Divine Seal: I am the Demon God Emperor's beloved granddaughter

Chapter 71 Alright, alright, a competition, is it to see who can admit defeat the fastest?

No, there are no windows either!

You want to repay my kindness, right? Come find me.

“XiXi doesn’t lack squires, but I do.”

Long Haochen: I resolutely oppose any member of the opposite sex approaching my sister. No one should even think about taking advantage of my family's precious daughter.

Bai Xi breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing Long Haochen speak.

She really didn't intend to take Zhou Zhou as her squire, but he was too stubborn.

In fact, Long Haochen didn't lack squires. Han Yu, as one of his squires, was already enough to make him feel awkward. He just wanted to dissuade Zhou Zhou from his idea.

"But Young Master Long already has a retinue of knights!"

Zhou Zhou was unwilling to be Long Haochen's squire, so he used Han Yu as an excuse.

Almost everyone from the Knights Temple who participated in the Demon Hunter Selection Tournament knew that Han Yu was Long Haochen's squire.

"But Xi Xi also has a squire knight."

Long Haochen emphasized.

Li Xin immediately followed up with her words and raised her hand.

"That's right, I am Xixi's squire!"

Zhou Zhou was stunned for a moment before turning to look at Bai Xi.

"Is she really your squire?"

Bai Xi nodded.

Zhou Zhou instantly looked dejected, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace, and spoke with some difficulty.

"I'm sorry, I bothered you."

He had already sensed Bai Xi's intention to refuse, and knew that continuing to pester her would only put her in a difficult position.

So I chose to leave.

This departure was not merely leaving from Bai Xi's door.

Watching his departing figure, Bai Xi suddenly felt that she had been a little cruel.

She didn't regret her decision, though; for them, the squire's contract was a kind of shackle.

Li Xin was an exception; she and Li Xin had known each other since childhood and were already close friends and family. The agreement between them was more like a connection.

Why did he leave so suddenly? Wasn't he going to try and hold on a little longer?

Li Xin looked at Zhou Zhou's back and asked a question, not understanding why Zhou Zhou gave up like that, with a hint of regret in her tone.

"Sister Li."

Long Haochen shouted in disapproval.

"Alright, alright, I won't say anything more. You guys should get some rest, there's a match tomorrow."

As she spoke, Li Xin made a shushing gesture, then turned and went back to her room.

*

The scene at the semi-finals.

Just as Bai Xi and the others had predicted, Bai Xi and Sheng Cai'er were in one group, while Long Haochen and Yang Wenzhao were in another.

The first match was between Bai Xi and Sheng Cai'er.

The two had just stood on the competition stage when Bai Xi began to speak:

"Finally, I have the chance to spar with you, Cai'er."

Bai Xi heard Sheng Cai'er speak, quickly saying what she didn't want to hear.

"I surrender!"

"Cai'er!"

No one expected Sheng Cai'er to suddenly admit defeat, and Bai Xi was the last to expect it.

"Cai'er, didn't we agree yesterday to have a serious match?"

She frowned, not understanding why Saint Cher would act this way.

"I'm sorry, I still can't bring myself to attack you. The weapon in my hand will never be able to be used against you."

Saint Cher lowered her head, looking somewhat apologetic.

Bai Xi felt both amused and exasperated, and rushed over to hug Sheng Cai'er.

"Why are you like this? You'll get bullied if you do this." "You can be bullied."

Saint Cher said softly, her voice surprisingly gentle.

It made Bai Xi's heart soften completely.

"Cough cough."

Only after being reminded by the referee did the two step off the ring.

Long Haochen and Yang Wenzhao then competed.

The match against Yang Wenzhao was something Long Haochen had been looking forward to for a long time.

He believed that with Haoyue's return and the sharp sword of Blue Rain·Light Hibiscus, he would definitely be able to defeat Yang Wenzhao.

However, Long Haochen never expected this.

As soon as the referee announced the start of the match, Yang Wenzhao shouted loudly:

"I surrender!"

No, what's going on now?
Everyone present was shocked by Yang Wenzhao's sudden surrender.

"Yang Wenzhao, what are you trying to do now?"

Long Haochen and Han Qian questioned each other at the same time, as these two people found it most difficult to accept Yang Wenzhao's sudden surrender.

Long Haochen had been looking forward to this match for a long time, while Han Qian had high hopes for Yang Wenzhao.

"I don't want to go up against her, not even if it's possible. I'd better back off."

Yang Wenzhao said he was also feeling very bitter!
He didn't say his name, but many people present immediately knew who he was talking about, and many eyes fell on Bai Xi.

Bai Xi herself was surprised to see someone pointing a finger at her with a look of astonishment.

"Are you talking about me? You don't want to confront me? What have I done to offend you?"

All I did was beat you once.
As for?
"It's you. I don't want to face you. I'd rather face the Assassin Queen of the Assassin Temple than face you."

Yang Wenzhao nodded, earning a resentful look from Bai Xi.

"Humph!"

Little did Bai Xi know that Yang Wenzhao was genuinely somewhat taken aback by her.

Because of his personal status, Yang Wenzhao already knew that Bai Xi was only fourteen years old, but her spiritual power was already over 3000.

She was eight years younger than him, yet her spiritual power was more than five hundred higher.

In that match, he truly had no chance to fight back. Bai Xi, however, controlled her strength perfectly, only inflicting minor injuries on him, but severely damaging his confidence.

This made him lose the courage to spar with Bai Xi.

After conceding two consecutive losses, the spectators, referees, and the organizing committee were all at a loss for words.

The only option was to announce that the competition would continue, starting with the top three between Sheng Cai'er and Yang Wenzhao.

Saint Cher had no intention of going on stage, and simply said:
"I surrender."

At this moment, who couldn't understand Saint Cher's thoughts?

She didn't want to be in the top three; she'd rather give up the prize money and admit defeat.

The reason for doing so is obvious.

"Cai'er, how could you be so silly?"

Ying Suifeng realized he couldn't change Sheng Cai'er's mind, so he could only sigh helplessly.

The third place has been decided; it fell on Yang Wenzhao's head without a single sword strike.

Next up is the championship battle between Bai Xi and Long Haochen, the brother and sister duo.

However, something both unexpected and expected still happened.

As soon as the referee announced the start of the match, Bai Xi and Long Haochen spoke at the same time:
"I surrender!"

Their tacit understanding manifested itself at this moment; they spoke in unison, their tones almost identical.

The referee has stopped talking.

He didn't want to talk anymore.

A dignified eighth-tier professional came to host the competition, expecting to witness some spectacular matches, but what happened?
What did he see?
I saw four instances of players conceding defeat with five voices each!
"Good good!"

"Is this how the four of you compete?"

"This competition isn't about who concedes first; it's not about your reaction time or speaking speed. It's about testing your individual abilities!"

Not only the referees were angered by their series of conceding defeats, but also Han Qian and others on the podium. All six big shots were so angry that they laughed.