Divine Seal: I am a saintess of the human race, but also the heir to the Demon God.

Hearing his grandfather's concern for him, a surge of joy welled up in his heart. Han Yu quickly stood in front of the table and slowly recounted what he had learned from Bai Ling during this time.

Now, when Han Yu talks about his new friends and the Guardian Knight skills he has learned, his face is filled with happiness.

If we were to say that he once resembled a child with some kind of autism, a child with a twisted personality.

Now, he is undoubtedly a junior praised by his elders and a teammate with whom his peers are willing to get along and exchange genuine feelings.

Han Qian smiled slightly, then changed the subject, "If you fail in this Demon Hunter Team selection competition and rank low, and are unable to become teammates with Bai Ling and the others, would you be willing to become her squire knight?"

Han Yu paused for a few seconds, then nodded. "I'm willing."

Although he was several years older than Bai Ling and had a very strong sense of self-esteem, he preferred to be Bai Ling's squire rather than team up with other strangers.

It's no big deal.

The prerequisite is that Bai Ling, Long Haochen, and the others are willing to accept him and take him to the battlefield.

Han Qian was silent for a moment, then said, "You have few ideas, but you agreed quickly enough."

Han Yu's heart tightened immediately, and he said somewhat awkwardly, "Grandpa, doesn't Bai Ling want me to be her personal knight?"

Han Qian fell silent again, and the grandfather and grandson stared at each other, face to face.

Even though Han Qian had spent some time with Bai Ling, she still couldn't figure out what the other woman was thinking.

It's not accurate to say that Bai Ling dislikes her grandson.

Because of the expensive pills she usually gave him to improve his cultivation and stabilize his foundation.

They even left Han Yu with notes on his experiences and insights as a guardian knight, as well as magical equipment for self-defense.

The benefits were so numerous that even he, the Holy Knight Commander of the Knights' Temple, was surprised.

However, it doesn't quite make sense to say that Bai Ling likes her own grandson.

After much thought, Han Qian was still unsure and couldn't figure out what Bai Ling was thinking.

Do you think Bai Ling is willing?

Han Yu was taken aback for a moment, but honestly replied, "I...I don't know."

The Paladin sighed and waved his hand, saying, "Forget it. With your current cultivation level, it's not difficult for you to get a high ranking in the Demon Hunter Group. We can talk about it then."

If Han Yu ranks highly in the final Demon Hunter Team selection competition, he might even have the opportunity to invite Bai Ling to join his team.

Judging from the current situation, Bai Ling has chosen the Magic Temple's Magician track, as well as the Priest Temple's Priest track.

Therefore, it's highly likely that Han Yu and she are in the same demon-hunting group.

However, before the official selection competition began, even these high-ranking members of the Temple Alliance couldn't figure out which temple Bai Ling wanted to represent in forming a demon-hunting team.

However, no matter which temple Bai Ling chooses to represent, the higher-ups of the Temple Alliance can only grit their teeth and accept and understand her choice.

Han Yu looked at his grandfather, who was deep in thought, and glanced at the clock tactfully. "Grandpa, there's less than half an hour until Bai Ling and Yang Wenzhao's match."

Han Qian glanced at the unfinished documents on the table, thought for a moment, and finally stood up and said, "Let's go."

Upon arriving at the Knights' Trial Grounds, the grandfather and grandson parted ways.

Han Qian instantly flew towards the podium, sat in the chairman's seat, and put on a full suit of armor.

Han Yu stood at the entrance of the passageway in the morning, quietly waiting for Bai Ling's arrival.

Five minutes before the show was scheduled to start, Bai Ling appeared at the door.

Bai Ling looked at Han Yu, who was leaning against the wall, with surprise. "You arrived a long time ago?"

Han Yu nodded and raised her hand to greet Long Haochen and the others behind her.

"Then why didn't you come up on stage and wait for us?"

A burning desire for gossip ignited in Li Xin's heart, and her eyes kept darting between Bai Ling and Han Yu.

Han Yu coughed lightly, without directly answering Li Xin's question.

Bai Ling looked helpless.

Long Haochen reached out and tugged at Li Xin at just the right moment, pointing to the few seats available and saying, "If we don't go now, we won't have anywhere to sit!"

"what!"

Li Xin was shocked and hurriedly said to Bai Ling, "Bai Ling, let's go up and save some spots, and cheer you on later!"

Bai Ling said, "Go."

Han Yu secretly gave Long Haochen a thumbs up, and they walked together to the audience seats and took their seats.

Soon, as the referee's voice rang out, Bai Ling and Yang Wenzhao, who had timed their turn, stood on the trial platform.

Yang Shaowen gave a knightly salute. "Miss Bai Ling, friendship comes first, competition second."

Bai Ling shook her head. "Preaching is useless. If you want to win, just attack."

She was also thinking of finishing the exhibition match as soon as possible so she could go and cheer on Long Haochen and Li Xin.

Yang Wenzhao took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "I apologize!"

As he spoke, two golden rays seemed to burst forth from Yang Wenzhao's hands, transforming into two identical golden greatswords.

Tier 5 Retribution Knight!

As that intense spiritual energy suddenly surged forth, Yang Wenzhao moved.

Yang Wenzhao charged towards Bai Ling like an arrow. This was the first time in his life that he had taken the initiative to attack a female professional.

"So fast!"

The spectators on stage gasped in surprise, and then instinctively held their breath.

The fifth-tier retribution knight was too fast; Yang Wenzhao, who was in everyone's sight, suddenly transformed into a silver lightning bolt.

In the blink of an eye, he was beside the black-haired girl.

Just as Yang Wenzhao raised his twin blades, preparing to close in from the outside and attack Bai Ling's waist, the black-haired girl's body moved instantly.

Easily dodging the double-edged attack, Bai Ling displayed matching strength with her first move.

She didn't use any skills, but the sword left her hand and she thrust it at Yang Wenzhao all by herself.

What skill is this?

The crowd was speechless with astonishment. In all their years of life, they had never seen a knight's holy sword break free from its master and launch a fierce attack on the enemy on its own.

Something's strange around here!

Sensing the sudden surge of spiritual energy around him, Yang Wenzhao abruptly stopped, slamming his twin blades into the ground, which propelled him into a backward somersault in the air.

The next second, the white silk threads hidden in the air transformed into a spider web and fell to the ground from mid-air.

The ground, made of magic stones, instantly cracked into countless fissures.

so close!

Alarm bells rang in Yang Wenzhao's mind. He could no longer be distracted by the seemingly ownerless sword in the air. He had to get to Bai Ling's side as soon as possible and deliver a fatal blow to her.

Having thought it through, he used the skill of the Punisher Knight, and his body once again transformed into a shooting star as he arrived beside Bai Ling.

Using threads of spiritual energy to pull back the lightsaber, a series of clanging sounds echoed in the air.

In the short span of a single breath, it's impossible to tell how many times Yang Wenzhao's attacks clashed with Bai Ling's.