Divine Seal: My Grandfather is the Demon King

Feng Ling put away the shield in her hand and instead took out an ordinary sword, holding the sword with both hands and making a beautiful sword flower!

"Are you a Punishment Knight?" Han Yu was slightly surprised.

The twin swords are clearly the symbol of the Punishment Knight.

But what if the Punishment Knight takes the Guardian Knight as his master?

"No, I'm a pastor." Feng Ling answered seriously.

A priest becomes a disciple of the guardian knight?

How could this be possible?

Han Yu didn't believe it, but he thought of a possibility: "I understand, you are practicing both Punishment and Guardian Knight!"

Is Feng Ling such a genius?

He suddenly understood why Yang Haohan accepted Feng Ling as his disciple.

Feng Ling was somewhat speechless: "Uh... think whatever you want to think."

"Sun Slash!" After saying that, the two swords in Feng Ling's hands hummed, and a light like the sun condensed. With a light wave of the two swords, two blades of light were slashed out.

With a bang, the cage shattered!

Seeing this, Han Yu understood everything and no longer had the desire to fight.

Having failed in the competition and having his confidence shattered, Han Yu looked much more depressed.

He actually lost!

He is the best of the younger generation of the Knights Templar!

"I lost!"

Feng Ling went over and wanted to pat Han Yu's shoulder to comfort him, but she was a little short and couldn't reach him at all.

She then verbally comforted him: "Han Yu, don't be sad, you are already very powerful, do you want to practice together in the future?"

"Together we become stronger!"

Han Yu snorted coldly: "Humph, who wants to practice with you!"

Just then, a person walked into the training ground.

This is a beautiful woman. Although she is not very old, she has a sense of maturity and charm. The smile on her face gives people a feeling of a spring breeze.

She is, Ye Weiyang!

Ye Weiyang, the great-great-granddaughter of Ye Wushang, who is known as the Sword God of Light in the Warrior Temple, is also a second-generation person of prominent status.

She is Han Yu’s childhood sweetheart and fiancée, and of course, the marriage was arranged by their parents.

"Han Yu!" Ye Weiyang walked over slowly, his eyes somewhat angry, but the target of his anger was not Feng Ling, but Han Yu!

"Han Yu, I will tell Grandpa Han what happened today."

Han Yu's heart skipped a beat and he knew that he was going to be punished by his grandfather.

"No, Weiyang!" Han Yu wanted to fight for himself.

"No!" Ye Weiyang said seriously.

Feng Ling immediately stepped forward to smooth things over, looking at the beautiful Ye Weiyang with a pair of starry eyes: "Sister Weiyang, don't be angry, Han Yu really didn't bully the weak, he really didn't bully anyone!"

Why did Han Yu feel that Feng Ling's words made the situation worse?

so cute!

Ye Weiyang touched Feng Ling's head and felt that his heart was captured by Feng Ling. He suddenly felt that Han Yu deserved it!

"Han Yu, you can't escape!" Ye Weiyang emphasized.

When Ye Weiyang turned his gaze to Feng Ling, his expression instantly became gentle: "Come on, sister will take you home!"

"Well, sister is so nice." Feng Ling nodded, called Long Haochen and Sheng Caier, and left.

Han Yu was left alone in the emo training ground.

Three words kept echoing in his mind:

He is dead, he is dead!

night.

Han Yu was alone at the foot of a wall. He felt very stealthy and walked forward quietly, sticking to the wall.

He is Han Yu, the best of the younger generation of the Knights Templar, and today he went home like a thief!

He is definitely not afraid of his grandfather!

Just then, a voice appeared in his mind: "Come here!"

Han Yu was frightened and stood up straight instantly, his expression was stiff and his body was also a little stiff.

As a last resort, he moved forward step by step and walked towards his grandfather's study.

Han Yu probably had guessed what kind of punishment his strict grandfather would inflict on him.

It's just a matter of doubling the training, and he can handle it.

Han Yu's parents died early. His grandfather Han Qian was very strict with him, always had a cold face, and always said that he was impetuous and paranoid.

How is he impetuous? How is he paranoid?

study.

Han Qian sighed deeply. To be honest, he should thank Feng Ling very much.

He understood his grandson's character. He was not a bad person, but he was too proud and impetuous.

Today's blow is just the right way to put an end to this kid's arrogance!

Soon, Han Yu walked in reluctantly.

"Your Majesty!"

Han Qian slammed the table hard, and the powerful pressure instantly caused the air in the entire room to slightly distort.

Han Yu's face turned pale, and he fell to his knees with a thud.

It seemed that his grandfather's rage was greater than he had imagined!

Han Qian's voice was filled with anger. "Han Yu, what are the ten rules of knights?"

Han Yu said solemnly: "Humility, honesty, compassion, bravery, fairness, sacrifice, honor, perseverance, benevolence, and justice."

"So, Han Yu, where is your humility? Where is your kindness?" Han Qian asked a soul-searching question.

Han Yu couldn't answer, so he lowered his head and said nothing.

"I know you always claim to be the best of the younger generation, but there are always people better than you. Only by being humble at all times can you keep moving forward!" Han Qian advised earnestly.

"Master Paladin, in your heart, do you think I will never be as good as others?" Han Yu said coldly.

Ever since his parents died, Han Yu has developed a prejudice against Han Qian. Prejudice breeds misunderstandings, and prejudice makes people paranoid.

"This is not a reason for you to bully the weak!" Han Qian was angry.

"Since you want to know the talents of Feng Ling and Long Haochen, then I will tell you that Feng Ling is the Saint of Life, and Long Haochen is the Son of Light!"

"What? The Saint of Life! Son of Light!" Han Yu suddenly raised his head, shocked.

Being the Saint of Life and the Son of Light meant that one’s innate inner spiritual power exceeded ninety points!

No wonder those two are so talented!

Han Qian's voice was still as cold as ever: "Han Yu, you should know what the Saint of Life and the Son of Light mean, so now, in the name of the Holy Knight Commander, I order you to become the squire knight of one of them!"

Hearing this, Han Yu instantly thought of the talent suppression sharing!

Talent suppression is shared. When the master's innate inner spiritual power far exceeds that of the squire knight, that is, the difference in innate inner spiritual power exceeds thirty, the squire knight's talent will increase accordingly.

The degree of this improvement is that the difference in innate internal spiritual power between the two sides is halved.

Han Yu's innate internal spiritual power is sixty-three, which means that as long as one of Feng Ling or Long Haochen has a spiritual power of more than ninety-three, his internal spiritual power will be greatly enhanced!

Originally, Han Yu was very averse to Feng Ling and Long Haochen, but now, he has changed his mind.

Oh my god, it smells so good!

"Yes, grandpa!" Han Yu bowed to Han Qian.

Without wasting any time, Han Yu and his grandson immediately rushed to Feng Ling and Long Haochen's home.