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

With a slight twitch of his fingertips, white threads emerged from an inconspicuous spot and beckoned towards Yang Wenzhao.

Two golden blades transformed into a spinning vortex, severing all the threads.

Having exhausted a third of his spiritual energy and failed to capture Bai Ling, Yang Wenzhao immediately understood.

This fighting style, which relies entirely on external force to manipulate the knight's sword, is very similar to that of a mage in a magic temple, who uses their own spells to fight a hit-and-run battle.

The purpose is to deplete the knight's stamina, thereby stalling for time, and finally ending the battle with a charged-up killing move.

On the platform, the Paladin Commander looked at Lin Chen, who had come from the Magic Temple, with surprise. "Is this method of using spiritual power instead of hands to manipulate weapons and injecting spiritual power into them something your Magic Temple came up with?"

Since Bai Ling spent some time studying at the various temples, the higher-ups at each temple have been bursting with inspiration, creating far more skills than ever before.

Lin Chen sat in his seat, glanced at Bai Ling below who was manipulating the weapon, and shook his head, saying, "This kind of combat requires a terrifyingly precise control of spiritual power. Only she could come up with such a crazy idea."

"Cough cough!"

As the two were talking, Yang Wenzhao below was struck by a silk thread and flew three meters away.

As more and more silk threads were laid out on the battlefield, Yang Wenzhao suddenly plunged his twin swords into the ground, his wrists vibrating instantly.

Two layers of golden light overlapped and erupted from the two greatswords, forcefully destroying the countless threads of spiritual energy.

Not only that, but a burst of intense golden light, half a beat slower than the sword in his right hand, erupted from the ground, lifting the floor tiles and slamming into the threads on which Bai Ling was manipulating the knight's sword.

It is a double ascension formation.

The Double Ascension Formation cannot restrict Bai Ling's movements, but it can sever the connection between the Knight's Sword and the opponent.

As the knight's sword fell from mid-air and landed with a crisp sound, Yang Wenzhao's spiritual power, which had already been raised to its limit, instantly erupted, and his condition returned to its peak.

His blood flowed faster, his body temperature rose, and liquefied spiritual energy spread throughout his body.

The next second, Yang Wenzhao drew his twin swords and swung them forcefully dozens of times forward.

The intense spiritual energy slashes created terrifying ripples, and the protective array in the audience seating area was also activated.

This shows that even if Bai Ling possesses liquid spiritual power, without the support of a weapon, it would be difficult for her to block attacks from all angles with her body.

Unless she has other trump cards, it's only a matter of time before she's swept away by the gradual, layer upon layer of spiritual energy waves.

Is Yang Wenzhao going to win?

In the audience, Chen Ying'er, Han Yu, and Li Xin involuntarily stood up, staring in shock at the unmoved Bai Ling.

You'd better move!

Compared to the emotional crowd, Long Haochen, who was sitting in his seat, was relatively calm.

He touched the smaller, chibi-style Haoyue. "Haoyue, you believe your sister will win, right?"

Haoyue, who was eating low-level magic crystals to aid in the digestion of the minerals in the rocky mountain, wiped the crumbs from his mouth and nodded frantically, "Awoo!"

In the blink of an eye, a barrier appeared out of thin air in front of Bai Ling, and the liquid spiritual energy around her vibrated rapidly at a peculiar frequency, canceling out one light slash after another.

This is the Light Guardian of a Tier 5 Guardian Knight.

Upon seeing this skill, many young knights who were unaware of Bai Ling's identity widened their eyes in astonishment.

The Guardian of Light, it's actually the Guardian of Light!

Only fifth-tier guardian knights with an inner spiritual power of 90 or higher can cultivate the Light Guardian.

Immediately afterwards, in the eyes of the spectators, the light screen that had absorbed dozens of light blades instantly transformed into a sculpture resembling the statue of the Goddess of Light.

The goddess statue soared into the sky, quickly growing to a height exceeding that of a two-story building.

The spectators sitting in the first and second tiers of the stands looked as insignificant as ants in front of the statue of the Goddess of Light.

Those sitting on the upper floors all looked very small, let alone Yang Wenzhao, who stood in the trial grounds facing the giant Goddess of Light.

A beam of light slowly descended from the goddess statue and landed around Bai Ling. A translucent golden butterfly carried her up and then merged her into the head of the goddess statue.

"Is this a blessing from the Goddess of Light?"

Recognizing that this skill was the strongest healing spell for sixth-tier priests in the Holy Temple, Sanshui, the deputy temple master of the Soul Temple, looked at Ling Xiao, the deputy leader of the alliance and vice chairman of the Holy Temple Federation, who sat up with a look of shock in his eyes.

Ling Xiao shrugged, pointing to Bai Ling, who looked like a god descending to earth, and the enormous goddess statue, and said helplessly, "Don't ask me, I don't know how a sixth-order healing spell can look like it has combat power."

Saint Moon, who was almost fading into the shadows and had been in a bad mood since morning, glared at him and said, "Watch the game quietly."

The group exchanged glances, then turned their heads away in resignation, intently watching Bai Ling in the trial grounds, wondering what she intended to do with the Priest Temple's healing spell.

Knight's Trial Grounds.

As Bai Ling merged with the goddess statue, her blue eyes were replaced by pale gold.

The golden goddess statue raised its hands high, then slammed them down towards Yang Wenzhao with incredible speed.

"how is this possible?"

Yang Wenzhao took several steps back, trying to avoid the goddess statue's hands.

However, whenever he raised his head, those pale golden hands remained perpetually above his head, seemingly without the slightest error.

High in the sky, an ethereal voice reached everyone's ears, "It's no use. You're locked on. Even if you escape the training ground, you'll still have to endure this attack."

The protective light barrier released earlier absorbed Yang Wenzhao's spiritual power, so it is reasonable that the goddess statue that later transformed into it possessed a locking skill.

"Since we can't avoid it, let's fight!"

Yang Wenzhao stopped and turned his head to unleash a two-foot-high golden flame on his twin swords.

Judging from the aura of the skills released by the two, it is clear that Bai Ling's Goddess of Light is stronger.

Moreover, Yang Wenzhao was more like being forced into a direct confrontation with the enemy.

A dense, sacred aura slammed into the ground with the giant hand, sending up a cloud of smoke large enough to cover the entire Knights' Trial Grounds.

In the instant that thick smoke rose, the spiritual furnace within Yang Wenzhao's body was activated, and blue light collided with golden light.

A flash of seventh-order spiritual energy passed by, and everyone's ears immediately rang with a deafening roar.

When the smoke cleared, the spectators, rubbing their ears, saw something astonishing below.

The goddess statue, so beautiful that it was impossible to look away, shattered. The moment Bai Ling fell to the ground, her chest heaved violently. Yang Wenzhao, whose sword was broken in his left hand, also stood there.

They seem to have tied?

Bai Ling's eyes returned to light blue, and she turned around without hesitation, preparing to walk off the trial ground.

From the podium, the referee's voice rang out, "This contestant's decision to step down from the stage before the match is over is considered a voluntary surrender."