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

Chapter 105 This Game of Acquaintances
Half a day has passed, and the information of the top eight contestants has been truthfully reported to everyone present.

They are Bai Ling from the Priest Temple, Cai'er from the Assassin Temple, Long Haochen from the Knight Temple, and Yang Zhaowen.

Lin Xin from the Magic Temple, Chen Ying'er from the Soul Temple, Wang Yuanyuan from the Warrior Temple, and others from the Assassin Temple...

Sitting next to Cai'er in the audience, listening to the inspiring speeches of the six deputy temple masters, Bai Ling suddenly felt exhausted.

What an All-Star lineup!

The quarterfinals are going to be interesting.

After the deputy temple masters of the six great temples finished speaking, Han Qian raised his hand and summoned the light orb used for drawing lots, and slowly said, "The quarterfinals will still be held at the Alliance Trial Grounds at 2 PM this afternoon."

As he spoke, he channeled spiritual energy into the ball of light.

Bai Ling and the others sitting in the front row had their arms glowing, and the halo above their heads started flowing again, matching them with the top eight contestants.

Ruoshui, who was temporarily acting as the "master of ceremonies," smiled slightly after seeing the results of the draw and said softly, "Priest Bai Ling of the Temple versus Warrior Wang Yuanyuan of the Temple."

"Assassin Temple Cai'er versus Soul Temple Chen Ying'er".

"Lin Xin of the Magic Temple versus Yang Wenzhao of the Knight Temple."

"Knight Temple Long Haochen vs. Assassin Temple Mu Ning".

As soon as the quarterfinal matchup information was released, the six vice hall masters of the Holy Temples had different expressions, and looked at Han Qian, who had drawn the lots, with suspicious eyes.

The Temple of Magic, the Temple of Warriors, the Temple of Assassins—danger is imminent!
Among them, the most furious was the deputy temple master of the warrior temple, Lord Kuang.

When he saw that his temple's contestant had been matched with Bai Ling again, he said irritably, "Han Qian, did you cheat or not? How did you end up putting Bai Ling with someone from our temple again?"

Emperor Ling Sanshui also said irritably, "That's right, the Assassin Temple versus the Soul Temple, what's the point of this match?"

The wheel of fortune turns, and Han Qian stroked his graying beard with a cheerful smile. "This is called good people being rewarded. Look at the Bishop of Sanshui, why doesn't Old Man Ying question me? Justice resides in the hearts of the people."

After saying that, he waved his hand and extinguished the ball of light. "This draw will be conducted in accordance with the principles of fairness, impartiality, and transparency! All participants, please arrive on time!"

As she spoke, Han Qian turned around, raised her head, and walked away.

Emperor Ling Sanshui looked at Chen Ying'er below the stage, who was holding Cai'er's hand and begging for forgiveness, sighed, shook his head and left.

Well, their Soul Temple isn't destined for first place this time.

Seeing that Emperor Ling Sanshui had given up, even if I wanted to use this as an excuse, I had no strength left.

After all, Han Qian didn't say anything during the internal battle between the Knights Temple players.

In the afternoon, as everyone expected, Cai'er was the first to achieve a solo kill against Chen Ying'er and her summoned monster, ending the match ahead of everyone else.

Following closely behind, Long Haochen won the match, followed by Yang Wenzhao and Bai Ling.

I had attended two group dinners before. Although Wang Yuanyuan from the Warrior Temple lost to Bai Ling, she really enjoyed the match.

That's right, the main reason why Bai Ling won the slowest was that she gave the little girl some pointers.

It's more like a one-on-one training session than a competition.

On the stage, seeing Ren Wokuang's expression had clearly softened considerably, the other five vice hall masters chuckled a few times.

Then, Han Qian read out the list of winners again.

Lin Xin, who lost the match, said helplessly, "The final is really a familiar match. You guys should take it easy and just put on an act."

Li Xin said with exasperation, "What's so interesting about acting in the finals, don't you think, Hao Chen?"

Long Haochen: "Hmm." Long Haochen didn't care much about the ranking, just as everyone had thought before.

He believed he could easily make it into the top three, as long as he could obtain the Spirit Furnace reward, that would be enough.

However, Cai'er doesn't seem to think so.

The quarterfinals have concluded, and the top four in the individual competition of this year's Demon Hunter Team selection tournament are Bai Ling, Long Haochen, Cai'er, and Yang Wenzhao.

At this point in the competition, only three temples remained as participants among the six major temples.

Two against two, two women against two men, one of whom was a representative of the Priests' Temple who entered the finals.

Judging from the results of previous competitions, it is often the Knights Temple contestants who persevere to the end and unleash unparalleled fighting power.

However, the presence of Bai Ling and Cai'er, two figures of immense stature, is something no one dares to ignore.

Only the two girls themselves probably know the true extent of their abilities.

The league's management considered that these children had played two games in one day, which put a certain strain on their bodies and spiritual energy.

Therefore, the match that will determine the top four rankings is scheduled for tomorrow afternoon.

Upon learning of this, Long Haochen thoughtfully escorted Cai'er back to the Assassin's Temple. Immediately afterwards, he went to the Priest's Temple where Bai Ling resided.

"sister."

Bai Ling smiled slightly at Long Haochen, who seemed a little flustered by the sudden visit, and said, "What? After sending Cai'er home, you finally thought of coming to the Priest's Temple to see me?"

Long Haochen's face immediately turned red, and he stammered, "Sister, we see each other every day, why would I need to go to your room specifically?"

He's grown up now and understands that a girl's room is her privacy, even if Bai Ling is his older sister.

Bai Ling looked at her younger brother, who was sitting in the chair awkwardly touching his hand, and said teasingly, "Just say what you have to say."

After a slight hesitation, Long Haochen asked in confusion, "Sis, how did you know something was wrong?"

Bai Ling replied without hesitation, "You forgot? When you were little, if you did something wrong, you always liked to sit there obediently, rubbing the back of your hands with your head down."

His rubbing hands froze, Long Haochen's eyes darted around, and he said guiltily, "Sis, the finals are tomorrow afternoon. Cai'er is really strong, and so are you. If you run into Cai'er, could you go easy on me?"

He is not afraid of meeting Cai'er in the semifinals.

Because, at worst, he can just admit defeat and wait for his sister or Cai'er to help him form his own demon-hunting team.

However, Long Haochen was afraid that Cai'er, like himself, was eager to have a formal sparring match with her sister Bai Ling.

In the end, getting injured would be bad.

"You want me to go easy on Cai'er if I happen to win, so she doesn't get hurt?"

Long Haochen nodded slightly.

After a moment of silence, Bai Ling said, "It's possible, but you can't tell Cai'er about this. You have to keep it in your heart for the rest of your life."

Long Haochen was taken aback. He had thought that his sister would scold him for being love-struck.

Because my older sister disliked her mother's selfless dedication to her father from a young age.

Bai Ling, seemingly seeing through her younger brother's thoughts, smiled slightly and said softly, "Don't overthink things. Just take it one step at a time, follow your heart, and listen to your heart's desires."

When Long Haochen took Cai'er's hand and walked into the competition venue together, the whole place fell silent.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Ling and Yang Zhaowen emerged from the passage; neither of them wanted to be a third wheel for the other two.