected by others.

He didn't want Cai'er to use the Reincarnation Furnace because of his injury.

In just a few breaths
His arm wound has already healed under the priest's care.

That beam of light flashed at lightning speed

As if the skill had been mastered for a long time and had become second nature to him, he never expected that he would actually use the secret technique he had obtained a couple of days ago.

Yan Qianqiu sighed inwardly, realizing that one must indeed gain true understanding through battle.

Gao Yingjie stabbed his sword into the ground. "There's no need to continue this contest."

Despite being a seventh-tier, sixth-level being with over 23,000 internal spiritual power, he used a legendary peak full-body armor and a glorious peak heavy shield in front of the new Demon Hunter Group.

Fighting now has lost its meaning.

He wore a mithril-plated robe and looked at Yan Qianqiu, his voice filled with deep astonishment.

"I can't believe you actually know the seventh-tier Retribution Knight's secret technique, Light Speed ​​Flash."

"This is a move that even I can't learn." Gao Yingjie sighed to the sky, "When did our Knights' Temple produce such a peerless genius! I didn't even know."

“Our leader isn’t from the Knights’ Temple,” Bai Xiaomo stuck out her tongue. “He’s an assassin.”

The man froze, his eyebrows raised high.

"I want to continue fighting you." Yan Qianqiu's fighting spirit burned fiercely. "This match is not over yet."

He took a step forward.
His figure vanished silently into the air.

Gao Yingjie was dumbfounded, feeling a sudden rush of confusion to his mind.

Invisibility
Was he really an assassin?

The man thought to himself, "But the assassin's stealth technique should be of little use to me."

He quietly sensed it, and soon Gao Yingjie's face showed a look of astonishment again.

Even with his seventh-level cultivation, he couldn't detect the aura belonging to the young man.

How can this be?

At the same time, Yan Qianqiu disappeared.
The realm of the Celestial Being suddenly unfolded, and the Ten Commandments appeared in his palm. As the runes of the commandments flowed, his senses spread like a tide, yet he concealed his aura perfectly.

White hair moves on its own even without wind, like frost and snow surging.

A golden light flashed in the depths of his double pupils, then vanished in an instant.

Platinum spiritual energy erupted from his body and instantly solidified into a physical form.

A figure identical to him stepped out of the air.

His spiritual power manifested as a ferocious battle armor, and the heavy sword in his hand hummed. Even before the sword energy was released, the surrounding space was already subtly distorted.

[Ghost Bomb] [Light Speed ​​Flash]

Two figures crossed paths, one on the left and one on the right, drawing in shadows and instantly sealing off all of Gao Yingjie's escape routes.

The moment their toes touched the ground, platinum spiritual energy erupted from behind them. Before the flames even reached them, the violent pressure had already cracked the ground.

The King's Armor Removal

The sword's cry suddenly rose
The heavy sword cleaved the mountain, its spiritual energy condensing into a ten-zhang-long sharp edge; with a flick of the sword, it unleashed a platinum arc of light.

The two deadly attacks arrived almost simultaneously, completely engulfing Gao Yingjie's figure.

The man's expression changed drastically.

In a crisis, he instinctively used a shield to protect his neck.

But it's too late.

The Overlord's Armor Removal Double Slash, having absorbed the force through the layers of the mithril base, transmitted it to his body, causing excruciating pain to surge from his neck.

Gao Yingjie gasped in pain.

At this time,

Yan Qianqiu appeared in the arena with Dongyue in hand, but to the man's astonishment, the figure on his right was still invisible.

Can he use a deadly move and still remain stealthy?

"I admit defeat, I'm not playing anymore," Gao Yingjie said with a wry smile.

He asked about the move he had just made, "Was that an invisibility technique?"

Yan Qianqiu faced the man and asked him a question.

There was nothing to hide, so he frankly said, "No, it's a secret technique I developed by combining the Concealing Breath Technique, the Invisibility Technique, and the Shadow Clone Technique."

The man's face twitched; this kid had actually developed a secret technique.

"Can you tell me your name?"

“I named it Wheel Tomb,” Yan Qianqiu said.

His words carried the pride of a young man.

Wheel Grave is Yan Qianqiu's most prized secret technique, but it is still far from the Wheel Grave Prison he envisioned and needs continuous improvement.

Unlike Overlord's Armor Removal and Holy Radiance Dragon Strike, Limbo has the potential to be at least a seventh-tier secret technique.

“Wheel Tomb, a good name,” Gao Yingjie murmured to himself.

Having mastered the ability to transform spiritual energy into wings and the Wheel of Death, the young man was already invincible.

At least for men, without using spiritual power to create wings and mounts, there is no other way except to exhaust all their spiritual power.

The Guardian Knight's explosive power is no match for Yan Qianqiu's. Rather than getting more and more humiliated in the fight, it's better to just admit defeat.

After all, surpassing him is only a matter of time.
"We won! The team leader is amazing!!" Bai Xiaomo jumped up and cheered.

Tan Wan's face stiffened when she saw how incredibly strong the boy was.

Cai'er smiled.

The storage rings flashed silver light one after another, and everyone's equipment disappeared completely.

"Now I have a general understanding of your strength." Yan Qianqiu looked at the carriage at the entrance of the trial grounds.

"So we set off for the Exorcism Pass."

The boy walked out of the training ground.

"Yes, Commander." The six replied in unison, including Gao Yingjie.

Eight scaly-horned horses pulled a giant carriage, the interior of which was a full eighteen square meters.

The members of the Demon Hunter Team One stepped into the carriage, curiously examining the interior decorations.

Yan Qianqiu looked at Fei Lengcui, feeling somewhat curious about this young woman.

"With your abilities, you shouldn't have been completely unknown in the Demon Hunter Selection Tournament, right?"

The teammates looked at the woman with emerald green hair, recalling the battle they had just fought; this warrior had left a deep impression on them.

Seeing everyone staring at her, Florence felt a little embarrassed. "At first, I only had one piece of Spirit Demon equipment. Teacher Ren suggested that I explore the Warrior's Secret Realm in the Treasure Pavilion - Battlefield Ruins."

"Well then, I inherited the legacy of this gun."

The crimson rose spear appeared in her hand; the spearhead had no red tassel, and its entire body contained a sharp and spiritual aura.

"When I woke up, it was already six days later. By then, the Demon Hunter selection tournament had reached the final four..."

The girl gave an awkward smile.

(End of this chapter)

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