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

Chapter 108: A Grand Marriage Proposal?

Upon hearing Yang Wenzhao's call, Starry Unicorn realized it had been tricked.

With a long cry, the Starry Unicorn appeared in the trial field and successfully caught Yang Wenzhao, who was about to fall from the sky.

The Earth Knight, who rode a seventh-tier magical beast, instantly appeared beside Bai Ling.

A violent collision was accompanied by a burst of light that erupted on the field, like fireworks, leaving the contestants in the rest area dazzled.

Most of them could no longer see what was happening on the field.

The crowd could only vaguely see the two figures shifting positions from one another in the fireworks, while the Starry Unicorn also gathered an incredibly powerful attack above its head, not to be outdone.

Is Bai Ling really a priest from the priest's temple?

Undoubtedly, as the protective shield was raised over the field, the same question arose in everyone's mind.

They were all surprised.

Because Yang Wenzhao not only summoned a seventh-tier Starry Unicorn, but the Starry Sea Spirit Furnace activated within his body made him even more powerful.

However, despite such an offensive, Bai Ling was still able to fight back and forth with her opponent.

Simply outrageous.

Just when everyone thought the outcome of the match would take some time to become clear, Yang Zhaowen, whose mind was becoming increasingly calm, finally found an opportunity and slashed Bai Ling's arm that was holding the scepter.

Blood stained their clothes, and as drops of blood fell to the ground, splashing and creating ripples, the priests and temple professionals who came to watch the finals almost had their hearts stop pounding.

Bai Ling: ……

She knew she couldn't let Yang Wenzhao summon the Starry Unicorn. A fifth-tier knight with a mount would fight like a mad dog that hadn't eaten for half a month, with every move potentially fatal.

In the short time it took to concentrate on building the magic array, my arm was injured and bleeding.

Shaking her head, Bai Ling cast a healing spell the instant she shielded her body with a light shield, and the wound on her arm healed instantly.

She used her spiritual power to lift up the clothes and the blood on the ground, and then a semi-transparent archway appeared out of thin air in front of her.

This time, Yang Wenzhao reacted quickly. He realized that the archway in front of him was not some kind of attack spell, but an inscription for summoning a mount.

This is probably Bai Ling's trump card that she has been hiding since the Demon Hunter competition began. I absolutely cannot let her summon it successfully!
But can Yang Wenzhao really stop the heaven-defying demonic dragon summoned using the secret magic of the demon race and the power of blood?
The answer is, of course, no.

A massive dragon head, exuding terrifying spiritual pressure and possessing strength approaching the late stage of the seventh rank, squeezed out from the archway.

Before anyone could react, the breath instantly devoured the knight and his mount.

All of Yang Wenzhao's protective gear was activated instantly. Han Gouqian, who had reacted quickly, personally stepped in to help him withstand the dragon's breath.

Amidst the uproar of the crowd, the match ended!
A muscular referee leaped onto the battlefield and announced that Bai Ling was the champion of this year's Demon Hunter Selection Tournament.

Immediately afterwards, the Bishop of Weak Water used the Goddess's Tears to infuse their bodies, healing their wounds.

The training grounds were restored to their original state.

Having witnessed Bai Ling's hidden trump card and realizing that his defeat was justified, Yang Wenzhao calmed down.

He sheathed his twin swords, walked to Bai Ling's side, and extended his hand, saying, "Well done."

Bai Ling smiled slightly and reached out to grasp the other person's hand in return, "I just happened to win against you."

Yang Wenzhao shook his head and said definitively, "My trump cards—the Spirit Furnace, my mount, and even the new Double-Edged Holy Sword—have all been revealed. But on your side, besides the new staff and the dragon mount summoned at the last moment, you don't have the Spirit Furnace or any other spells..."

Bai Ling blinked and couldn't help but chuckle, "Yang Wenzhao, you're taking this too seriously. How can you be so sure I also have a spirit furnace inside me?"

Yang Wenzhao nodded smugly, saying, "For an ordinary person, I wouldn't dare guarantee he has a spirit furnace, but as the youngest councilor of the Magic Temple and the Alliance's potion master, how could you not even have a spirit furnace?" "Besides..."

"Alright, alright, I do have a spirit furnace, but this spirit furnace was given to me personally by the hero, and it did not come from the Magic Temple or the Priest Temple."

Lord of the Assassin's Temple?
Yang Wenzhao's smile faded as he pondered which spirit furnaces ranked highest in the Assassin's Temple.

My head itches so much, I need a brain.

Bai Ling sighed, looked at Yang Wenzhao who was deep in thought, and left without looking back.

She finally understood why Chen Ying'er didn't want to chat or play with this silly boy.

So Yang Wenzhao was also an idiot.

*
After the competition ended, the participants who qualified to join this year's Demon Hunter team slowly entered the arena under the guidance of the staff of the six temples.

On the other side of the training ground, several well-built, muscular men who looked like fourth-tier warriors were working together to push a huge platform with many wheels underneath into the arena.

The sound was so loud that it attracted the attention of Bai Ling and the others.

The platform, which was pushed over by the combined efforts of the crowd, was circular, with a diameter of about 20 meters, and a huge wheel was placed on it.

Bai Ling only observed for a moment before understanding the principle behind the roulette wheel's operation: it relies purely on the collision of natural magical elements to create a lottery result that no one else can interfere with.

Soon, the contestants, who were standing in the center of the six trial arenas, lined up in front of the deputy temple masters representing their respective temples.

Among them, the top sixteen contestants stood at the very front.

Han Qian's voice rang out again, "Bai Ling, Yang Wenzhao, and Long Haochen, come forward and ascend the stage."

At the same time, a soft light shield was released from the round platform, enveloping Long Haochen and his two companions, as well as the platform with the roulette wheel that had already been placed on it.

Han Qian said in a deep voice, "As the top three in this competition, you will have priority in forming your own teams."

Ying Suifeng continued, "However, everything must be done according to the rules. From now on, you are not allowed to have any form of contact with other people outside the group until the group is formed."

Finally, Lin Chen looked at the three of them and asked, "Do you have any questions?"

The three of them shook their heads in unison, indicating that they had no problems.

As the champion of the competition, Bai Ling of the Priest Temple did not hesitate to choose Li Xin as her teammate.

Without hesitation, Li Xin joined Bai Ling's group amidst the envious gazes of the crowd.

Next, it was Yang Wenzhao's turn to select people.

He naturally invited Chen Ying'er from the Soul Temple to join his team, but was rejected by her.

Left with no other choice, in order to ensure that the members of the Demon Hunter Team were all at roughly the same level, Yang Wenzhao turned around and invited the fifth-place finisher in this competition.

Mu Ning from the Assassin's Sanctuary.

Mu Ning agreed.

The next person to be selected is Long Haochen, who came in third place in the competition.

This time, Lin Xin, who possesses offensive magic, doesn't need Long Haochen to prioritize him.

So, under the teasing gazes of the crowd, the black-haired boy, dressed in knight's attire and appearing young and handsome, extended his hand and said gracefully, "I choose Cai'er from the Assassin's Temple."

Shouts of encouragement came from below the stage: "Get together!"