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

Chapter 103 The Knight Commander's Terrible Hand

The next morning, the group that had successfully attended the finals arrived at the trial grounds early.

After entering, Bai Ling glanced around at her surroundings.

In the audience, the top sixty contestants sat there obediently, waiting for the start of the finals.

Although the top sixty players did not need to participate, they still came to watch the competition.

One reason is to learn from the fighting styles of the top sixteen fighters by watching their matches and gain experience.

More importantly, after the finals, the team formation will be done via roulette.

Which of the young men present wouldn't want to learn more about the abilities of the person who might become the future captain of their team?
They also hoped to take advantage of this rare moment of relaxation to strengthen their relationships and build camaraderie.

Once the Demon Hunter team is fully formed, there will be no more opportunities to chat carefree and watch the competition among the strong like we do today.

When Bai Ling and her group appeared in the waiting area, many people's eyes fell on her.

Even among the top 60 contestants, a few outgoing young people stood up in front of everyone, greeted Bai Ling and the others, and then introduced themselves in a generous manner.

Li Xin sighed, "This is great. The competition isn't even over yet, and quite a few people already want to team up with Bai Ling. What are we supposed to do?"

Lin Xin, a fifth-tier cultivator who had mastered some self-created fire elemental magic, tossed his hair and said narcissistically, "It doesn't matter. Anyway, if Bai Ling doesn't choose me, then Long Haochen should choose me, right?"

When the higher-ups of the Temple Alliance form demon-hunting teams for newcomers, they always emphasize the importance of a balanced mix of classes within the team.

The ideal composition for a demon hunter team is one knight, one priest, one mage, one summoner, one assassin, and one warrior.

Therefore, Lin Xin felt it didn't matter.

Even if he doesn't get a top-three ranking and can't become the captain of the top three demon hunter teams this year, it doesn't matter if he loses the priority to select people.

Anyway, Long Haochen, Bai Ling, and Yang Wenzhao are all his good friends, so teaming up with any one of them wouldn't be a bad deal.

Moreover, the position of vice-captain of the Demon Hunter Squad is undoubtedly his.

Who told him to be a near-fifth-tier fire elemental mage and a fifth-tier potion master of the Potions Association?

"……narcissism."

As a knight, Li Xin, who was easily rejected by Long Haochen and Yang Wenzhao, rolled her eyes at Lin Xin.

She pulled Chen Ying'er, who looked as delicate as a porcelain doll, to sit down on the right side of the preparation area.

As for Bai Ling, she glanced at Long Haochen, who was searching around her, and sighed, "He's sitting in that corner over there. Why don't you go over there quickly?"

Long Haochen began searching as soon as he entered the waiting area.

There were just too many people sitting around, and for a while, he didn't know whether Cai'er had arrived or not.

Following his sister's outstretched hand, Long Haochen finally saw Cai'er.

"Sis, I'll head over now!"

Long Haochen broke away from the main group and strode forward.

The young knight, who was skilled in both protection and punishment and was walking anxiously into the distance, successfully attracted the attention of most people.

However, Long Haochen completely ignored the gazes of others and quickly walked to Cai'er's side.

At this moment, all alone, Cai'er sat quietly in the corner at the edge of the first row.

Behind her, and above her, a building with a relief-like structure shielded her from the sun and concealed her figure.

On the right, the bamboo cane that he never parted with lay horizontally on the chair next to him.

Cai'er remained silent, gazing ahead, appearing very quiet and giving off a well-behaved vibe.

I saw her sitting there.

For some reason, Long Haochen slowed down and looked back at Bai Ling for help.

Bai Ling: ……

What a jinx.

Left with no other choice, Bai Ling got up and walked to Long Haochen's side, taking out a beautiful red rose from her ring.

Long Haochen's pupils dilated.

Him? Red Rose? Cai'er?

The usually quiet Cai'er clearly recognized Long Haochen's footsteps. The corners of her mouth under her veil turned up slightly, and a hint of a smile appeared in her indifferent eyes.

However, she quickly withdrew her smile, lowered her head slightly, and unconsciously gripped the green bamboo staff beside her.

Why did Long Haochen call Bai Ling over as well?

This idiot.

Cai'er, who hadn't seen Long Haochen sit down for a while, resisted the urge to turn around and continued watching the figures moving back and forth behind the red curtain of the stage.

"Cai'er."

With one hand behind his back and holding a bunch of red roses, Long Haochen called out to her and mustered up his courage to sit down next to her.

Seeing Long Haochen plop down on the stick without seeming to mind the discomfort, Bai Ling shook her head.

She chose to sit behind the couple to observe their newly formed daily interactions.

"Ah."

Cai'er gave a soft reply, then pursed her lips and refused to speak further.

Long Haochen panicked a little. He could tell that Cai'er seemed unhappy, so he quickly explained, "Cai'er, I went to the Holy Alliance Treasure Pavilion yesterday and didn't come out until late at night. I was thinking that the finals were the next day, so..."

Cai'er repeatedly hummed in agreement.

Long Haochen had no idea what the young girl was thinking, and asked with a worried look, "Cai'er, why are you angry?"

"If you're angry, tell me why, okay? So I can change."

Long Haochen, in a humble and subservient manner, begged Cai'er to pay attention to her.

Who could resist a cute big dog? At least Cai'er couldn't bear it. She turned her head and whispered, "Silly boy, after Bai Ling appeared from the Treasure Pavilion, she told me via message that you wouldn't be coming yesterday."

Upon hearing this, Long Haochen breathed a sigh of relief and gave Cai'er the red rose he had hidden behind his back.

Cai'er, who had smelled the fragrance of flowers from the very beginning, had her pupils dilate slightly when she saw the vibrant red roses.

This idiot, is he going to do it in public...?

The next second, Long Haochen broke the romantic atmosphere and apologized to his beloved Cai'er.

Bai Ling, whose heart was hanging in suspense, ultimately gave her heart to the wrong person.

She looked at Cai'er with regret, who had just broken her composure and turned cold again in a few seconds, and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

It seems that when she has time, she should give Long Haochen, who is focused on cultivation, a few more books on dating and how to pursue the girls he likes.

Just as they were talking, five more elderly men entered the room and stood beside Han Qian.

Among these five elders was Ying Suifeng, the head of the Assassin's Temple's Hero Hall and the deputy head of the Assassin's Temple who commanded the thirty-six most powerful hidden assassins.

The elderly man, dressed in a magnificent magic robe and smiling kindly, waving to the crowd, was Lin Chen, the vice temple master of the Magic Temple, a holy mage, and the head of the magic corps.

Next, a young-looking woman wearing a white priest's robe came into view.

She was Ruoshui, the Vice-Head of the Priest Temple, a Cardinal, and the Head of the Priestess Hall. Next, someone who looked familiar to everyone was Ren Wokuang, the Vice-Head of the Warrior Temple, the Head of the Berserker Hall, a War Emperor-level expert, and whose name was quite peculiar.

The last person to appear wore a black robe embroidered with golden runes.

This is Sanshui, the deputy hall master of the Soul Temple, the hall master of the Spirit Illusion Hall, and a Spirit Emperor-level summoner.

The woman's sharp eyes, like those of an ancient behemoth, gazed upon the crowd. When she saw Bai Ling and Chen Ying'er, she gave a barely perceptible nod.

Han Qian smiled slightly, stepped forward, and said loudly, "Everyone, shall we begin?"

The other five nodded slightly in agreement.

Seeing this, Han Qian announced loudly, "Place one of your hands on the halo, the draw is about to begin."

The light cluster containing the spiritual power of the top sixteen contestants was activated, and sixteen golden particles scattered from the sky and fell into the hands of each contestant.

Immediately afterwards, the particles coalesced into a halo.

As Han Qian instructed, everyone placed their hands on the halo and infused it with a wisp of spiritual energy.

At the same time, the other five deputy hall masters, who sensed that the spiritual power of the top sixteen contestants had been injected into their auras, slowly closed their eyes and used their immense spiritual power to experience the drawing process.

That's right, they were also afraid that some old guys with ulterior motives might interfere with the lottery process.

To ensure the success of the Demon Hunter Grand Finals, the five vice hall masters all unleashed their best skills.

Powerful, yet imperceptible, spiritual energy surged from their own temples and entered the bodies of the finalists.

Bai Ling felt the spiritual power of the Weak Water surrounding her and softly hummed an unknown song.

This is the benefit of having high mental strength.

Even though her spiritual power was inferior to Ruoshui's at this moment, Bai Ling could still sense the other party's spiritual power.

Throughout the entire training ground, Han Qian was the most nervous.

As the deputy temple master of the Knights Temple, he naturally hoped that the temple's participants could go further.

Because in the previous competition, the winner of the Demon Hunter Selection Tournament was a member of the Soul Temple.

During that period, the old guys in the Soul Temple were quite pleased with themselves.

In particular, Sanshui, who was standing next to him, laughed the most wildly.

Han Qian took a deep breath and continued to pour spiritual energy into the ball of light in front of her.

May the ancestors of the Knights' Temple bless the Knights' Temple to achieve even greater glory.

Now, for the first time in the history of the Knights Temple, four people have made it into the top sixteen!
Yang Wenzhao, Han Yu, Long Haochen, Li Xin...

With abundant mental energy, Sanshui, who had time to speak, said calmly, "Old Han, what are you up to? We've been standing here for almost a minute, why hasn't the drawing of lots started yet?"

Han Qian noticed that the other four deputy hall masters' lips were slightly parted, and quickly said, "Let the drawing of lots begin!"

The drawing begins!
The next second, the golden halo transformed into the names of the participants, spinning rapidly around the arms of the sixteen contestants, instantly turning their bodies gold.

Gradually, one beam of light after another appeared.

Each participant has an extra number plate above their head, which can be matched with the number plate of another participant.

hum-

The Paladin Commander stopped channeling spiritual energy into the orb of light, his majestic voice resounding in all directions, "I hereby declare the Demon Hunter Grand Final, organized by the Knights' Temple, officially open!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the halos above everyone's heads dimmed.

Withdrawing their hands, Bai Ling and the other sixteen people looked at the number plates above their heads.

"Thank God, I don't want to draw those level 5 powerhouses!"

"Please match me with an equally matched opponent, and whatever you do, don't put me in the Assassin's Temple."

As Bai Ling looked up, she hoped she wouldn't be matched with Long Haochen and the others.

If I were to be matched with someone and they were eliminated in the round of 16, I would feel a little guilty.

"How is the result?"

The five vice hall masters on the dais opened their eyes at the same time and looked down at the sixteen finalists who were standing far apart and not sitting together.

The deputy temple master of the Warrior's Temple burst into laughter, "Hahahaha!"

Lin Chen quickly constructed a transparent wind wall, then looked at the other person with lingering fear, "You bastard, laughing so loudly, are you out of your mind?"

Ren Wokuang wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. "I'm sorry, I couldn't hold back for a moment."

Apart from Ruoshui, the other four deputy hall masters all had a hint of schadenfreude in their eyes.

Having been dealt a terrible hand, Han Qian's face turned incredibly ugly at this moment.

When he saw the draw results for the top 16 contestants in the audience, his vision went black.

What does it mean to have a bad hand? This is a bad hand!
There were only four participants in this year's Knights' Temple competition, and Long Haochen and Li Xin from Haoyue City were drawn together.

Han Yu, trained by the Knights Temple, and Yang Wenzhao were matched together.

In other words, no matter how strong the Knights Temple members are, only two Knights Temple professionals will be able to successfully enter tomorrow's finals.

Bai Ling sighed. Sure enough, this was fate.

When Long Haochen, who was standing next to Cai'er, saw who his opponent was, his expression instantly turned to astonishment.

From a distance, Long Haochen looked at Li Xin, who was in shock, and his expression was extremely unpleasant.

Long Haochen never expected that instead of being matched with his older sister Bai Ling, he would be matched with another older sister, Li Xin...

With her sight restored, Cai'er, who had been pretending to be blind, witnessed this scene and asked softly, "Long Haochen, what's wrong?"

Feeling down and unsure of what to do, Long Haochen spoke frankly.

Hearing this, Cai'er patted his shoulder with concern and encouraged him, "Li Xin is a knight, and you are a knight too. Knights are all about rules, and I think she should know that this draw was absolutely fair and just."

Long Haochen held the girl's hand and gently hummed in agreement.

On the stage, Lin Chen, the deputy temple master of the Magic Temple, with a slight smile on his lips, coughed and patted Han Qian's shoulder with a sympathetic expression.

"Brother Han truly lives up to his reputation as a messenger of light. This lottery was fair and just, and our Magic Temple acknowledges it."

The Assassin's Temple follower burst into laughter, completely losing all composure. "Old Han, tsk tsk..."

"Enough!"

After saying this, the Paladin Chieftain, who had terrible luck with his hands, huffed and puffed and walked towards the back of the platform without looking back.

The enormous golden halo slowly rose and disappeared into the dome.

The first game of the finals is about to begin.

After the Paladin Commander, who was in charge of enlivening the atmosphere, left, the other five Vice Temple Masters naturally did not want to stay in the spotlight either.

They also left the stage one by one.

Next, the referees responsible for reviewing the six trial matches walked up from the corner in an orderly fashion.

The halo above everyone's heads turned into a countdown.

The first twelve people whose names were called walked to their respective trial grounds according to the guidance of the light circle.