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

While Bai Ling was sitting on the stage, the people from the Assassin's Temple, for some unknown reason, also came to the Knights' Temple's territory to see just how strong the younger generation of knights with the later number plates really were.

Their appearance drew the attention of the spectators in the stands.

There's nothing they can do; the Assassin's Temple members like to wear all black to conceal their faces.

At the same time, Long Haochen was called by name by the referee on the podium and walked down.

One person descends, a blind woman leaning on her cane, surrounded by the Assassin's Temple like stars around the moon.

The visual impact was strong, especially when Li Xin saw Long Haochen and Cai'er stop and greet each other, a strange smile appeared on her face.

"Cai'er from the Assassin's Temple seems to really like Long Haochen. The way she's curving her lips upwards... tsk tsk tsk!"

Bai Ling turned to the side and said in surprise, "How can you see the curve of Cai'er's lips from this distance?"

Keep in mind, she was wearing a black veil over her face.

Li Xin blushed. "I learned Eagle Eye from the narcissist. It allows me to see details about other people from a great distance."

Bai Ling couldn't help but shake her head. "Didn't he tell you that when you use this technique to investigate someone, that person will sense your spiritual energy fluctuations, including your gaze?"

Li Xin said, "No, he didn't tell me."

As soon as she finished speaking, Cai'er appeared beside Bai Ling. She tilted her head and glanced at Li Xin, then lowered the cane that she had been raising slightly.

The next second, the assassins, who had experienced the power of the assassin saintess and were genuinely impressed by her skirt, jumped out from behind with strange looks in their eyes.

what's the situation?

How come our own saintess knows so many knights?

What is the relationship between this group of people and the eldest sister?

Although Cai'er had only known them for less than half a day, these assassins who had risen from other Assassin Temple branches to Amy City had already come to regard Cai'er, who was ranked number one in the temple, as an object of their admiration and love.

Bai Ling broke the awkward atmosphere. With a single glance, Han Yu, understanding immediately, stood up and made room for Cai'er, while gesturing for Li Xin to greet the person.

Having just been caught spying on someone, Li Xin scratched the back of her head and stood up, saying, "Sister Cai'er, I didn't mean to use magic to see you. I was just curious about you and Brother Long Haochen..."

"Cough cough."

Seeing the assassins' murderous intent in their eyes, Bai Ling changed the subject, saying, "Since you're here, why don't you sit down and watch Long Haochen's preliminary round?"

Long Haochen's preliminary round is very important.

Cai'er nodded and said softly, "It's alright."

After saying two words, he sat down next to Bai Ling, put away his cane, and patiently watched Long Haochen enter from below.

Li Xin smiled and sat down as well.

She knew the Assassin's Temple, known for its taciturn nature among the other five temples.

Since Cai'er says it's nothing, then it's nothing.

When the assassins of the Assassin's Temple saw the First Sister take her seat next to the people from the Knight's Temple, they hesitated for a few seconds before also sitting in the back row.

However, their choice of seats was quite interesting.

From an outsider's perspective, the assassins' chosen seating positions tightly surrounded Bai Ling and her group in the center.

If anyone wants to sit here, they must face the murderous gazes and icy chill emanating from everyone.

It wasn't until Chen Ying'er from the Soul Temple, accompanied by Yang Wenzhao who had changed into civilian clothes and appeared more cheerful, that the three black-clad assassins reluctantly gave up their positions.

There was nothing they could do; Yang Wenzhao was a well-known fifth-tier retribution knight, and they couldn't afford to offend this powerful figure.

Chen Ying'er looked at everyone with a puzzled expression and exclaimed in surprise, "Oh my, why are a bunch of assassins here to watch the Knights Temple's matches? How strange!"

Upon hearing this, the assassins turned their heads in surprise.

Even Cai'er, who had been focused on watching Long Haochen, was distracted and began to look at the girl next door who was carrying a bag full of snacks.

Bai Ling paused for a moment, then said, "This is Chen Ying'er from the Soul Temple, my good friend, and this is Cai'er from the Assassin Temple."

Standing next to Chen Ying'er was Yang Zhaowen of the Knights Temple.

After Bai Ling introduced them, the three greeted each other and then took their seats to watch Long Haochen's match.

Long Haochen's luck wasn't very good.

In the first points match held by the Knights' Temple, the player he was matched with was not only a fourth-tier player, but also a nearly fifth-tier earth dragon monster.

Therefore, he had to brace himself and try his best to find his opponent's weaknesses without using the Bright Moon skill, so as to defeat him in one fell swoop.

"This battle is going to be tough."

On the platform, people dressed in black and wearing veils stood looking down; their gray hair revealed that they were all quite old.

"I know that Alliance Councilor Bai Ling knows the Holy Maiden, but why is that kid Long Haochen greeting the Holy Maiden with such a friendly chat?"

An elderly man in black, who was very protective of his daughter and feared that Cai'er would be kidnapped, couldn't help but ask a question.

"I don't know. According to our investigation, the Holy Maiden met that young man from the Long family when they were in Amy City. They probably only met once."

"The intelligence is incorrect. So far, the two have met once in Haoyue City and twice in Aimei City."

"Humph!"

Standing in the shadows, Ying Suifeng couldn't help but feel annoyed by Long Haochen, who was fighting someone offstage.

He saw a reflection of the young Long Xingyu in this kid.

The more Ying Suifeng thought about how bizarre Long Xingyu, who was taught by the Knight Temple, was, the angrier he became, and he couldn't help but reveal a chilling killing intent.

Long Haochen, who was focused on fighting the contestant, suddenly felt a chill run through his body, and his spiritual energy seemed to freeze.

His left leg gave way, and his body involuntarily fell backward.

Fortunately, a dense golden light surged from his body, protecting him in time.

The golden light protecting Long Haochen did not continue to spread outwards; instead, it became extremely concentrated, vaguely transforming into the shape of a giant golden sword above Long Haochen's head.

With the sudden burst of spiritual power within him, Long Haochen, his eyes gleaming, imbued the sword with the sacred flames.

Swing, chop, charge.

In an instant, the fourth-tier opponent's magical beast was knocked to the side and fell to the ground, losing its fighting ability.

Without the support of magical beasts, the fourth-tier knights had no choice but to grit their teeth and fight against Long Haochen, who had suddenly unleashed extremely strong combat power.

"This power, is it the Spirit Furnace?"

Frustrated, Ying Suifeng exclaimed in surprise, "A fifth-tier aura? How strange."

"How could a fourth-tier knight suddenly unleash the aura of a fifth-tier knight? He didn't use any secret techniques or pills!"

The old man standing next to Ying Suifeng was full of doubt. "Unless, his inner spiritual power and the spiritual furnace have long been integrated, and it automatically erupted under my gaze filled with dark elements."